Beloved Husband Novels & Stories

I replied. He walked closer and put his arms around me from behind. "No matter how many times we eat the same thing for breakfast, your lovely hands keep making them taste unique." He said. "Fine fine Henry, I get it." I said with a shy smile. My husband's name is Henry. We had gotten married to each other six months ago. My husband has always be such a good person and had always shown me his love and care. I can't help but wonder how lucky I am to be his wife.

Jody was the only person he had loved in his life, and if she were to die, he would not want to live either. No matter how bad Darry's words had sounded, he had saved his wife. He would forever be indebted to him! Darryl said casually, "Your wife had been in the house for too long. Once she is feeling better, bring her for walks more often." Andy immediately nodded; he was so happy. He had never thought that his wife, who had been sick for more than a year, would recover so suddenly. That was the most excellent news in the world! Andy turned around and looked at Debra as he asked excitedly, "Sect Master Gable, if I may ask, is he an elder from your Artemis Sec?"

He was beaming, his eyes wet with something that looked like relief. "You look like you just won the lottery," I said. "The party wasn't that successful." Lorenzo lunged forward and nearly crushed me in a hug. "Thank you," he choked out. I pushed him back, frowning. "For what? I didn't do anything." "Your husband is a man of his word." "I know that. I'm the one who married the bastard." "Never let him go, kid. He’s obsessed with you." "Why the hell are you telling me this?"

I would not stand for any more false narratives or hidden truths. Thankfully, my darling husband had understood and agreed. It was refreshing to look at him without worrying about where we stood with each other. We loved each other. Our connection predated the Binding which only strengthened our attraction. But it went beyond a physical body reaction. I loved the way he spoke to me and his attention to my mental and emotional health. He would be a good husband, I knew that. And with the title father looming over him, I had no doubts in his ability.

It's a silent rule cause I don't want them to feel awkward having fans. 'What are you saying? I would love to help, especially if it's a fan of mine. It's like giving back to you for all the support and inspiration you gave me.' what's with this heartfelt statement? I keep my heart beating faster and make myself comfortable at his back. He smelled so good. He opened the door to his apartment. "I'm back." All the conversation started in Hangul but I understand it anyway. "Oh honey, welcome back. Who's that?" I finally see his mystery wife. He never discloses her to the public. She was so pretty in her straight black hair. She probably also just came back from the kitchen with the apron she wa

And I loved it. “Well, this would be a good starting place.” He grins, snatching my ass with one of his big, strong hands. He squeezes just hard enough to hurt a little and pulls my lips to his. But he doesn’t kiss me – not right away. First, he slides his other hand up my shirt and cups my breast. “And here too.” My husband is a god. He knows just how to handle me, and I can’t imagine mys elf with anyone but him. He’s the only man I’ve ever wanted and the only man who I ever gave my body to. In Damon’s words, he’s “the only man worthy of me,” but it makes me blush to even think that.

"Thank you for loving me, thank you for marrying me, for giving me a new life. You are the dream I was waiting for." My heart contracted, I was a fucking bastard, or at least I would be in the morning. "No, Melek, don't say such things, I am not worthy of your love, nor am I worthy of your devotion. I am a bad man, who could break your heart. Do not trust me." "Habbab, after tonight, you are the person I trust most on the whole planet. You are my husband. My Habbab. aren't you?"

Someone called and it diverts everyone's attention swiftly as they all turn to see who it is The most handsome man they have ever set their eyes on walk towards them and his single steps instantly steal the hearts of the women and set it on fire They all turn dumbstruck for a while not able to taje their eyes off him like they are all under spells and the men watch in great admiration at the demi-god who just walk in He went over to Vivianne's side and put his hand around her in an affectionate manner to show their relationship "I'm sorry I'm late, I am her husband Samael" he inform everyone and left them more shock.

There were house helps of course, running around the huge house to make sure everything is perfect whenever Gabriel was throwing another one of his top many parties. Even though it hurt to see her husband interacting with people she hadn’t met before and being completely neglected, she was still happy that things were going well for him. The aspect of not being touched for three years was killing her, it’s been killing her and she doesn’t want to come off as desperate to his husband. They both shared vows in the altar, kissed as a way to seal their marriage. They said their vows, said they’d be together for richer and for poorer, for better for worse but it’s all nonsense, at least that’s wh

My name written in a cursive sprawl quickly became blurry as tears began to build. “I forgot how much of a meddling bitch you are. How about you do us a favor and either get lost or shut up so I can talk to Raelynn. It’s important.” Chandler ignored her loud shriek of spanish slurs that was yelled in his direction. His focus remained on me, the volume of his voice rising to speak louder than Daniella. “I’m getting married. And I wanted you to-” “Are you fucking-” “Married?” I squeaked.