Kat Timpf's Husband Novels & Stories

Karl said, “You didn’t answer my question.” Danielle replied to him, “What’s there to answer? You and I are a married couple that can talk about anything. As for Tim, he’s my brother-in-law and student. We have a lot to talk about too, but it can’t be compared to me and you.” Karl poked her forehead and looked dotingly at her. Danielle beamed at him. Karl said calmly, “My silly wife.” After staying for a little more than an hour, Timothy left.

He loosened his tie with a sharp tug. "What happened?" I asked, rising despite his earlier instruction to stay seated. "Tiffany Vergara," he spat the name like poison. "She brought a small army, demanding to know where Kane is." My blood ran cold. Tiffany—Kane's wife and the daughter of the powerful Vergara family—was as calculating as she was beautiful. I'd met her only twice at social functions, but both times she'd regarded me with barely disguised contempt. "What did she want?" I asked, though I already suspected the answer.

In their home, in the grand gathering area outside of the fortress, but within it's walls. The Lorekeepers, the Clutch Elders, Tomas the elderly priest who had married them, her parents, the Eastern Emperor and his family. All would be present. As these thoughts chased themselves across her mind, she stretched her body and reached for her husband. Husband. The very word made her smile. Her life had changed so much Tine had come into her life. Now, secrets were about to be revealed.

"what are you talking about ,man?!, Kelvin asked. Kelvin had now married; with which he really didn't invite alot of people to the wedding. Quickly, his wife came out from the kitchen to outside; she was preparing dinner for her husband and mother in law. Kelvin's Mom was amazed the raged Jeffrey brought in attacking his son. She called the security to come separate them, which they were successful but took a while to do that as it was an intense one. " why do you have to punch my husband, what guts?!, Kelvin's wife , Angie slipped. " you should ask your rapist of a husband, what he's done...the past will forever hunt him", Jeffrey gave this shade to Angie. Angie was paralyzed emotionally by

Camilla smiled that I thought was as fake as her husband. “Why not. Evenings with you are always fascinating.” Hayden’s gaze was still lingering when his lips curled in a smirk. “Speaking of fascination…” his orbs landed besides me and my body tensed. “Wouldn’t you introduce your wife, Theodore?” Instead of Hazel, my mother answered after beats of hesitation. “She’s Hazel, and Hazel, he’s Hayden, your husbands cousin and she’s Camilla, his wife.” She graced them with a tentative smile. Something dark and volatile emitted through me.

"Good evening, Sir. It's been a long time since you visited here, Mr. Kelley. And at that time you were with your sister, but now you're with your beautiful girlfriend." "Yeah, it's been a while since I've been here. But anyway, this beautiful woman here with me isn't my girlfriend." He said, placing his hand on my lower back. "Sir?" The guard seemed confused "Tim, this is Sophia, my wife." "Whoah! But we haven't heard you get married?" "Well, it's a private ceremony and we didn't announce it in public." "Ahh..." He said, nodding. "By the way, congratulations, Sir and mam Sophia."

Tim took another puff of a cigar, “Mm-hmm. Since you to getting married, come home and stay with us. You have been wondering outside for too long. Its time for you to come home. I am getting gold. I hope to have you guys by my side.” Kester front when he heard that. “Dad, I still want to make a name for myself outside.” Tim was taken back, but he still sighed deeply. “Alright! No matter what you do, I always support you.” Tim gave few more simple instructions before leaving. Author’s POV: Downstairs everyone was indigent. “Is Dad out of his mind? Kester married a second-hand woman. Not only did Dad not object, but he even prepared such an expensive gift for her.” Grace grumbled.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

Tim yelled my name and I turned to look at him. “You're my husband,yet in these three months, I've felt nothing but pain whenever I look at you,hell,you didn't even comfort me today,you didn't!” I screamed. Ophelia and Paul stood up and walked over to the door, accompanied by the attorneys. “When I want to discuss my parents' wealth, it'll be with my attorneys and not in your presence.” I stated vehemently. “We'll be back when you're calmer.” Ophelia said and they all walked out. Tim's phone rang and I noticed how he turned the screen so I wouldn't see the caller. I scoffed and walked up to him.

“Mom, it’s Dad.” My son, Nathan Lewis, pointed at something. I looked over and saw someone familiar. I was stunned. I saw my husband, Silas Lewis, get out of a Porsche. He wore high-end branded clothes, and every move he made exuded regality. A beautifully dressed woman got down from the front passenger’s seat. I had seen her before. Her name was Spring Taylor, and she had many fans simply because she was pretty. Silas put an arm around Spring’s waist and walked past Nathan and me.