Истории Wife

Alexander didn't cheat. He just gave someone else his attention, his laughter, and the smiles that used to belong to his wife. And she watched him drift, not to another woman's bed, but to her presence. Her laugh. The way she made him feel seen in a room full of people. Everything he found in someone else - Zara had been giving him all along. Eight years of marriage. One little boy who loved them both. And Zara standing in the middle of it all - wondering when she became the woman he stopped choosing. She warned him. Three times. The first - he dismissed her. The second - he called her jealous. The third - he called her insecure. So she stopped warning him altogether. And stopped waiting. Love wasn't enough... and now it might be too late.

What if...Manik's love for Nandini was never real? What if... Nandini was meant to be someone else's Queen? After spending 4 years of college, falling for the Monster & forming a close friendship with Fab 5.....Nandini lost everything on graduation day. Broken & betrayed, she vanished from the city overnight. 3 years later, Nandini's past & present collide with each other.

She could easily recognize that touch. Sharon knew it was him. She could feel him against her body. His hands still on her wrists. He smells different though. The ally was dark so she couldn't see him clearly but she knew he was looking at her. Taking her appearance in. He always does... did that. His breath was fanning her cheeks. It was always same. She couldn't think properly when he was this close. She could feel his eyes on her lips as he ran his thumb on her lips. Before she could think straight and push him away. His lips were on hers.. *** 4 years after an ugly divorce, their paths cross again. Not only did he separate her daughter from her but also is now engaged to her ex-bestfriend Lillian. But she has a secret she vowed to protect from him. They hate each other. But some say 'There is a thin line between love and hate' #11 in romance on 06/07/2016

Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

"On her wedding night, Vani learns the cruel truth-her marriage was never meant to be love. Ahaan, the man she has just married, storms into the room drunk, accusing her of ruining his sister's life. For six months he disappears, leaving her to suffer insults, blame, and a marriage built on misunderstanding. But when he returns... he finds a woman changed, a truth he never knew, and a love he never expected to fight for." 🛑Short prologue:- I woke up to the sound of dripping water again. Tap... tap... tap. For a moment, I didn't know if I was dreaming or alive. Then the cold floor pressed against my cheek, and the burning pain in my wrists reminded me I was still here... still chained... still breathing when sometimes I wished I wasn't. Darkness. The same darkness I had been waking up to for two days now. Or maybe more. Time didn't exist here. Only pain did. My throat felt like sand. My lips were cracked. My voice... gone. I tried to move, but the iron chains around my wrist clinked and pulled me back, cutting into my skin again. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out. No point. No one would hear. And even if they did... no one cared. It had been six months. Six months since that night. Six months since Ahaan walked away from me... after breaking me... after spitting accusations that still echoed in my ears. He believed the worst about me. He thought I betrayed him. And after that night, he never looked back. Not once. And the painful truth was... Nobody else looked back either. Not my family. Not my so-called relatives. Not my friends. Everyone just left me. Everyone. I was alone in this house. In this suffocating place where every corner held a new punishment. A new way to remind me I didn't matter. A tear slipped out without permission, sliding down my cheek and into the dust below. Six months... and still not a single call from Ahaan. Not a single "Are you okay?"

𝘼𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙-𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙬 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩. . . . . . 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝟐/𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃 - ......

how will she survive where she faces marital abuse each and everyday? come and dive into this story!

She had everything- A glittering skyline at her window, parents who adored her, a lover who swore the stars would bow to her smile. At twenty-eight, Aarika Singhania ruled her empire-a company she'd built from dust and ambition. She was everything which a girl dreams of. Her life was perfect. Too perfect. Until one night-screeching tires, shattered glass, and then-nothing. When she opened her eyes again... the world wasn't hers anymore. A cramped bedroom. Faded walls. Two small faces staring at her with tear-filled eyes- "Mommy?" Her reflection in the cracked mirror was a stranger-twenty-one, tired, beautiful in a way that carried pain. A ring on her finger, a man's shirt hanging on the door, and two toddlers calling her mother. The CEO of a billion-dollar company... now a young wife in a life she never lived. Who was the woman she replaced? Where did her own body go? And can she return to the world that once bowed to her name- or is she destined to rewrite her fate in this borrowed skin? Her heart says it's a second chance. Her mind whispers it's a trap.

