Book For Wife Novels & Stories

Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed. “You've called me three times in twenty minutes.” “I had a reason.” “What happened?” There was a pause. Then the woman on the other end spoke. “I'm coming home in a few days.” Evelyn sat up. “What?” “You heard me. I'll be back in a few days.” “You said you weren't coming back yet.” “I changed my mind.” Evelyn stood. “Why?” The woman's voice became serious. “Because I just heard Damien Schrett is getting married.”

Something cold settled in Eleanor's stomach, and instinct sent her stepping back toward the door. Before she could reach it, Julian shoved it shut behind her. She fought him, twisting, shoving, as he lifted her clean off the ground and dropped her onto the bed. Sprawled there, gripping the collar of her own shirt, eyes red and wary, she watched him. Something about the fear in her expression pulled a low laugh out of him. "Eleanor. As long as we're not divorced, you're still my wife. Legally."

his voice booming through the speakers. “Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church… Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in everything.” He closed the Bible slowly, looked over the sea of faces, and smiled. “Now, you see, this is not a suggestion,” he said, his voice full of fire. “This is the divine order! This is God’s plan. A woman who listens to her husband, who obeys, who submits… she will be blessed. She will live in peace. But those who challenge, who question, who think they can be equal to the man God placed over them, they b

She’s excited talking about him—whoever this man is, he must be someone great to win over a sweet girl like her. Then her face falls. “He doesn’t really like it when anyone walks in here, much less touches his books.” She gently takes the book from my hand. “So I must warn you…if he finds out you’ve been in here, he will punish you.” My eyes widen. Punish me? Does she realize I’m the Alpha’s wife? Fake wife, of course, but she doesn’t know. Only his parents and a few elders know about this deal. “Oh,” I chuckle softly. “May I know who this man is? I would like to ask his permission to frequent his study.”

He knew how popular his wife was. She could say cruel things about him to the public if he suddenly left her for another woman. These were his thoughts. Well, unknown to Clarke the woman was lifeless. "I understand and I love you too honey" was his response. Rachel kissed him and held him so intimate to her. "I got something for you," he said and withdrew himself from her grip. It was then that Rachel knew that her husband had been holding a book all along. "It's a book I got from a bookstore during my short hiatus period, I am not very certain but I think you will love it"

*** Note: My other book "Heartbreaker wife " is completed on goodnovel app. If you like possessive man and toxic marriage with lots of steaminess. Then please give my book a try. Love Pia.

I try to take it out but it is stuck. I twist it and tug at it again a bit strongly than necessary. It comes out and goes fly out of my hand. Great. I am already finished with my work so I get down from the ladder and look for the book. I see black colored something under the chair and bend down to see if that is the book. I take it out to see what secrets this book holds that Rudra had to put it away like this. I have evil grin on my face as I get my hands on my new weapon to tease my husband but when I see the front title of book I am confused. It say, 'To make your spouse happy…..'

Father Michael read a different scripture and the look of surprise on me and Gabe's face could only be surpassed by Yvonne's. He read a passage from the Book of Sirach 26:1-4, 13-16: Blessed the husband of a good wife, twice-lengthened are his days; A worthy wife brings joy to her husband, peaceful and full is his life. A good wife is a generous gift bestowed upon him who fears the Lord; Be he rich or poor, his heart is content, and a smile is ever on his face. A gracious wife delights her husband,

“I’ll be here because I want to be here. And you’ll just have to deal with it.” She didn’t comment on my other insinuation. On the other comment I’d made. And I couldn't blame her. I mean, how the hell could she love a man like that? “I feel tired.” “Then get some rest. I’ve got a book I’m reading, and I’ll let you know what the doctor says—if anything—once you wake back up.” I sighed. “What are you reading?” She held up the book in front of my face. “Finding The Spouse You Married.”

Still, mindful of Zachary’s position, Simon managed to force a strained smile. “Naturally, the affairs between husband and wife are not for me to interfere in. However, Harriet and I share a long-standing bond. As something of an elder brother of hers, I merely thought to offer her a few words of advice.” Zachary’s expression turned unmistakably dark. “That will not be necessary. You may leave.” With that, he took my wrist and led me back into the courtyard without looking back. His thoughts reached me clearly. “Even after marriage, there are still men coming to my door and eyeing my wife. It is infuriating and irritating. Why isn’t Harriet saying anything? Surely she can tell that I am a li