My Life Is My Wife Novels & Stories

“That woman is my wife.” And my Life, he thought furiously.

I sighed happily, staring at that beauty sleeping in my arms, her peaceful expression filling my heart with joy. How could I be so lucky to have someone like her in my life? She was my rock, always there to support me and bring a smile to my face. Her presence made every day brighter, and I couldn't imagine my life without her. Jane, my wife and the love of my life, was the epitome of strength and grace. Her unwavering love and devotion had seen us through the toughest of times, and I knew that as long as we were together, we could conquer anything life threw our way.

But unfortunately, Jack was so manipulative and cunning that he couldn't help but helplessly watch Jack doing things on his own accord. "I am not interested in living in this shitty house as well, but my beloved woman wants to stay here, so I don't have any other choice except moving in here. After all, I am not married anymore, so it's not illegal for me to live with her. But if she agrees to come to my place, I will be more than happy to not live here with my enemy." Jack said as he put his hands in his pockets and waited for them to come to a decision.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

The wife had fallen, but no one helped her up there, only herself. Jester's mother walked out as poor Jane struggled to stand alone. Jenny later left because of not liking the scene. Jester was about to follow his mistress, but his wife stopped him. "I'm still your wife, Jester. Let her go," the wife said. The man stared at her deeply as if he already hated the woman. His head was already hot, as if he wanted to swallow her. "You have no role in my life, Jane, because my heart has long been dead to you. I hope you just died, so I don't have any more problems," said the man in a sighing voice.

Donald went on, “because I don’t think anyone has been. “You are, in the scheme of things that matter, a very small man. An entertainer. A face that gets recognised in restaurants and forgotten by the time the bill arrives. “I don’t say that to be cruel. I say it because I think somewhere in the last month you’ve begun to believe you’re something else, and I’d rather correct that now, gently, than watch you find out the hard way.” The street went on behind him. A bus. Someone’s dog. The ordinary indifferent world. “My wife is not a woman you get to have coffee with indefinitely,” he said. “She is fragile right now, in a way I don’t expect you to understand, and she is mine, in a way I very m

L, I guess we really are meant to be together. I had already prepared myself for the worst. Even so, each post felt like a sharp knife cutting into my chest. Every word left another wound that hurt. Someone commented under the post. [You’re so lucky. Let me borrow some of your luck! I hope I can meet my true love someday too.] Felix replied right away. [You will. Let me tell you a secret. My wife brings me luck! She has helped me a lot with my Firefly Project. It’s almost finished and will be announced soon. Maybe I’ll become someone the whole world knows then.]

“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.

As I turned to celebrate with my teammates, my eyes scanned the VIP section, searching for the two people who made my life complete. And then I saw them – Steph, my beautiful wife, holding our two-year-old daughter, Brittany, in her arms. Brittany's eyes sparkled as she waved at me, and Stephanie's face lit up with a radiant smile. I waved back, feeling my heart swell with pride and love. The cameras clicked away, capturing the moment, but I didn't care. I was too busy basking in the joy of this perfect moment. As I gazed at my little family, I thought to myself, "My life is perfect. I've got my world with me – the people I love, the game I love, and the success I've worked hard for. What mo

Liam looked deep into her eyes, his voice a gentle whisper, "Welcome to my life, wife." Rose's laughter filled the room, a melodic sound that brought joy to Liam's heart. She nodded, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I'm glad, my husband," she replied, her voice carrying a mix of love and playfulness. In that moment, as they stood there, coffee cups forgotten, Liam couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He was blessed with a love so pure, a partner who brought light into his life, and a future filled with endless possibilities.