Bow Wow Wife Novels & Stories

Amythest regained her balance and walked over to the window. "How come you didn't tell me about your husband?" In hushed tones, I inquired. She scowled and drew her brows together, as if she didn't understand why I was interested in his husband. She moved away from me and said, "Umm.... he works as a body bulder." I turned around to face her and showed her my biceps once more. Despite the fact that I am not a bodybuilder, I do have abs and biceps. With a thud, she walked into the washroom, rolling her eyes. She shut the door in my face, as though I was invading her personal space. I slapped my face in humiliation and attempted to inquire about her love life.

“She’s a competent secretary. In fact, my father recommended her, but if you’re uncomfortable with her-” “You’re the one who will work with her. She’s even recommended by your father. I don’t need to be comfortable with her.” Belle turned around to face Nikolai. Her heart was beating fast when he kneeled in front of her. “Your opinion matters to me.” The way he was looking deeply into her eyes was sending shivers down her spine. “Isobelle, you are my wife.” “We’re only staying married for Liam.”

It was making Brian completely unable to move. "I love you so bad, honey." Brian's voice began to soften, though his heart had been pounding before. Brian smiled, stroking his wife's hair gently. "Marry again, Honey. As proof of your love for me." "CRAZY!" This was the first time Brian cursed his wife after twelve years of marriage. "What's on your mind Azzura Wijaya...?" Brian emphasized his voice when he said his wife's name. The anger that had just evaporated was now back into an increasingly heavy moan.

She hugged Eavon tightly, her eyes sizing me up with an unnerving intensity. "Eavon! It's so good to see you!" she gushed. "And who is this?" She turned her attention to me, her smile tight. Eavon wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. "This is my wife, Shay." I stood tall, refusing to return her saccharine smile. The woman's eyes widened in surprise. "Your wife? I didn't even know you were seeing someone!" She gave me a forced, brittle smile. "Congratulations! I'm Athena."

“You’re going to carry me at the back?” “It’s fun.” She snorted. “I prefer to walk, doggie.” “I don’t want my pregnant wife to be tired when we arrive there.” She gaped at the use of my Alpha, domineering voice. “So, let’s go?” Her throat bobbed in reaction. Remus barked in delight. “Let’s go,” my wife, mate, bestfriend, slave, master—Elaine Winona Moonstorm—uttered.

"Yeah, but you are legally my wife as well. And wife trumps all." |||||

“Ah yes. We are pretty damn straightforward. Women are…complex. You all like it a different way, and none of you will tell us what you want.” That strange, unreasonable jealousy starts to form in my chest again. The ugly green monster tries to force its way to the surface and threatens to eat me alive. “Don’t be jealous,” Bowden says. “If it helps at all, I haven’t slept with anyone for more than…I think five years now?” “Are you asking me?” I reply, my voice rising a little with my anger. “No. It was just so long ago that I can’t remember. Besides-” he slips his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer -“you are my mate now. I don’t want any other she-wolf…and after you, I doubt I ever wi

The room erupted in laughter, a shared moment of joy and camaraderie among the staff. Ariana's smile widened upon hearing Mateo refer to her as his wife. It was a delightful surprise, surpassing her expectations of being called his girlfriend. The weight of the term 'wife' carried a deeper significance, making her feel cherished and loved. Her heart fluttered with joy and contentment as she looked at Mateo, her eyes shimmering with affection.

“You do realise that my wife will kill you if you hurt Becca, right?” Owen nods. “She’s made that perfectly clear, but I have you.” I can’t believe this guy! “And you think I will ever help you against my wife?” “Nope, but she loves you. You must just be there for me to use you as a shield.” Hunter shakes his head in disbelief. He knows how ridiculous this sounds. “She’s shot me, trice!” I remind him of how volatile my wife is. “Those were all non-fatal. We both know that she is a trained sniper yet you are still here,” Owen says dismissively.

Zen asked with a dark smile, resting his foot on the couch as he leaned over Bowen. "She’s my wife..." Bowen’s words were cut short by Zen’s fist, landing a precise blow. "She’s no one’s wife! And this is the last time you’ll ever say that!" he declared in a deadly tone, drawing both Bowen’s panicked gaze and Lavinia’s expectant one.