Naruto Wife Novels & Stories

Musa started but shut up after seeing the murderous look on his pretty wife's face, " okay okay I am sorry you were looking so pretty in pictures and I just carelessly send them to myself and I just remember now my love that you have saved my name in your mobile as " Rana Tigrina" how dare you wife?" Nayyab gasped in shock and gulped as her husband dangerously moved towards her with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

The bond which went through all thick and thin situations but survived every stormy weather. They never broke, never left and this is what makes everyone envy them. They all were individually perfect in themselves and were strong enough to fight with the world. But whenever they were together their power tripled and seemed like the "Great wall of China", unbreakable and stronger. Karan on the other hand, was sulking and scowling as his wife not even for once called him back or texted. He loathes Krish for snatching his wife's attention toward him. He felt like flying to Australia and having her all to himself but it wasn't possible and this made him more frustrated.

) “ああ、そうです、彼女は私の妻です。私たちは結婚式からここに着きました。それは私たちの新婚旅行です。” (Ā,-sōdesu, kanojo w* w*tashi no tsuma desu. Watashitachiha kekkonshiki kara koko ni tsukimashita. Sore w* w*tashitachi no shinkon ryokōdesu.) (ahh yes, she is my wife. We just got here from our wedding. It's our honeymoon.) Nicholas glanced at his wife and smiled proudly and Zane could only discern that they must be talking about her, so she could only politely smile at them.

“Don’t lay your hand on her again, little sister. Do you hear me? Narra is my wife, and I will handle my marriage with her the way I want.” “I see,” she scoffed. “If she doesn’t raise our parents from the dead, she will join them,” she huffed before she walked away.

He stepped forward, leaning over my desk with the kind of audacity that begged for retaliation. “Don’t start playing the victim,” he said, venom lacing every word. “What did you think would happen? You locked her up and ignored her, Ryuu. What the hell did you expect?” The roar that escaped my throat was unrestrained, volcanic. I rose from my chair so quickly it screeched against the floor. “She’s my wife!” Nitta laughed—a cold, biting sound that sliced through the air like shattered glass. “Wife? You sound like a damn child.”

To tell the truth, this is a very lengthy tale. "Seems like I can finally have that dance, Mr. Monroe." Fucking no! Hell fucking no! I didn’t do anything more than just stand there and give Hinata a look that said, "Don’t you fucking get the message," and then I walked away. I found myself walking toward Mr. Suzuki, the man who fucking needed to call his children into order. My wife is the target of one of them, while I am the target of the other.

he said, twisting the wine in his left hand. The woman placed her wine on the nightstand near the bed, then moved back into the firm arms of the man. Holding his head against his breast. "You should thank your vain wife, Lucas," said the woman who was none other than Nara Ayumi. Lucas gave a faint smile at Nara's words as none other than his wife. Giving Nara a quick kiss on his lip and saying," whatever you ask me to do dear," he said with a broad smile on the woman in front of him.

He looked at my jeans and grey shirt and said nothing, which was worse than if he'd said something. "It's a park. With a sick woman and a three-year-old." "And Elias." "Stop saying his name like that." "Like what?" "Like it means something." Jonah looked at me with the patience of a younger sibling who had been waiting years to be right about something. "Mara. You ironed that shirt." I had ironed the shirt. It was a simple shirt. I iron things sometimes. "Get out of my kitchen," I said. He smiled and stayed exactly where he was.

"There is no fate between us. Maybe we will meet a few years earlier, and it may be a different ending. But I can't let my wife down." "She is very good and loves me very much. She is very loyal to me." "I don't want it!" Miyamoto Meihe cried and her big tears fell from her eyes. I pitied her. "I don't mind... I just like you. Why don't you help me?" Yang Xiao sighed and said, "But I don't mind handing over my body and mind to my wife. It's not a good thing for you to be so persistent. Instead, it will hurt you."

she asks with sadness, looking towards my wife but why is she calling Saanvi Tanya? "I will explain all of this to you later," my wife whose real name I still don't know, looks around with hesitation and whispers in my ear. I frown and look at her confusingly but with the crowd around us, I feel it best to not question her here itself. "So, I have a niece now?" my wife screams with so much excitement that it is hard to believe that she couldn't even stand a few hours ago. Akshit nods at her, smiling at her behaviour and I feel a small pinch of jealousy flare inside me. I wrap my arms around my wife's waist and hold her close to me. She either ignores it or doesn't notice it but Akshit looks