"Veer" "Hmm?" "Will you... forget me once you become a big businessman?" Yashveer stopped in his tracks. He turned to her, cupping her small face gently in his hands. His eyes, usually so cold and stern, softened with deep affection. "I would love to die before erasing you from my memory, Shona." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. . . . As he took a step forward, Ishika grabbed his right arm, stopping him. she stands in front of him. "Am I not looking beautiful hubby, that you are not even looking at me" Ishika said, while running her fingertip on his left cheek. Thats it. Yashveer yanked her hand and grabbed her neck, pinning her against wall. His grip on her neck was mercilessly tight that make her choke, her face turn red as gasp for air. " Save your tricks. I feel nothing but disgust looking at you." . . . . It's my first book. and english is not my first language so if there's any grammatical mistakes please ignore it. This whole story is my own imagination so don't say I have copied it. Some of the prompt I've asked from chatGPT . . . -IMPORTANT - in this book there will violence and tragic scene and the ml is violent and kinda psyco type you can also say his is blood thirsty mafia when it's come to baby wife...there will be some past trauma and if you guys are thinking there will be any bonding between ml and his family in last....so let me tell you NO there would not.... there will be some dialog in Hindi words with no translation -Tropes... Mafia king × innocent girl protective ml × clumsy fl age gap height difference clam × chaotic touch her and die❎ you won't even have eyes to look at her✅ soft romance bloodshed

Four siblings who once loved each other more than anything are now torn apart by fate. A painful truth has created an unbridgeable gap between them. The elder brother-once a proud father figure to his siblings-now hides behind his work, consumed by responsibilities that once defined him but now haunt him. Life's cruel slap has left him wary of love and duty, yet his heart still beats with a father's care, worrying when his siblings don't return home on time. A little sister, living under the same roof, craves her brother's love. She distances herself from the family, drowning her pain in dance-the only solace she has left. Deep inside, she blames herself for her brother's silence. And a mother-a wife-struggles every day, fighting to mend the bond between her husband and her children, desperate to bring them closer again. Will the Singhania family survive the storms life throws at them? Will love heal the growing distance between a brother and sister, or will time drive them further apart forever?

✦•┈๑⋅⋯⭑⋯⋅๑┈•✦ At 21, Vanshika Singh was still navigating her life as a college student when she married Nirvaan Devraj, 29, was a hardworking man from a middle-class background who dedicated every waking hour to providing for and bringing joy to his family. Though theirs was a traditional arranged marriage fraught with challenges at every turn, they faced every obstacle hand-in-hand. Over time, they became each other's greatest strength and most vulnerable weakness their unwavering love became the most powerful force in their lives. [TROPES] Middle class family Arrange Marriage Family Drama She fells first (he fells hardest) Student × Employee Slow burn

In this theme collection of poetry on love, we will follow Adam to the garden where he met his soulmate to the betrayal of a kiss of the lips of another, figurative Eve or church of Christ

