Disney Husbands Novels & Stories

Her mouth was slightly open as she clutched her pearl necklace, eyes darting toward the media cameras recording every second of this disaster. Evelyn smiled, a beautiful, devastating expression that made Julian’s stomach drop. “Two hours ago, Julian, your father, and I signed a formal marriage contract at the city registry,” Evelyn announced, her words falling like a nuclear bomb into high society. “The King family trust and the Vance global patriarch faction have officially merged.” She turned, gracefully ascending the first few steps of the stage, not to join Julian but to look down at him from a place of absolute authority. “I am not your fiancée, Julian,” Evelyn whispered, just loud enou

Magnus whispered in my ear. A smile and a hug were strictly responded to him. Based on his reaction, I knew I was disappointed in him again. After our Disneyland gala, we had dinner first before going home. Macey fell asleep immediately while we were on the trip. When we arrived home, we immediately put Macey in her room. We no longer bothered to wake her up because we knew she was really exhausted a lot. I just changed Macey's clothes and then I went to my husband's room. Yes. My husband! Because even if the world is turned upside down, in the eyes of the law and God, our marriage is still legal.

There was nothing happy during the past twenty five years in Elvis's life apart from the fact that, today he will return home. Go home in the true sense. Tonight Elvis will back to Balboa to continue his delayed honeymoon with his beautiful wife. Even though their honeymoon time had been cut by two days due to his busy life, he felt that he had to make their last day tomorrow a very wonderful one. What do you think a husband should do to his wife? Fucking her in bed? He thinks it can be done anytime and anywhere. Even at their house later, they can do it all day long until they are exhausted together in bed.

It felt nice knowing I had seen the real Cas and that the man he had been at Disneyland wasn’t a made up fantasy. Cas left, giving me an awkward hug with a kiss pressed on top of my head. I wanted more, but that wouldn’t be fair to anyone. My girls might see us as more than friends, and things were confusing as is, without involving my daughters even more. It was two days until Cas got married to Kennedy, and every outlet was covering the story. Celebrities were going to show up; there was a behind-the-scenes special, and they were given another interview as well. I couldn’t imagine Cas liking any of this.

Joseph paused before continuing, "Yet, I couldn't find you anymore. When I finally tracked you down, you'd already become someone else's wife. The man you married was my long-lost brother, too. "Do you know how much pain I was in when I found out? My brother had been kidnapped at a young age, and he'd been through so much over the years. I couldn't take his wife away from him and ruin his happiness." He stopped to catch his breath. "That was why I planned all of this. If you fell for me of your own volition, I wouldn't be bullying Wilson. I wouldn't be the jerk who took his brother's wife away." I gaped at him, stunned by this revelation. It turned out he had feelings for me, just as I harbo

After saying so, he solemnly reminded her, “You have to keep an eye on your husband too. After all, your husband’s appearance isn’t inferior to that of Mr. Gosling’s, so don’t allow some ill-intentioned women to wreck your household.” Daisie smiled. “Is this the time where I have to praise you? You’re so amazing!” James rubbed the tip of his nose. “There’s no need for that. I know just how amazing I am.” Several B- and C-list female artists sitting not far away looked at Daisie’s interactions with James. The actress who had gotten humiliated by James yesterday looked disdainful. “She already has a husband, yet she’s still maintaining a close relationship with another man.”

Jacob, on the other hand, was unmarried. Donald got married to Bianca and they had two sons, Romeo, the first son, and Derrick, the younger son. Romeo was married to an actress, Gianna and they are expecting their first issue. Derrick on the other hand was a divorcé and a chronic playboy who fucks anything on skirt. Rosanne got married to her childhood sweetheart, Christopher and they had a son, Rondy, who was a scientist, and a daughter, Cheryl who was a psychiatrist. And as for Dominic's mother...

While I admitted every bad thing I’ve done and planned to do. I can’t breathe. “Babe, you okay?” Archer puts his arm around Quinn’s shoulder, trying to turn her away. She’s still seething with anger, ready to throw the first punch. “Archer Jones?” Daisy tips her head. “Wait a minute—you two are together?” She laughs. “I did not see that coming. How’d Dean take it?” “Stop acting like you know us,” Logan warns. “And get out before I call the cops.” “But one is already here.” Daisy smiles. “I’d like to talk to my husband now.” She looks right at me. “You do know you’ve been sleeping with a married man, right? Though I suppose breaking up a marriage is a cake-walk for you.”

I say this while looking each of them straight in the eye, especially that idiot who thinks I don't see how he looks at my wife. At the table, we have: Lucifer and his wife, the general and his wife, Marco and his wife, Philippe and his girlfriend, Fernandez and his girlfriend, Mr. Alberto Robertson and his wife, the royal eagle and his wife, my business partner Hector Hamilton, his brother, and their wives. I feel like we're forming one hell of a family, just like my wife has always wanted. I love seeing her happy; I love that smile that lights up her face and brightens my day.

They didn’t even know me. “Who are they?” she asked quietly, glancing at Dianne. “That’s my mother-in-law, Eleanor,” Dianne said gently, tears in her eyes. “And…” She hesitated, swallowing hard. “That’s Aiden. Your husband.” Charlotte blinked once, then laughed lightly, as if it were the most ridiculous thing she’d ever heard. “My husband? That’s impossible. I’ve never been married. And last time I remembered I didn't even have a boyfriend.”