Couple Devotional Book Novels & Stories

Only I knew that he was merely putting on an act. Leo was the type of man who valued appearances. Even if everything was falling apart inside, he would still appear calm on the outside. And I played my role perfectly as well. After all, I had already been paid, so I had to maintain a certain level of professionalism. The priest standing beside us closed the book in his hands and smiled. “And now, the couple may seal their vows with a kiss.” Without waiting for Leo to react, I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled, waiting.

I could not begin to imagine what unspeakable acts he intended to do once he obtained that riding crop. Fear and alarm soon overwhelmed all other considerations. Thus, during the family’s breakfast, I begged Alfred to grant me a divorce with tears streaming down my face. “General Pendleton, I wish to dissolve my marriage with Zachary. We are ill-suited as husband and wife. I beg you to permit it!”

Behind me, Stella cried out in despair: "Matteo, didn't you love me for ten years? Do you have to be this cruel?" I didn't break stride, and her voice cracked. "I'm sorry, Matteo! I'm so sorry!" My fingers curled at her apology, but I didn't look back. Outside, the sunlight hit me, warm and golden. A decade was wasted on misplaced devotion, but I believed the future held happiness for me. After all, I'd found the girl who'd waited ten years for me.

She scanned the kitchen, expecting to see the head cook and the maids bustling about, but it was just the two of them. “Well, I’ve given our staff a brief break from the kitchen duties,” Devlin explained, moving closer to Amber. His warm, reassuring presence filled the space between them as he placed a tender kiss on her lips, leaving her feeling pleasantly lightheaded. “I wanted to cook breakfast for my beautiful wife today.” Amber’s heart swelled with love and gratitude as she looked into Devlin’s eyes. It was these simple, unexpected gestures of affection that made her love her husband even more. She is overwhelmed with happiness.

he jabbed a finger toward the book without looking at it—“simply implies the era of then, not now!” I exhaled slowly, fighting back the urge to scream with him. “It wouldn’t be called the Book of Forgotten Truth if there wasn’t some weight to its words, Devon. Think. Have you ever heard of a wolf outside of you mating with a woman—a human—and conceiving with her? Have you?” At the word conceived, his pacing faltered. Devon froze, his broad back stiff, his head lowering slightly. When he finally turned to look at me, his eyes were darker, unreadable.

Not only I've I fulfilled my dream of becoming a marriage counselor, I'm also a best selling christian Author of more than fifty books. Marriage had always been something that had once scared me and now? People from all over the world use my marriage as a point of contact to heaven because as they claimed, it best signifies the way Christ loves the church and gave his life for it. I am grateful for everything the Lord has done for me, even though I sometimes feel undeserving of it. What is man that thou art mindful of him? And the son of man, that thou visited him. For you've made him a little lower than the angels, and have crowned him with glory and honor. [ Psalms 8 vs 4&5 ]

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'His remark didn't really help me though, plus I don't think that 5'6 was small, they were all just crazy tall. "Henry right? Hi, I'm Carter Dawson, a pleasure to meet you." A guy wearing glasses like mine, lend his hand in front of me. He had a brown hair, and his eyes were the color of the sea, so deep and serene. I shook his hands and took my hand back, but the other blonde guy they were with held my hands in place and caressed it. "Ohh my! I see your future dear Henry! It will be so so bright, full of happiness, and most importantly full of sex, wait, what, OWWW!!”

He could feel that wet part of hers and he was aching to bury himself inside her and teach her that it wasn’t good to provoke others. Encha smiled as she looked at those eyes filled with desire, she leaned in slowly and in a seductive way before her lips pressed against her husband’s. Keaton who had been teased to this extent didn’t care anymore and plundered those lips with his while his fingers stretched that warm passage so that it will be easier for him to penetrate inside her. The couple had been having sex for more than three months and yet she was still small. It was as if he was taking her innocence every single day and it made him hot.

He didn't look like a husband. He looked like the Devil come to collect a debt. "Get away from my wife," Dark said. His voice wasn't a roar. It was a whisper that shook the very foundations of the tower. Silas turned, his eyes narrowing. "You’re too late, Dark. The protocol is final." "The protocol is mine," Dark said. He raised his gun, but he didn't point it at Silas. He pointed it at the main power coupling for the entire building—the one Silas was standing right next to.