My Husband Is My Love Novels & Stories

He seemed to be enjoying this little show as he leaned in on me the moment I hit the wall with nowhere to run to. "You don't know how to act as my mate?" he asked and then lifted his finger and caressed my lips "What do husband and wife do, Hazel?" I felt spell bounded. More than that, I wanted him to just take my lips already. Is it the concoction? Why do I want him so badly. I bit my lips before replying, "Husband and wife make love;we are not in love." He groaned, "Hazel, we don't have to be."

It was a little unnerving. Taking a breath, I reached out and gently cupped his face, locking eyes with him. “Marco… you’re my husband. The man I love. Whatever I had with anyone else before—it’s nothing compared to what we have now. Hudson’s just a coworker, and back then, I only considered saying yes because I was lonely. I wanted to feel loved. But then you came into my life and changed everything. You showed me what real love looks like. Marriage can’t work if it’s one-sided, and with you, it never is. I love you. I need you to trust me, the way I trust you.”

The emotion and love is so thick in the air that my knees become weak. “Harper, the first time we met, I fell deeply in love with you. I knew that you were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Every moment we have spent together since that day, my love for you has grown. My heart, my soul and everything that I am, belongs to you. You are the most amazing and perfect girl I have ever known. You make me happier than I ever thought possible and I feel truly blessed that you have agreed to be wife. So I make these vows to you in the presence of our closest friends and family, so that they may witness the promises I make. I solemnly vow that I will spend every day doing everything

"Love, only love. You love me, I love you. We don't need any else my sweetheart as... I am your husband, you're my wife. I am only yours and you're Only Mine." *****

"I love you and as long as you're with me, I'll wake up as the happiest and luckiest man in the world." "I love you, my husband."

The man I'm trying so hard to get over, my husband, the love of my life, is crushed. And once again, so am I.

Wrapping my hands around his neck, he drew me closer with his hands on my waist. “I love you, husband.” “I love you too, my perfect wife.” THE END.

I felt like I was getting intoxicated with his sweetness. I said solemnly, "Atlas, it's so good to have you by my side. I don't know what happened in the past, but I will remember that our journey together will be wonderful. I may have many friends of either gender, but there's only one person I love deeply, and that will never change." Atlas's hand cupped the back of my head, his index finger caressing my lips. "How can a husband not trust his wife?" I clung to his neck and kissed him.

he gently scrunched me in his arms. "I love you more my dearest husband" I confessed and stared at him directly in his eyes. We engaged in an adoring kiss for a long time before pulling out to catch our breath. We caressed each other for some time and it didn't take long for me to drift off with a pleased smile on my face. I understood the quote "The supreme of happiness of life consists in the conviction that one is loved" -Victor Hugo I felt blissful with Aaron by my side. Nothing seems difficult with him and as much as I love him, he loves me more. I'm blessed.

She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.” Those words pierced her with a warm kind of pain. By then, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. She stifled a sob, bit her lower lip, and kept reading: “I love you, and I want to be with you—if that’s what you want too. Give m