Couple Devotional Book Novels & Stories

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 ]

'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.

“There are things far more precious than work or even the biggest company in the world. The two of you.” Alexa’s eyes grew moist at his sincere words. She reached for Devan’s hand, which was still resting on her belly, and held it tightly. “Thank you for changing so much, Devan.” Devan gently kissed the crown of Alexa’s head, letting his lips linger there for a moment as he breathed in the familiar scent of his wife’s hair. “You and our baby are the reason I want to become an even better man. I don’t want to miss a single moment. Even something as small as you feeling nauseous in the morning—I want to always be there.”

• Psychological Play & Obsession – Not your average romance; this love is dangerous, addictive, and consuming. If any of the above makes you uncomfortable, please exit now. This book was written for dark-minded adult readers who embrace forbidden fantasies and an unfiltered, primal imagination. You have been warned. Now, step inside… if you dare. THE DEVIL’S VISIT BOOK 1 Intro; Zoey is a simple housewife whose husband is never home, leaving her lonely, touch starved, and constantly craving the attention he no longer gives her. The silence inside their marriage slowly becomes an illness one that keeps her awake at night with dangerous thoughts and secret desires she’s too ashamed to admit out

Not now, not ever. The city seemed impossibly large and yet unbearably small. Every shadow might conceal danger, every alley might hide enemies, but Nicholas no longer feared. His grief was a weapon, sharpened by love and loss. And his heart, though fractured, beat for Rafe still, carrying the weight of every stolen kiss, every whispered confession, every night they had shared in both lust and longing. He turned back to the room, the journal still clutched to his chest, and allowed himself one final whisper into the darkness: “This world may have taken you, Rafe, but I will carry you with me, always. Every heartbeat. Every breath. Every sin. Every devotion.”

"This is entirely for your benefit. Love is basically nourishment for the soul. You can survive without a marriage, sure, but not without romance. You don't need a husband. You do need a man." "Wow," Nora said flatly. "Groundbreaking." Bea looped an arm through hers, pouting theatrically. "Would your best friend really steer you wrong? Come on, tell me has anyone tonight made your pulse do anything interesting?" Nora shook her head without hesitation. "Only the ugly, deformed ones." Bea muttered under her breath, scanning the room. "That can't be right. None of tonight's lineup is remotely ugly. Look at that one on the right gorgeous, genuinely stunning wait, I don't actually recognize him.