Beautiful Wives Novels & Stories

And at its center, framed by the open maw of a window, stood a woman. She was outlined by the sun, her figure slim, her hair pulled back, her robes spilling like a pool of light around her. She did not move at first, only stood with her back to us, the crown on her head gleaming faintly. I knew it was not the true crown, yet even imitation commanded awe. “Bow before the Queen!” one warden barked. And so I bowed, though my breath caught. For when she turned, the sunlight fell across her face and revealed the sovereign of Larimar. Beautiful, severe, her eyes sharp as cut glass. She did not need to raise her voice to silence the air.

“Thank you, my friend. I feel very happy because now you are on the right side.” Rossalie also tried to smile after hearing Argo's words pretending to be in front of Edward. “Then, where is Tiffany now? Is my child's womb okay?” Argo and Rossalie immediately fell silent when they heard Edward's question just now. They were silent because they did not know what to answer. “Tiffany is resting at home. So you don't need to worry about your child's womb because she's fine.” Until finally Rossalie told a lie. “It's fine if it's like that. She must rest regularly so that my child's womb remains healthy and can be born normally. I can't wait for time to pass quickly. I no longer want to have this m

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.

He replied. She nodded, holding his arm and walking together with him while enjoying the stares other ladies of the event threw her way. “These women look jealous.” Zoe said to Avery. He looked around to understand what she meant ad then smiled. “Some of them are divorcees. Some, single and successful business women who would not have minded being paired with me. So of course, they should be jealous.” Zoe chuckled, holding on to him tighter. If she was going to be the object of envy, then it was better she enjoyed herself while being one.

~ I'm currently on a chair two ladies before me, putting makeup on me. I know it's not for me to say but I looked beautiful. Soon I was done with everything, I was looking at myself in the mirror. "You look so beautiful! Let's see his reaction." Layla said walking in with Carrie. Carrie wore a long gown, flowers on her hair. Oh my god, she looks so cute. ~ (Sorry for the skipping, I'm not good at writing this type of part... I guess) We just got done with the wedding and we were in the reception. How much did they spend on this?

Liana is sure Britney won't win this time. " I concur with you on this one... Boss couldn't resist touching her even though we were all present in the room, I'm pretty sure something is going on in his office as we speak now" Bridgette chuckles at her imagination. "We all can agree to the fact that Boss's wife is ten times prettier than her... Topple with the fact that she is younger, she compliments the boss best" Alice adds. "Agreed," both Bridgette and Liana said in unison.

James, who always bragged about her satin long tight dresses that her beloved husband had bought her from London. "Are you suggesting that I and this, um... boy-girl look alike? Are you losing your sight, darling?" mimicked Ms. James walking up to her husband. "What's your name, girl?" "Bisila ma'am," she uttered, trying to keep her peace. "I didn't believe you would be so quiet, dear. Tell me. Are you afraid of my wife?" smirked Mr. James, pinching Bisila's humor. "Of course not, James. She is a very impressive lady. I was listening to her talk. She explained—"

To all my amazing readers of "The Beautiful Wife of Mr. Rowland" Hello, dear readers 💛 I just want to take a moment to say THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. This book, “The Beautiful Wife of Mr. Rowland”, is my first ever story, and I still can’t believe so many of you are reading it, supporting it, and following the journey of Emily and Denovon. I was nervous when I started writing, but your love, your encouragement, and even your silent support have given me the strength to keep going.

“Green isn’t a good colour on you, honey. But maybe that’s because it’s your natural tint, and like everything you were born with reeks of poverty and filth.” “You weren’t wealthy before you got married to Noah!” Wendy raised her voice. “But I am now!” Natalia reported. “Without him, you’re nothing. How are you able to get so much and still look plain?” Wendy said. “Says the one who bagged a daughter with a failed relationship and a ruined life. Failed single mom awards go to you, girl.” Natalia said, surprising herself. Then she blew her a kiss. “Y-you! You bitch!” Wendy stomped her foot.

Amelia “You… you married Hawkins’ son?” my father said, his voice trembling slightly, like the words themselves pained him. My face fell. The change in his tone was so clear, it made my heart skip a beat. I stared at him, trying to read his expression. “Is something wrong, Dad?” I asked cautiously. “And yes… yes, I did marry him. Sebastian Hawkins. What’s going on?” Before he could say anything more, I instinctively turned to Rose, and I caught the look on her face. Her expression had changed completely. She looked scared… and sad. And really, a child her age shouldn’t be hearing conversations that felt so heavy and strange.