My Dreamy Old Husband Novel Novels & Stories

I noticed something amiss. So, I played along with my husband's story and casually asked, "Really? You were smiling awfully tender just now." Zachary Cole's gaze skittered away, refusing to meet mine. "The kid's got a sweet mouth. He kept calling me 'mister.' It's late. Get some sleep." He turned and walked into the bathroom before I could get a word in edgewise. After 10 years of marriage, I could read him like an open book. That moment of hesitation told me everything I needed to know. He was hiding something.

Then, all your problems will be solved," Bronson suggested, turning to Landon. Emma's face flushed with anger. "Uncle, who told you my husband can just hire a housekeeper whenever he pleases?" "Emma, why are you being so modest?" Bronson chuckled, crossing his legs. "Isn't your husband an executive? He's very successful, drives a Bentley, and wears designer clothes." "Just because I married a good man doesn't mean I've forgotten about my mother. My mom has sacrificed a lot for me over the years," Bronson sighed dramatically. "You know your father is good for nothing, only cares about himself.

Miles was standing downstairs, holding a huge bouquet of roses, waiting for me. I rushed through getting ready and ran down. He stumbled through his confession, nervous and awkward. Before he could finish, I held his face and kissed him. After we got together, he always put me first, always gentle and thoughtful. At the end of the dream, I even saw us growing old together. I was so startled that I sat up in bed all at once, my heart racing. "What a nightmare! Good thing dreams don't come true." I glanced out the window. The sky was just starting to lighten.

"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.

His words echoed in my mind, and I still was clueless about his motive behind marrying me. I lay my tired head on the headrest and closed my eyes. The day’s exhaustion got me, and I fell into a blissful sleep. But it was a temporary moment of bliss because my hot husband followed me into my dream. He appeared in my dream from nowhere and picked me up in his arms. I snuggled into his bare torso and moisture pooled between my legs when my body touched his. He lay me down in heaven and pulled me closer to his warm body. I inhaled his addictive scent, wanting to lick every inch of his body. How had I become such a needy bitch in my dreams? I thrashed to get free and escape from my dreams.

“Dream? You have me right here, husband.” That word—husband—still carried magic. Damon’s chest tightened at the sound, just as it had on the day she had said her vows to him. He opened his eyes slowly, those familiar dark orbs locking onto hers. For a moment, he simply stared, memorizing her face as though he still feared it might vanish one day. Then, a slow smile curved his lips, a smile so genuine it erased the last remnants of the man the world once feared. “And I still can’t believe I get to wake up to my wife every morning,” he said softly, reverently.

Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. THE MAFIA EMPEROR - Book Two Excitement blasted through my veins as I stepped into my husband's house. Our new home! I always wanted to be in New York before my wedding. But when I got married to him, I thought all my dreams would end in ashes. But he changed my thoughts and brought happiness to my life. There was no regret in my life now. It was only us. & Happiness! He folded his strong fingers around my hand and stepped into our room. The room was huge but different from our house in Hyderabad. It was a giant room and its walls were filled with his childhood memories. My eyes rested on a cute

Did the old lady just address the man as her husband? As if she read her mind, the old lady smiled, "Yes, I said your 'husband.' He is, isn't he?" Shot through the heart. Bullet to the brain. Fall from a forty-story building. The old lady killed her in a hundred distinct ways with that one sentence. Ladies and gentlemen, there goes her last chance of escaping the doomed marriage. She looked back at her new husband; his eyes were stern, cold. Anita knew in her heart he was about to detonate a bomb under what has, until then, been a successful bargain from her end. He was going to ruin everything.

And it made me really want to take a walk in the very iconic Old Town. "Now you know. I told you everything yesterday. You should understand how hard it is to be me. It's really not easy, Laurel. Before I married you, I almost married five women. But all failed." "Well... I guess I'm just being unlucky this time." I closed my breakfast with a cup of very creamy hot chocolate in my mug. My breakfast this time was absolutely perfect. Just ignore the annoying guy in front of me who keeps blabbering without touching his breakfast. He really is a persistent man isn't it when it comes to his will?

"You're my wife! Damn it, we're already married. We have kids; their names are Stacey, our eldest, Stella, our second, and Smael, our third born. Argh, I don't know. I don't know what to call that. Maybe it was just a dream, but it feels real. I even saw you burried—" That man. Everything was a dream to him, but I want him to punch him because why even did I die immediately in his stranglehold? He's annoying! But deep inside of me, it's like I'm being tickled. It was a miracle that he dreamed of me. When he woke up, I was really like his wife. When I walked out to him because of the irritation, I heard him screaming. I quickly went out and caught him sleeping again. When he woke up, he told