Husband And Wife Romance Novels & Stories

"Shall we go inside?" She gives me a sidelong glance before nodding. "You've come a long way. You'd better keep it that way." She sighs. "Now if only you could choose someone decent..." I ignore her words as I walk inside with her. She's never liked Kass, but that doesn't matter to me. In the end, who I marry is my choice, and I love my Kassandra Thorn more than anything in the world.

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

I shifted a sly glance at Jeanne, who gave me back a confused look. "You can have your annulment," I began, and the man let out a sigh of relief, "But not until the third of January." He froze, "Excuse me?" "Well, the thing is, I need a husband for Christmas," I winced at the look on his face, "And New year." "Not interested." He deadpanned. "And you already happen to be my husband," I braved on. "Not for much longer." "You won't have to do anything. Just show up for a few days, and wear a smile. Or not. Christmas in my hometown is amazing and I promise you won't regret it." I said with a hopeful smile.

I was admitted to Tenebris University, and after graduation I joined your father's company and met you again. "In the end, we even fell in love and got married. You and I managed the company side by side and even had a child together. Those memories feel so vivid that they blur the line between dream and reality for me. How could the beautiful future I dreamed of turn out to be the complete opposite of reality?" Queenie started to break down, her shoulders trembling. She buried her face in her hands and wailed. "Why did this happen? Why did things end up this way?"

"And I promise, you will never have a reason to regret this decision." Damon chuckled darkly. Call him stupid, but he already regretted the marriage, and everything in between, even down to this conversation they were having. Giving the woman hope of a blissful marriage that might never actually exist. Wasn't he just a sore loser? "Well, getting over those sore talks, would you hurry up and come make me a nice little breakfast?" He held her waist, and put his chin on her shoulder. Riya giggled at his behavior. "Of course. It's my duty as your wife to satisfy all your desires." She pledged.

I'm glad nobody knows that we seek to make each other suffer. After setting the table, I called in the minister and my husband. "I can see now that you guys are in a springtime of love." The minister's wife said. "What's the springtime of love?" The minister asked. "It's a season when couples can't stop pouring out their love." She answered. "Venessa told me about it." Martin held my hand. I wanted to push his hand away but I smiled at the minister and his wife. "Venessa, what do you like most in your husband?" The minister's wife asked.

continued Dika, who received a serious look from Eka. "Heum, I don't think so, Om. We ..." "What are we, honey? We just did that, after two weeks of marriage? Then, what does it matter? Well, who knows, God, you already believe, right?" "Yes, Om," Eka replied briefly and she leaned her head back on Dika's shoulder. *** How romantic this couple is. The wife is spoiled, while the husband is understanding.

Adhyayan, who was admiring his wife hugged her from behind and whispered, “I love you, my Precious wifey. We will form a beautiful rainbow of our lovely emotions as we will grow together.” Anvesha turned to him with passion in her eyes and smiled as she confessed, “I love you too, my adorable husband. We will definitely enjoy every moment of our life together.” Adhyayan smiled as he whispered, “You know, I always fantasized of kissing my wife high up in the air”, and slammed his bow-shaped lips onto her rose-petal like ones. The romantic kiss thousands of meters above the ground promised togetherness and undying love of Adhyayan and Anvesha for each other.

Her voice trembled with tenderness as she whispered, “I love you, my husband.” He pulled her against him so tightly she could feel the thunder of his heartbeat beneath her cheek. “And I—” his voice cracked, filled with reverence, “I love you far more, my sweet, beautiful wife. You’ve made me the happiest man alive.” Later that night, the library became a sanctuary bathed in soft lamplight and the silvery glow of the moon spilling through the tall windows. The distant hum of the house, family laughter fading into night felt like another world entirely. Here, there was only the quiet, the warmth, and the unspoken promise of love that bound them.

“Leonardo Romano, do you take you Avena… I mean do you take Aurora Florence Russo to be your loving and faithful wife?” “I do” “And you Aurora Florence Russo, take Leonardo Romano to be your loving and faithful husband?” “I do” “By the power vested in me by the church, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride” Leonardo looked into his wife’s beautiful eyes and knew from that day onwards that she was always meant for him just as he was meant for her. And with one last action, Leonardo’s lips touched onto Aurora’s lips and just like that they knew that it was love.