Loving Wives Novels & Stories

Continuing to look away, he gets a robe. “Is this something you needed to check off your checklist? Is this how low you think of me and our marriage?” He handed her the robe. “Cover yourself up. Please.” “What are you saying, Nikolai? You said you play husband and wife. Well, here we are. What kind of married couple doesn't sleep with each other?” “The kind that stays married even if one of them wants a divorce. You would be surprised how many married couples don't get to have a happily ever after, Isobelle. We'd simply be another non-significant addition to that statistic.”

Keerthi smiled, looking up at her husband,loving the small smile that played on his lips, the slight curiosity his eyes displayed,she brushed the hair falling into his eyes,"I think we've come pretty far." Vikram laughed,his arms going around her waist. "You know?" "What?" "I really love you,a lot." Vikram gave his wife a tender smile,"I know that,darling. I love you too,more than you can imagine",he dipped his head,kissing her warm mouth,their lips communicating to the other what words could not. ~THE END~

Was she going to be a good wife and mate to her husband ? Understanding what was going through his bride’s mind, Lex, like an understanding and caring mate that he was, took his beautiful wife’s tiny hands in his and kissed her knuckles. Almost all she-wolves in the crowd swooned and crooned at that loving gesture, envy and wishful thinking running across their minds to get such a loving mate too.

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

“You should know something about my home, Violet. Wolves-Heaven isn’t kind to outsiders. Especially new wives.” Her eyes flicked toward me, wary. “Don’t act like you care.” A smirk curved my lips. “Of course I don’t,” I said. “But you should know… I already have three wives.” The color drained from her face, though she masked it quickly, turning away. “They’re beautiful,” I added lightly. “But vicious. I doubt you’ll last two months before they tear you apart.” Her voice came out soft, trembling. “Then why bring me there?” she asked, still staring out the window.

"But you are still my wife, Riana. So you have to do what I say!" "Wife? You said I was a stranger and now I'm a wife, which is true?" Riana clutched at her chest to hold back the pounding in her heart. "We're still husband and wife, but you're still a stranger." Reynald scratched his non-itching head, actually confused by the answer that came out of his own mouth. "Husband and wife are not strangers, but two pairs of lovers living together for life, facing joys and sorrows together and treating each other with heart. A wife is to be loved and treated warmly, not a punching bag that can be hit all the time!" Riana pointed out.

Their eyes speak of their desire for each other that until now keeps burning them. "Love and desire in marriage don't end once you have children. It strengthens it more. You cherish your wife more for giving you little humans who look exactly like you and for every sacrifice she does. Not to mention how their gorgeous body change while bearing your heirs" glancing at his cousins, Vasili seriously mutters until his gaze returned to Lia. Lia and Arah share a playful surprised smile while enjoying the charade of their husbands with their cousins. "You would know once you fall head over heels for someone special" Luther added, looking so victorious from Vasili's support.

I’m just your wife…" Sophia’s POV: Yes, I’m only a wife on paper. Legally bound, but not in the way we live our lives. Seven years have passed… and nothing has changed between us. Except that I no longer need to work to fund my studies or feed my family. I live in a beautiful home and no longer fear my father, who does nothing but drink and hurt people.

"You're doing this, and we're getting married tomorrow. A Loving wife you chose and it, you will be." "And I hate late replys" Liam growl, making me flinch. "So, what are you saying?" He asks again. I slowly nod. "I understand words better," He adds, and it somewhat sounds threatening. "I… I'll be your wife" I shut my eyes as the word leaves my mouth. "You already are" He scoffs, "I added the loving part for a reason." He moves my hair behind my shoulder. I am suddenly hit with a hicup, "I'll your loving wife" I say.

He kissed her then, so tenderly and lovingly that the act almost brought tears to her eyes. "See, this is why I don’t understand. How can I forget a man like you? All the love and attention you shower me with, has to be the reason I married you. You are the only man that shows me what it means to be loved. You melt my heart, soul, and body. I'm sure most people in life don’t ever experience it. If they had, they would understand without question why I’m happy to be your loving wife"