Y/n, an innocent, pure-hearted, and childlike girl, never imagined her quiet life would lead her into the powerful and dangerous JPKM dynasty - a family ruled by seven influential brothers, each controlling their own empire. Known for their dominance, secrecy, and ties to the underworld, the brothers live by one unbreakable rule: power comes first... and love is their greatest weakness. But inside the grand mansion, it's not just the seven brothers - it's also their six wives, each strong, unique, and deeply loved. Together, they form a chaotic yet heartwarming family filled with teasing, laughter, emotional bonds, and unbreakable loyalty. While the world fears the JPKM name, within their home exists a different side - one full of love, protectiveness, and playful madness. Jungkook, the youngest and most guarded, has always refused to marry, determined to never give anyone the power to hurt him. Yet fate ties him to Y/n - a girl so soft, innocent, and unpredictable that she becomes the very thing he cannot control. As Y/n enters this overwhelming world, she slowly bonds with the six wives, who become her strength, guides, and sisters in a life she never prepared for. Between sweet romance, chaotic family moments, and unexpected comedy, she begins to change Jungkook and bring light into his dark world. But beyond the warmth lies a chilling danger - enemies lurking in the shadows, watching their every move. Someone is planning to destroy the JPKM empire... not through war, but by targeting the one thing they cannot fight against - their wives. In a world of power, love, laughter, and hidden threats... Will Y/n remain the innocent girl she is... or will she rise as the strongest pillar of the JPKM family?

"This isn't a love story. It's a dark, breathless game of dominance and defiance, where the only thing more dangerous than Aarabh's obsession is Tahira's refusal to be tamed." 🖤 Fantasy | Dark Romance | Comedy ⚠️ Content Warning: Mature language, violence, blood, and abuse. Read "prolonged" to know first round.

Adhira Rathore - the most feared Mafia Queen, hidden behind power, silence, and secrets. To the world, she's untouchable. To her enemies, she's death in heels. But beneath her armor lies a woman forced into a marriage she never wanted... to the man who once owned her heart. Agastya Bedi - the ruthless Mafia King. Cold. Unforgiving. Once in love with Adhira, now burning with hate. He swore to destroy her name... until destiny shackled him to her. What he doesn't know is that the woman he hates most rules an empire deadlier than his own. When secrets bleed and bullets fly, love becomes the most dangerous weapon. Between revenge and redemption, their hearts wage a war of their own. Two broken souls. One dangerous marriage. Love and hate have never looked this lethal. "Even if you dare touch my husband, your body will reach to hell the next moment." "You touch her... and you die." Will destiny let them destroy each other - or make them fall in love again? This is a story where love is not gentle - it's survival. Welcome to the world of Mr. & Mrs. Mafia.

Ayansh Singh Rathore (ml) I will love you like my life Fuck you like no one No one can disrespect you not even me not in bed not in life Anshika Singh (fl) You are my life, my possession If you are not mine than world will end Only I can satisfy you in dinning room and in bed room

After everything that shattered their marriage, Naina agrees to a one-year contract with Abhimanyu-to live together as husband and wife. No promises. No expectations. At the end of one year, she walks away... forever. She has silenced her feelings, buried every memory, and built walls he cannot cross. But hearts are stubborn... and in the quietest moments, her heart whispers his name. Abhimanyu doesn't believe in endings. For him, this one year is not a deadline It's a chance to rewrite their love story...

A twenty-nine-year-old, cold and calculating businessman, the city's most sought-after bachelor finds himself bound in an unwilling marriage to a twenty-four-year-old university student, a spirited and clumsy young woman brimming with attitude. What begins as a union forged under the weight of family pressure soon turns into a battlefield of daily clashes, filled with sharp words, playful teasing and unyielding pride. Yet beneath the constant storm of ego and defiance unfolds a quieter journey... one where an arrogant man, who once guarded his heart, slowly learns to fall in love with the very woman he never chose

the story of the doctor and his clumsy wife

Start:16 Feb 2026 End: °°°°° "Anaphylaxis is not a joke stupid Eva! "Marahnya lagi. -Adelyn Erin Giovanni- °°°°° "You know I'm never alone... I've got informant, ". -Alexandra Eva Lincoln- °°°°° "Kenapa tak habis-habis dia menyusahkan you ni?! Bilanya kita nak jumpa kalau macam ni?! Esok I dah tak ada dekat sini. I outstation lagi! " -Eddy- On going⚠️