Destiny Wife Novels & Stories

She looked at her finger in surprise as William turned her to face him. “Sweetie, I want to say that the last year has been the best in my life. You have loved me genuinely and generously and I have learned the true meaning of commitment. I know sometimes we fight like cats and dogs, but I love that we always keep our respect and authenticity. I thought it would be enough for me to be your boyfriend, but I want more. I want to be your husband and the father of your children, I want us to go through life together. Please be my wife,” William said. Jess nodded as she was too overwhelmed to speak. She stared at her ring and back to William in a bit of a haze. She couldn’t believe that this wa

My legs trembled uncontrollably as I struggled to keep pace, each step feeling like an immense effort. As we reached the ambulance, the EMT turned to me with a sympathetic smile, his voice soothing and gentle. "I'll give you something for shock, alright, sweetheart? What is your name?" I shook my head, determined to stay focused, to be strong for James and for our unborn child. "No, I need to stay clear-headed. I'll be fine," I replied, my voice strained but resolute. "My name is Destiny, Destiny Barrington. I am James Barrington's wife."

“My husband always loved me. We built a life together. But lately he barely came home. He would return smelling like another woman’s perfume. And recently… he just left me and our son behind. Destiny Morgan destroyed my marriage. She took everything from me.” The video ended with a call to action, urging viewers to boycott Morgan & Associates and share the story to protect traditional family values. Comments were already flooding in by the thousands, many filled with outrage and condemnation. Destiny pulled away from William just enough to stare at the screen, her face flushing with raw fury. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides. “I’m going to kill that bitch!” she shouted, her voice e

The man turned and Damien could see his wife, with a crochet hook in her hand and a roll of yellow wool next to the glass of champagne on her tray. His eyes were blue too and gleamed above the wire-rimmed reading glasses she pushed up on the bridge of her nose. "Better than having to cook my own eggs, isn't it?" replied the man with a smile and continued on her way down the hall towards the restrooms. - Do you want an advice? the woman, Delia , asked Damien. — Er... Theresa leaned forward, her arm brushing against his, a hint of mischief in her expression.

I sneezed and pitch the bridge of my nostrils, in front of us sat Destin one time top member of the witches coven but he was banished after destroying the secret alter of sacrifice . " what do I owe this unpleasant visit from you vampires " he said with much hatred in his voice .I won't blame him he blames the vampire for his misfortune,he brother and pregnant wife were killed during the witches and vampire clash . " my brother need your help " i said and he took at glance Victor who was starring keenly at him .

Destined mates Who could have known what a rejection could lead to. Hatred, fury, desire, longing, betrayal, confusion, love, hate and destruction. Those words describe my life perfectly. One mistake and my life turned upside down. Now I'm running so she can't kill me but she isn't the only one hunting me. From the beginning I had one mate but in the end I have three and they all want me. Poppy, a tribrid; vampire, werewolf and witch. She has three mates, one of each species and one of them is the very last of his kind.

"Lideon introduced you a while ago." Speaking of the devil, I roamed my eyes around but I didn't see him. "You don't have anyone with you except Lideon?" I turned to her and nodded. "Yes," I answered sparingly. "We're the same! My husband is also the only person I know here. And I can't seem to find him so…” her voice became sad. My eyes widened with the revelation. She doesn't look like someone who's married. "Y-You’re married?" She chuckled and nodded.

Eventually, they both got married — to two very different types of men. My dad — rest his soul — was a kind, sensitive, hardworking man... but poor. Brian’s father, on the other hand, was wealthy,irresponsible, and — let’s be honest — a complete bastard. The kind of man who thought it was perfectly fine to raise his hand against a woman.

"Everything she told me..." The doctor stared at him in stunned disbelief. "At this point," she said slowly, "you're still asking whether your wife was telling the truth?" She let out a bitter laugh. "Mr. Sterling, your wife has very little time left. Instead of standing here questioning her honesty, you should be finding her." She looked directly into his eyes. "Go be with her... while you still can." Damian stood frozen, his mind replayed the scene from only hours ago. Jennifer had looked straight at him and told him she was dying and he accused her of lying.

And you'll repeat the action the following year, if the gods will it. if the fates are on your side. She doesn't care if I'm willing or not. I ignored what she said. "I am looking forward to seeing Tara and Clare and, at last, meeting their partners. I only know what I could gather from a few quick phone calls about them. While I was gone in the mortal world, my family wasn't allowed to hear from me, but my sisters and I have always broken the rules. Josh, Tara's husband, attended our school and now runs a social media business worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Ashton planned to be a partner at my father's company when he picked me as his future wife, and Clare's match, Julian, is one t