My Wife Novels & Stories

My wife, Ivy York, has an avid suitor named Chester Sullivan, who claims to have transmigrated into a book for her. Even though Ivy has rejected him 99 times, he doggedly continues to pursue her affections. Then, during his 100th attempt, he's severely injured while rescuing her from a traffic accident. He looks at her desperately and pleads, "Ivy, please love me just this once. I really won't survive without your love." She remains expressionless. She just coldly instructs someone to send him to the hospital. "Samson Child is the only person I'll ever love. You're not worthy," she tells him. Later, I get into an accident and end up in critical condition

"Recently, I was shown a different way to measure a life." The room had gone quiet. "Some of you have been kind enough to wonder about my marriage." I let that sit, letting them feel the weight of their own gossip. "So let me answer it. My wife is the best thing to happen to this family in a very long time. She reminds us to listen." A murmur went through the room. A few heads turned. "She has done more for this house in six weeks than I managed in six years. And if anyone here has a problem with how she dresses, they may take it up with me. Directly."

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!”

I shouted. “Its Jana!” My eyes widen when I saw my wife at the door. "Wife!" "Hi there husband." She said then smirked

Sophie's outspoken nature was not very good for my wife's sensitive nature and so I had to warn her at once. My own words echoed in my head. She is Crystal Adrien Russell. She. Is. My. Wife. A frown on her face makes my blood boil. Boy, I was in trouble. I couldn't decline anymore that I was falling for my wife. Hard.

She says, smiling at them. “This is my wife. Now you can give her all your praises.” Edward said, sounding very pleased. “The party was so beautifully decorated, and I’m honoured ro have experienced being surrounded by such non living beauty, even if the abstract art seem to come to life sometimes.” “Oh really? The pleasure was and still is mine, Mrs Shaw, thank you very much.” Edward’s wife says with a large smile to Natalia and sends a cropped version of her original smile to Wendy. Natalia, noticing the tension quickly speaks up. “My husband is waiting for us. We have to go.” She smiles.

She walked up to a table and took a seat beside a couple in their late fifties. “I haven't seen Mr Sullivan around,” His wife said while looking around. “Richard Sullivan?” The wife nodded. “Yes, he'll be given a speech but why isn't he around yet?” “Probably he's in any of the rooms upstairs. I want to use the restroom, I'll be right back.” The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom.

My wife. Bruce walks in he looks at me in surprise, I can see he's trying to see her face, I take the blanket from look at him while frowning he basically ran out of the office... I throw the blanket over her, move her golden blonde hair... How does this woman look adorable and so damn sexy at the same time. This woman is my Flippen wife. And I'm so damn proud...

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She warns me as she walks out. I sigh as I shake my head at how turned on I am right now. My wife is a little tigress!