My Gorgeous Wife Novels & Stories

Gavin grinned back, "I've always wanted to be a good guy." After a moment of silence, Max simply grinned and said, "Just so you know, she's not exactly single or childless." Gavin didn't appear shocked. Yes, she told me she was married while I was attempting to get to know her. However, given what I've heard, her spouse is a jerk. doesn't even treat her fairly. Evelynn is stunning and has a wonderful aura. Her husband is either blind or simply stupid if he doesn't see that. Gavin continued to speak without seeing that Max's face darkened next to him. Gavin only had fragments of knowledge, largely from Heather. Heather, whom he had met through Felicia, ended up venting to him when he attempte

The day dragged on like forever, and I was standing at the bottom of the stairs as I waited for my wife, and when she came down and took one step at a time. I was holding my breath as I gazed at my wife's beautiful face. I could no longer take it; I ran to meet her halfway by taking the steps two at a time, and my wife was giggling as she stopped in her tracks, and I took her hand and kissed her knuckles. "You are so beautiful, Meg." I mumbled as we walked together with smiles on our faces, and I felt so excited to take her to one of the finest restaurants in Astikoz, and I wished to make my wife the happiest woman all over the world.

JONATHAN'S POV: THAT SAME DAY: “Thank you, thank you so much, Sweetheart. This would have never happened without you.” I kissed my wife repeatedly on her forehead, cheeks, lips and neck and she giggled melodiously, looking so gorgeous. Whew…My wife is breathtaking. Even with little to no make up. “It's all you, love. You are so talented, passionate and amazing, it's only right you get your flowers and deal with whoever attempts to tarnish your image.” She spoke sweetly and I held onto her waist firmly, unable to wipe the smile on my face.

She scrunched her nose. He resisted the urge to kiss her. She was scarily well-equipped and seemed to be in total control. Jonathan was glad they were married. If they had a clash against each other, both would incur heavy losses with many collateral damages. “C’mon. I am getting late,” Jonathan coaxed his wife gently.

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.

In the evening when I came to my room I saw my beautiful and gorgeous wife standing there with a mesmerizing smile which could make any man fall for her but she's mine to love and cherish. She is mine and only mine. Next what she blurted made my heartbeat stop. Why are you doing this to me...................................

She flashed her husband a dazzling smile and said, “Honey, I am so blessed to have you as my husband. Your handsomeness makes me fall in love with you all over again. When you look at me with those beautiful ocean-blue eyes, I feel butterflies in my stomach. Every second I spend with you, my Storm feels like a dream. I love you with all my heart.” Storm sat up straight and kissed his wife passionately for a long time until they were panting. He looked at his wife with tenderness in his eyes and replied, “My stunning wife, when I am with you every moment, it is a treasure, and you fill my heart with true happiness. My Michaela, you are one in a million, and I am grateful to the Lord for bles

so tiny, can have so much hold on me. Gianna has given me everything, and if I could, I would fucking worship her because she changed my life. Unlocking the front door, I enter the house, and instantly I am greeted by the sight of my wife. Fuck, she never fails to leave me speechless with her beauty. Her face is free of makeup, and her long hair is tied up in a messy bun while she is wearing one of my t-shirts. My wolf pushes out his chest, fucking proud to see our mate in our clothes.

Matt furrowed his eyebrows, along with Kealey. "No, I was—" I tried to defend my reason for scoffing but he interrupted me. "Your wife is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She's literally glowing like the sun." What was his deal? He was going too far already. It didn't sound or make any sense to chant how beautiful your friend's wife is, did it? Indeed, Kealey was actually glowing. She was beautiful, gorgeous, whatever he said. Her skin was so smooth and glistening but he had no right to spell that so much.

I growled, frowning at her as my eyes snapped open and I glared at her just to get mesmerized as my eyes landed on her fully. My friend Darsh used to tell me how beautiful women look in traditional attire. He used to tell me how jewelry enhances a woman's beauty. He loves his wife very much and used to praise her almost every day. I called him an idiot But I never thought that I would also become the same idiot because seeing my wife dolled up like a traditional woman, believe me, my heart started beating fast. I felt heat rushing up to my cheeks and eyes, not getting tired of beholding the woman before me as I could only think of one thing; how lucky I became to have such a beautiful, mesme