I Love You My Husband Novels & Stories

I am writing this letter as a token of my love to him, as a keepsake for him to treasure, and as a reminder of my commitment to us and our life together. "To my dear husband, I want you to know that I love you, ALL OF YOU, and I always will. I am committed to our marriage until death does us part. At times, in moments of deep frustration, I may have questioned otherwise, but that was my immature way of seeking love from you when I should have been looking for you to fill the void in my temporarily wandering heart.

She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.” Those words pierced her with a warm kind of pain. By then, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. She stifled a sob, bit her lower lip, and kept reading: “I love you, and I want to be with you—if that’s what you want too. Give m

told him with a laugh. I was shocked when he hit me on the head. "And you're still very happy? Our children are only 4 years old, what are you teaching them? Scarlet said annoyed to me. "I'm sorry, honey. It won't happen again, I love you!” I tenderly promised him. My son quickly left me and was playing with his Big Brother Zeke. My husband was about to leave when I pulled him closer to me so he quickly sat on my lap. I grinned, I hugged him so tightly that he fell asleep. "I love you dear, I'm sorry," I whispered to him. He faced me with a frown. I gave it a quick kiss so my husband started to smile. "How many times have I told you..." I laughed softly then tightened my hug around his wais

"How did you say -" “My daughter, please trust me. Hmm? ” Her Daddy gently stroked her hair. "If you're worried because you don't know each other, I'm telling you, he's a good guy. I saw how Katherine and Dominic raised him. I assure you that you can count on him too. ” "Daddy, Mommy, we don't feel anything for each other." They just smiled at her which surprised her. “Did you not feel anything for each other when you got married too? What if Ethan wanted something else? What if I like someone else? W-what am I going to do? ”

"You're just an Old Romantic aren't you.?" "Wife, I Love You. And in a while, I'm going to make love to you. But right now, I need to fuck you." His creamy voice is thick with lust, and my desire is rising to match. This is my husband. I love him passionately. And now we are together, forever. And I want him inside me, right now, with a feral passion I would not have credited before I knew him.

I heard Alex murmuring away, laughing, "Your wife is so cute." # . . CONTINUE Thanks to the loyal readers of my husband is gay. Your comments and ratings mean a lot to me. A little bit of information about this novel, I've actually written it on one of the Orange W. platforms and to introduce it to the outside world, I changed it to English. I hope this novel is also of interest there. Thank you again and don't forget to be happy

I said to him, telling that we are so mutual. He kissed my forehead and I just close my eyes. His lips stayed in my forehead as he was stroking my hair still. I love this man so much. God! He’s so clingy and yet he was so loving and caring husband and father. “I love you, my wife… I love you everyday and it’s indeed undeniable,” he said to me, lovingly. I heaved a deep sigh and smile at him. I don’t know what else to say. He’s so fucking loving and caring. I must say that I was the luckiest woman alive since I am married to him. And I will marry him again.

It had completely faded when Davy was in the picture, but now I could see life pulsing from there. I turned to my husband, his face bright like a diamond in the dark, and my lips pulled apart, smiling. There was no way I was forgetting this memory ever. “I love you, Anna Walton.” He said with so much sincerity that my heart squeezed. “I love you, Hale Davy Walton.” Resting my head on his shoulder, I closed my eyes, inhaling his scent whilst praying to whoever was up there watching us that he would make this marriage last.

“Sometimes, when you fall asleep on my chest, I stay awake just to feel you breathe. It reminds me you’re real.” I swallowed, a tiny ache blooming under my ribs. “You know, a normal husband's snoring. They don’t say things like that.” He grinned. “Normal husbands don’t get you.” I pressed my lips to the back of his hand. “Good, I never wanted normal, anyway.” ---

He said, sighing. “No, I want to hear you say it.” She pushed. Damon sighed, he couldn’t sugarcoat it for her anymore. It was time they stopped dancing around it. “I don’t love you. I mean, I used to and you know that. But that was when we were young. That was before you broke up with me and moved away from the country to pursue your dreams. I do not hate or blame you for that, but you took that love away with you.” “And then you came back a different person, and didn’t bring the love back. Sure, I was still attracted to you as well. But let’s not pretend it’s more than that. You have always known deep down that the love was gone.”