Beloved Husband Novels & Stories

To feel so much love and lust all at once was confusing but he didn’t care because Ash, his husband and the love of his life, was the best type of contradiction. Ash unfastened his pants, pulling them off slowly. “But more than that, more than this beautiful body which you give to me every night and sometimes during the day, you also gave me your most precious treasure. My vow to you, my dearest husband is to protect that treasure, that big, generous, loving heart of yours for the rest of our lives and follow it to the next world and the next. Because any world without Adom in it is one I don’t wish to be in. You are my husband from now until the end of days and I will love you even longe

She said almost in tears. “How sure are you that he's not in love with his ex wife? How sure are you that he doesn't want his family back?” “He doesn't love Henrietta anymore.” “You're not in his heart either.” “I think his heart is broken.” “And are you going to fix it?” Charlene nodded. “Charlene knight, this isn't who you are. You're blinded by the love you have for him.” “I need to give him more time. Please Charles, don't tell dad about what's going on in my marriage. It's my responsibility to make my marriage work and I'm going to do that, I won't despair yet.” She blinked slowly.

Only if Austen and I weren't such a burden to his mind, then maybe he would have been settled enough to focus on his life. “Yes, Tommy?” I answered. Loyalty and respect are always emblematic in everything I do involving my husband—he's the king of my world and the only thing that matters... This man is one I would die to make happy. The man whom I've loved since my return to the States.

“He’s not just this man you all think you know.” She looked around the room slowly. “He’s not just power or money or reputation.” Her eyes softened. “He’s the man who sits in the dining room with me and tells me thank you after every meal. He’s the man who kisses my forehead before I sleep every night. He’s the man who buys me flowers whenever he walks through that door. He’s the man who makes me breakfast in bed. And that man is my husband he’s my world. He’s my dad and mum and he’s just everything. He’s the man that’s always there even when I don’t feel like it.”

The man who hated me more than words could say, the man who would gladly sink a dagger into my heart, and the very same man who couldn’t look me in the eye without frowning, The very same man who blamed me for the death of his beloved, just like everyone, was to be my husband. In just 5 days!

Damon knew what Damon told him that he was trying to change for the better was just a cover up, he doesn't want her to know he is secretly meeting some professional psychologist or psychiatrist to help him, well even if he will not tell her, it's no problem, her husband is getting better and better every day and as for her, she is loving her husband more and more and not even once she will allow someone from out of nowhere to come and destroy their happy home! "Not even once were you terrible, my husband will always remain to be my husband and the father of my kids and my unborn baby, god chose you for me and I know god made the right choice, not even once was he wrong, my soulmate and I lov

I don’t care if Christian had the most traumatic childhood or if he was scared of loving anyone but all I know is that I am here to stay and nothing was ever going to keep me away from him again. He is my husband and I know that he cares about me and I’m going to extend the same courtesy to him. I love him and laying here next to him was far better than anything that I had ever wished for.

I pulled him even closer, wanting to feel his warmth, ravel in his touch, smell him. "I love you so much, Mama. If there is another life after this, I want to find you again." He uttered, his voice raw, his expression exposed and vulnerable, and I wrapped my hands around this man that had given me so much in this life. This man, my Ethan, my husband, my love, he's God's own gift to me. THE END

His wife looked very devastated. "Tell me what happened?" He asked gently, before caressing her back in a comforting manner. "Nothing." She closed her eyes and laid her head on his chest so that she could feel the heartbeat of her husband. His heartbeat was a reminder that she was still alive. Xia doesn’t know what happened. The last thing she remembered was dying from a knife plunged deep into her chest. Her husband arrived too late. He was crying, wanting to save her. He kept on telling her how much he loved her.

he whispered tugging me to his body. I like how he call me raspberry, it ignite something in me. i don't know if he will reciprocate my feeling but one thing I know is that I'm in love with him, I've fallen deeply for Marwan, my husband.