My Wife Is A Superstar Novels & Stories

She said she would work to earn funds for my research. Within a year, she had doubled the company’s revenue. On the day we got married, she passed my parents a prenup. “Mr. Taylor, thank you for your sponsorship and mentorship. “Pete and I truly love each other. I’m willing to work for the Taylor family forever without taking a single cent.” She had declared that with such conviction that it moved my parents. My parents helped her set up a new company and even funded it for a while. On the day her company got listed, Bella rented out the highest floor of the tallest building in the city. We held a grand wedding that was widely reported in the news.

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

I never break my rules. Not for money. Not for loyalty. And certainly not for anyone else’s wife. Yet here I was, standing in a room where power whispered from every corner. The polished mahogany tables gleamed under soft chandeliers, men in tailored suits whispered deals, and yet all I could see was her. Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me.

Damien stared at the shards, then laughed—a sharp, humorless sound that echoed against the walls. "Why am I just finding out" he muttered in a deceptively soft voice "She signed up for a husband lottery" Red hurriedly answered “A husband lottery?” he said incredulously. “You mean that show for bloody washed-up whores, desperate women, and social leftovers?” His laughter grew colder, harsher, carrying with it an edge that made Red flinch. “I wonder which category she fits,” he muttered, almost to himself. Red didn’t respond, silently waiting as Damien took another long pull from his glass.

Raina snapped, "You can't marry Elara!" I raised an eyebrow, a mocking laugh slipping from my lips. "And who exactly are you to say that?" "Your wife!" Raina shot back. "In our previous life, we were happy! We had a perfect family! Everyone envied us! We were the couple people couldn't stop talking about!" She'd finally said it out loud—the secret that she had come back in time too. I burst out laughing, as if I'd just heard the biggest joke of my life.

Marcus As we climb the grand marble staircase leading into the venue, an immense wave of pride washes over me with Sarah secure on my arm. She is, without a single shadow of a doubt, the most breathlessly beautiful woman in this entire room. Tonight, I get to officially introduce her to the upper crust of New York society as my Wife. It doesn't get a damn bit better than this. Looking at her, I feel an absolute high that nothing could possibly ruin.

Edna Farley said, a bit upset about how unbothered Stella Harris looked. Stella Harris then went close and whispered in her ears smiling. "That's your damn problem." she said and turned to Kira Lopez. She then held her assistant with a smile on her face and left. The people around took pictures of them and uploaded it on social media. When Stella Harris got outside, she saw her husband's car parked at one angle. Immediately, she headed towards him. When Chris Morgan saw her coming, he smiled. This was his beautiful wife. He couldn't believe how stronger she was getting everyday.

but I thought if this is same than she will surely meet me and introduce herself even I she is my ishu she will definitely not call me everytime sir sir blah blah. I open my eyes and went toward balcony and stand up there. And see it's stars and moon but it's little cloudy and windy even why not it's monsoon season her favourite. I close my eyes there and feel that air that cold breeze so child her innocent face come. I thought my mom is very stubborn if she decided to marry me with someone I know she will but I don't what should I do umm my mind speak up "idea I tell the girl no to this marriage bcoz I love someone else and if you marry Me. I don't give that love you deserve. Which a wife w

Karma seemed to have quickly returned to him. "I won't tell you who it is," I replied casually. "By the way, I heard that many male celebrities are interested in you, Ma'am Yongsann. Why didn't you become an actress?" "I don't like the chaotic world," I replied. Our setup with this annoying husband of mine, who's also recognized as her singing partner, was already too chaotic. Did I want to make it even more complicated? No, thanks! "Who could your celebrity boyfriend be, huh? I'm curious. Grantt, don't you know who it is?"

They were just kids who happened to know each other. Growing up, she knew his talent for singing early on. And at that time, she knew that he was meant to shine. He was born to be a superstar. She sincerely rooted for him. She was his fan. And now, she's going to be his wife. How ridiculous is that?! And just by seeing his handsome smirking face, her brain went haywire. 'What in the good novel is this?! I'm marrying my superstar idol! Damn am I so blessed?!