Beautiful Wives Novels & Stories

“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.

Located near Bangui Bay in Ilocos Norte, the Bangui Windmill Farm is a must-visit destination for tourists exploring the northern region. The moment I stepped out of the car, the strong wind hit my face. Lexus laughed as he fixed my hair, which was covering my face. “Let’s go?” he said, intertwining our hands before kissing mine. That made my heart flutter instantly. “My wife is so beautiful,” he complimented me with a smile, making me clutch my chest and pretend to be hurt as we continued walking. “Damn, Celeste, are you okay? Tell me where it hurts,” he asked, worried.

Special Chapter "One, two, three, pose. Good job, Beauty! One more round." I watch her quietly while drinking my coffee. She smiles in my direction, and my heart melts how beautiful my lovely wife is. . .my Beauty. I'm attempting to concentrate on the reports Amalia handed me this morning, but I found my gaze returning to my wife. She's seven months pregnant now, and she still looks very sexy to me. I was considering terminating her contract with Atticus at Monde Fashion because she's pregnant and gets tired quickly, but Atticus refused to let her go, so I let her do what she likes.

“You were able to approach her because you were drunk and we both know that. She was the first lucky lady to be approached first by the most eligible bachelor in the city and she might probably be the last. “Stop over-hyping me. Well,that’s possible.” Henry said. “What’s possible?” Madam B said. “Her being the last. Although that will be possible if I find her.” Henry said. “Or if she forgives you for yelling at her. I hope she will though.” Madam B said. “Is she beautiful?” She added. “Yeah,she’s really pretty.” Henry said and smiled. He can’t remember what happened that night but there’s something about her that he’s really drawn to and a feeling he can’t explain.

she said in astonishment. "Yes! And this will be your house too," he said sweetly. "Wooow! Thank you, honey!" Rica exclaimed joyfully as she hugged Winson in front of the house. Winson didn’t mind her hugging him even though people could see them. "Wow! Another woman with Winson? Is she the real wife this time? Maybe just another mistress! Poor women who fall victim to him," the people outside murmured. "Did Lorain used to live here? Wow, she was so lucky. The house is beautiful and big! And her husband’s so handsome! I don’t need anything else. I won’t let go of Winson. He’ll be mine forever," Rica vowed to herself.

says Maurice, who seemed to be born of idiocy. I secretly stepped on my brother's foot, and I hoped he would not be too idiot not to get what I wanted to say. My brother excels in business and academia, but slow in reading the lines between what his wife dislikes and likes. He should be aware that pregnant women often change their minds and mood in just a blink of an eye. “Kainin mo iyan,” wika ni Lore habang nililipat lahat ng gulay sa plato ng kambal ko.

She's so scanty and ridiculous that even though it has been a year I can't forget about her freak face and her foul mouth which I long to wash with soap. Victoria's face still irks me making me want to find her and pull her head off, screaming bloody murder. Why does Cherry have to look like someone I hated for the rest of eternity? I'm pretty sure that God can choose from a lot of combinations so why do they have to look a lot like each other? And the fact that Cherry is so nice to me that she already win my heart makes it more infuriating. She even assured me that I am her favourite patient and that she will take care of me and my baby.

It was a battle of wits, of strength, and of love's enduring power. As we faced Isabella, her eyes smoldering with a mixture of rage and desperation, we stood tall, united in our resolve. We laid bare the truth, revealing her secrets to the world. The veil of illusion that had clouded our lives was finally lifted, and Isabella's grip on our hearts was shattered. In the aftermath of the confrontation, we rebuilt our lives, our love tempered by the trials we had endured. The twist that Isabella had introduced into our lives had been a crucible, testing the strength of our commitment and the resilience of our bond.

“It’s been a while.” Damian’s posture stiffened. “Chairman Roth.” The man’s gaze slid to Amina. His smile was polite… and insincere. “And this must be the new Mrs. West.” Amina offered a controlled nod. “It’s nice to meet you, sir.” Roth’s eyes stayed on her longer than necessary, assessing her from head to toe. “I’ll admit, Damian, I didn’t expect you to marry so suddenly. Especially under such… unconventional circumstances.”