My Husband My Savior Novels & Stories

“Sometimes, when you fall asleep on my chest, I stay awake just to feel you breathe. It reminds me you’re real.” I swallowed, a tiny ache blooming under my ribs. “You know, a normal husband's snoring. They don’t say things like that.” He grinned. “Normal husbands don’t get you.” I pressed my lips to the back of his hand. “Good, I never wanted normal, anyway.” ---

Not just for your body, but to add more value into your life,’ my husband was interrupted again. ‘How are you able to resist me? No man has ever resisted me, even most well-known pastors like you?’ She asked. 'That is because she saved me,' my husband whispered. 'Excuse me, who saved who?' She asked not knowing what my husband just whispered meant. ‘Well, it is by God's grace, and the personal decision I took for the sake of the love my wife showed me,' my husband told her.

To support Gavin Cooper’s work, I waited in our first-floor home with our son, who was burning with a high fever, while the hurricane raged outside. Yet as the head of the local emergency response team, he gave the last remaining life ring to his childhood sweetheart, Wendy Harper, on the tenth floor. When I voiced my dissatisfaction, he berated me over the phone. “Luna, you’re my wife. I can’t abuse my position for personal gain. I have to set an example. “But Wendy is different. She’s a widow raising a young daughter, so I have a responsibility to make sure they’re protected.” Once again, his argument about putting the greater good first won me over. That was until the floodwaters swallowe

“When Elias pulled you from the shore, you weren’t moving. Barely breathing. Your skin was like ice. We wrapped you in blankets, lit fires, did everything we could.” “Who’s Elias?” “My husband,” she replied with a faint smile. “He found you.” I turned my face toward the ceiling, blinking back tears. “You saved me.” She reached out and gently brushed some hair away from my forehead. “We did what anyone with a heart would do.” “Most people wouldn’t,” I whispered. “Well,” she said softly, “then most people need to learn how to be human again.” “I still don’t understand. I was on a plane… there was an explosion…”

Then Lisa started saying "I, Lisa Holmes, take Carl Black to be my husband. I promise to be true to you in good times, in sickness, and in health. I will love and honor you all the days of my life." Then the priest turned his gaze to Carl Black and asked him to take the vow. Carl Black smiled widely and looked at Lisa lovingly. He then took the vow "I, Carl Black, take Lisa Holmes to be my wife. I promise to be true to you in good times, in sickness, and in health. I will love and honor you all the days of my life."

“Khalid, wake up! Please!” Terror flooded me, sharp and visceral. Despite everything—the neglect, Natasha, the hidden pills, my growing independence—this man was still my husband. The one whose whirlwind romance had once made me believe in forever. Tears blurred my vision as I fumbled for my phone on the coffee table and dialed emergency services. “Help! My husband collapsed. Penthouse at The Langford Tower. He has anxiety and blood pressure medication—yes, I’ll stay on the line.”

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

He said as if to remind her. "I'm sorry my staff probably wasn't able to locate where to send the invites, they probably didn't think you'll be interested to go. My apologies." She said. "No problem." He replied but his gaze is lock with the man on her side who holds her protectively. " Honey this is Mr. Harvey, Robert Harvey that is., a friend of mother. Mr Harvey this is my husband Tristan Hewitt." The two man lock eyes on each other. One a little bit older, another two decades younger but both have strong personality. Both are successful in their chosen field, both are good looking that are being chased and desired by women.

I need to gain my own freedom. 'My sweet sweet mate. You're my savior, thank you for putting up with me for so long and for being so patient. I love you and Maddox always. No matter who wins, no matter what happens please remember that this was my choice and I have to do this.' I reply.

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"