My Gorgeous Wife Novels & Stories

It's the title of a land and a house, plus a picture of a dream house she painted five years ago. "Wow! It's beautiful." Upon saying this, her eyes are staring at her ex-husband. "Did you really make this? I thought—" "Yes, all you see is named under you. It's a gift after our marriage has been broken." "Thank you. How could you do this? The last time I saw this lot, it was an abandoned building." "Never mind asking my process of finishing it as long as you're happy. All is well for me." She nods at once; out of happiness, she hugs him tight with teary eyes. There's a love inside that activates now. Is it both of them?

Ryan immediately stopped him and grabbed him by his collar as he said to him, "Don't you dare to touch her. She is not yours. She is mine. She is my officially wedded wife." Jack started laughing and said to him mockingly as he brushed aside his hands and got himself free from his grip, " Well, I'm sorry to say that your officially wedded wife is my mistress." Everyone was dumbfounded hearing his ridiculous words as they looked at him with disgust. Nichole started crying and Ryan who had been holding back his anger till now lost his temper and threw a punch in his face and said to him in a fierce tone, " Dare you to say that again."

I try changing the subject, so as not to increase her suspicions " Can we go?" I ask and she nods in approval " See you later mom" I say before ushering my wife out The drive to the event was quiet with me stealing occasional glances at her. I can never say this enough, my wife is beautiful. Her smile angelic, even her frown is cute. Today she looks absolutely breathtaking in her velvet dress and mild makeup. He hair is made into a nice ponytail and around her slender neck rest a small, yet expensive jewelry, that screams of elegance.

I want to make her my Luna and be a family. *** Brad *** My beautiful wife sleeps next to me. My wife! I have a wife. And not just any wife, Halle Morales is my wife! She looks so peaceful that I feel awful to have to wake her. Maybe I wore her out too much last night, and that thought makes me smile. Last night was amazing, the connection and electricity between us seems to have magnified with the strength of our vows. I can hardly believe it: Halle is my wife, my beautiful, sexy and strong wife.

It still didn’t change the fact that I, in fact, am a proud wife of my husband, Austin Hook. …. A/N: Oh my goshhh! That’s so cute(⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠).

“We are strongest together. That’s what he’s attacking. Not just our company….us. So we fight as us. Not just business partners. Husband and wife. Mom and Dad. Family.” Bella looked at him and saw the man she fell in love with years back and still the same one she is in love with now, the one who stayed, the one who tried, the one who loved her even when things were hard. Some of the tightness in her chest loosened.

I was just about to enter my husband’s office when I heard his voice through the door, “She’s okay, as far as housewives go, but not stunning enough to take to events.” I heard his best friend, Liam’s voice respond, “Are you crazy? Dude, I would kill for a wife like her. She’s beautiful, smart, and her life revolves around you. Sorry, but I think you’re going blind.”

I ended the call and immediately did some research online and still found nothing at all, someone must have taken down everything. "Baby is everything okay?” I heard my wife's voice and I quickly canceled the search, turned around, and wore a smile for her, "Not at all my love, you missed me?” I hugged her and she nodded her head saying, “Yes, I missed you, I thought you left me.” "No baby, you know I love you so much.” "Wow so cute.” She added caressing my face. "What's cute? Tell me?” “Your oceanic blue eyes, it's so charming you know and when you call me baby, your deep sexy voice turns me on easily.” She smiled kissing me.

Grabbing her chin, I force her to look at me, “My sweet, beautiful, Ellie. Don’t hide from me.” “How can you say that I’m beautiful?” Ellie asked. I lightly run my fingers over Ellie’s thigh, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve met Ellie. I love when the sun hits your hair, and you can see the golden strands. Your eyes are always soft.” “You had women more beautiful than me,” Ellie replies. I shake my head, “That’s impossible. You have models jealous of you.” Ellie blushes, “They are jealous because I’m married to you.”

A deal he’d sign to get more money. “Ms Morris. All those words of your beauty don’t do you any justice. You are exquisitely gorgeous.” Stefan cheekily pecked my hand. My skin tingled with uneasiness. “My pleasure,” I mumbled low enough for him to hear me. Gently, he lowered his gaze upon me, his eyes traversing my form. I could sense a glimmer of admiration as they beheld the dazzling, resplendent dress that gracefully adorned my silhouette. It fed the essence of his masculinity, affirming his conquest of my hand in marriage. Yet, within me, an ember of disdain flickered, for I resented the notion of becoming nothing more than a mere trophy wife in his eyes. The opulent gems weighing upon m