My Lovely Wife Novels & Stories

I have lived this long without being a wolf and I can survive a bit longer without it. We head back towards the party and I see my beautiful wife standing beside my great uncle Zachary, talking quietly. I grin at the word wife, feeling a rush of happiness and love. She is my wife. My mate. I move across the room, through the milling crowd of people to get to her. Coming up behind her I slip my arms around her waist and whisper in her ear. “Want to get out of here, wife?” She looks over her shoulder at me and smiles. “Yes!”

"My grandfather is in his sixties. He has been with my grandmother for more than half of his life. He has always been in love with his first love. When he heard that his first love had passed away, He almost couldn't catch his breath and fell ill. He became a medicine jar. Back then, my father. . . He walked his old path. My mother was so innocent. . . She became a chess piece for the marriage alliance and kept her duty in check. She worked hard to hold the family, but she still couldn't resist the provocation of her father's sweetheart. In a fit of anger, she got into a drunk driving car accident. He left me, and now. . . Do you think I will walk the same path again?" Minlan's entire body w

He finally answered. There’s nothing more than she’d want more. She is happily married. She has a loving husband and a great son, lives in a beautiful house, and has a fulfilling job that she wouldn’t exchange for the world. No one is perfect. Thus, no life is perfect too but her whole life has been bliss since she met Jack three years ago. “Mommy.” Elias was holding his stuffed toy. His hair was messy and he was trying to open his sleepy eyes. “Did Daddy leave already?”

His love for his wife is evident in the way he cherishes and values her, making her feel secure and appreciated. Lola, with her nurturing nature and radiant smile, was the heart of their home. She brought warmth and tenderness to every interaction, creating an environment where love could flourish. Her love for her husband is evident in the way she cares for him, always finding small ways to show her affection and support.

After the kiss is over, I whisper in her mouth, "I can't wait to make love to you, my wife." My wife giggles and pulls me to her despite her blush, and we kiss again. After the kiss, that leaves us breathless. Isabella caresses my cheek and smiles at me. Her smile is just too beautiful. It makes my heart full with love. "Hello husband," she whispers to me. "Hello my wife, Isabella Remington ”

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.

“Lauren Ke… I mean, Lauren Astor.“ “That happens. My wife needed the first six months to say my name with hers. Thank God she is good at this now.“ “I like your wife. She is an amazing actress.“ “That she is. Good at everything is her trait.” He smiled. “You still didn’t tell me whom you are looking for?” “My husband,” I looked around the room, sipping more liquor.

"You changed me, Adriana. You are not a monster, you are my wife and you have a beautiful heart. You are only saying this because you don't remember everything about you and I don't care if you don't remember but I want you to remember something, I love you." Ema stared at the good man for a second and had another flash. She sniffled and obeyed her instincts, Their lips locked.

Right then, the melody just appeared in my head. "My wife is my lucky charm. I swear I'll love her forever." Iris closed the video without expression and scrolled down to the comments. As expected. [Wow, he keeps mentioning his wife. This is insanely sweet!] [I counted. In nine minutes, he said "my wife" 199 times. That's true love!] [His wife is so lucky. I'm jealous. If I had a husband like that, I'd die happy!] The whole world knew Lionel was crazy about his wife.

"She looks happy, doesn't she?" "You make her very happy." He flicked a glance at Amy and back to their friends, shaking his head in disbelief. "That stunning woman is my wife. Still hard to wrap my mind around that. I don't think I ever will." Surprised by his candor, she leaned back on her hands. "Why's that? You're not exactly an ogre, Nate, and one only has to look at you to know you love her more than anything."