Beloved Husband Novels & Stories

No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her. The man she had called her husband, the one she had invested her love and loyalty in, stood revealed as a cold-blooded murderer and a consummate liar. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, intensifying the ache in her heart. It became painfully evident that his affections were merely a facade, a charade performed under duress. Riya, in her naivety, had failed to see the truth behind his empty promises and hollow declarations. She was nothing more than an obligation, a pawn in a twisted game, and her husband's actions had rendered their marriage de

Not Derek fucked up. My husband was insane, to be sure, but for better or worse, he was in love too. Caring. Kind. Doting. Wasn't he?

The look in the eyes that she always missed when the two of them had to be far apart. “How can I stay away from you, honey. If you always shower me with countless love and affection. I really feel lucky to be the wife of an Amar Trixeon. A husband and father who loves his family very much. Even though we are both in a sad state of still not being able to find our daughter. But. Because you are always by my side, it makes me strong to face all this. And because my belief is strengthened by your belief, it makes me feel like a woman who is very grateful to have you. Thank you, honey. I love you my husband.” Axelina hugged her husband tightly. Burying her face in the chest of her husband whom s

Episode 1 My husband is the best man any woman will love to have. He's a fair, tall and handsome man. Faithful, loving, caring and understanding. Albeit, our wedding night was awkward. I laid on the bed waiting for him to join me ‘cause I promised to satisfy him to the fullest.

he exclaimed, his joy infectious. I laughed with him, my heart feeling lighter than it had in days. “Okay, okay! Stop spinning, or the ants will get to the cupcakes before you do!” I said, still giggling as he set me down. He stopped and looked at me, his gaze so full of love it made my breath hitch. “I’m your husband,” he whispered again, as if reassuring himself. “Yes, you are,” I said, smiling softly. “Who else would it be?” His expression deepened into something sacred. “I’m damn happy, doll. Beyond happy. God, thank You for this amazing woman.”

She couldn’t get rid of the word ‘Husband’. Dr. Valentine threw a complicated look at her. He knew she would ask this question, and he tried to avoid this. He didn’t want to think about Carl Black. But after looking at her eyes, he realized he couldn’t evade her anymore. He smiled a little and said calmly, “Mr. Wood has mistaken me as your husband. That’s all. You are unmarried. How do you have a husband?”

“I would have to make time and tell my husband to go.” “The complicated thing is that there is not much space; you would have to go alone.” “In that case, it would be impossible; I can't go anywhere without my husband, and I love him very much.” “It's rare to find a faithful wife nowadays; I hope your husband is faithful too.” “Of course he is; we love each other very much; we are just like that.” “What envy! I'd like to find someone who loves me like that.” “Have faith that you'll get it; you have to start by being more apathetic.”

"I already told you to give me time so, kindly wait." Derick stood from the chair, "listen, I'm your husband afterall. Over there, before everyone, I had to act like we didn't have any relationship but here, we do have a relationship. And as your husband, tell me the truth then I can see how I can help you clear the mess. I'm the god of war afterall and no one would question me." When he saw that Katherine was only staring at him with a deep look, he added, "what is the truth?" He added, "otherwise, by the end of the week, I won't be able to help your fate."

“You make me sick you fucking whore, you have nothing better to do than to spill your juices out on my bed” A pan of guilt hit me, I didn’t know he’d be back from his business trip today. Ashamed, I hurried out of the bed, my thighs sticking together from my dried up juices. I hear Steve mutter something under his breath as I helped myself to the bathroom. Tears streamed down my face as the warm water from the shower hit my skin in multiple drops. This wasn’t how we used to be, we used to be in love, inseparable, obsessed with each other. Now I had to resort to a rose toy to satisfy my sexual longing. I hated it. I hated that he was so busy, he didn’t kiss me in the mornings before he went t

I thought, but Sophia echoed it……what the hell is he on about? “Yes, Miss Rodriguez.” My husband said without looking away from me. “You know, the thing married couples like to do at night, but see, I am quite insatiable with desire for my beautiful wife. So I tend to have her at hourly intervals every day. Not just at night.” He grinned, and my cheeks flushed red as if it were true. What is he doing? I couldn’t look at her, or away from him… his gaze was too magnetic for that.