Quotes About My Future Wife Novels & Stories

"We used to dream about the future, about the life we would build together. A cozy cottage by the sea, with a garden blooming with roses. We would sit on the porch, hand in hand, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of gold and pink. That would be our sanctuary, our haven of peace and love." I would nod, my heart brimming with happiness and anticipation. "Yes, Ethan," I would reply, my voice filled with unwavering faith. "That future is ours to claim. I believe in us, in the power of our love. We will create a lifetime of cherished memories, and nothing will tear us apart."

"Isn't it allowed for the future wife to make dinner for her husband-to-be?" Hearing that, Justin sighed and glared at Karina. "It’s only a fake marriage, don't ever think this marriage is real, please." "Whether it's fake or real, I'm still your future wife. Who knows if one day I'm your soul mate?" Karina said again, this time coming closer and placing the tray on the table. "Yeah, whatever," Justin grabbed the cold juice and gulped it roughly because he was thirsty. "My husband is very smart," added Karina, suddenly Justin who was drinking choked to spit out the juice that had entered his mouth. "Eh, my husband why?" Karina asked taking a tissue and wiping Justin's chin.

It soon became my new favorite best thing, and I kept catching myself staring at it. Wow. I'm someone's future wife. The man of my dreams future wife actually. I knew I wanted something deep with Trey but I wasn't sure what it was, and now I know. Long term marriage.

When we were done eating, I took a deep breath before launching into my prepared speech. "Zena, these past few months have been a whirlwind of emotions for us, and I want to add to that with something unforgettable." My heart raced as I continued, "You've given me the most precious gift, a glimpse into our future together, and I want to spend that future with you. There is no one else, on the surface of this earth, that I would rather do this with. Zena, I want you to do me the honor of being the one to hold you at your best and your worst, in sickness and in health. Will you marry me?"

I am the luckiest man alive, and I look forward to a happy future with my woman, my wife, the mother of my child, my lover and my soulmate. THE END!

I asked again, sounding so confused and worried at the same time. “For you two to get to know your future wife.” ...Did he just say future wife? Or did I mishear it? Because why the hell would he be mentioning me having a future wife when he already knew I am as gay as I can be? As my brain still couldn't fully process what my father had said, I dumbly asked him, "What did you just say? Did I just hear you talking about a future wife? If you did, then surely, the future husband wouldn't be me, right? Because I am as gay as fuck, so there is no way I am getting married to a woman. And aside from that, even if I were not gay, I am also still in college, studying, so why are we talking about ma

He promised. "I know. I trust you. And while the thought of marriage scares me, it also kind of excites me. I get this funny, weird yet beautiful feeling when I think about spending the rest of my life with you. Would it be weird if I said I already have imagined our future together? Both the good and the bad until we grow old, and when we look back, we would realise our lifetime wasn't enough to express our love fully, and we would wish that if there was a next life, we'd find each other and continue our love. I know, I sound stupid." I blushed. "Good thing I'm that stupid too because I've imagined that too, and I want it. I want you, I only want you, in this life and the next if there's on

“I’m not upset. “I want to be clear about that. “I only think, given everything you’re rebuilding, that your schedule should be something we manage together. “Both of us. “So there are no more… surprises.” He said the word gently, like a kindness. “Callum keeps the same hours going forward. “Thursdays included. “He’s very reliable.” “You’re telling me I can’t see him.” “I’m telling you nothing of the kind. “See whoever you like.” His hand found my shoulder. “I would simply like to know where my wife is. “That isn’t a cage, Anita. “That’s a marriage.” “Then what would a cage feel like,” I said, “so I know the difference.”

I feel like the luckiest person in the world, and the mere thought of our future together sends a delightful shiver down my spine. "Hey, Mr. Future Spouse," I murmur affectionately, my voice filled with tenderness. "Before long, you'll be my husband, and I can't wait to take your name as my own. The idea of sharing my life with you fills my heart with immeasurable joy. I am grateful beyond words that you said yes to me, that you see something in me worth loving and cherishing."

"You are my love, my light, and my future. I can't imagine marrying anyone other than you, and as we join together on this day I feel 100% confident in this match. There's no one else on earth I'd rather share my life with, and I'm so excited to be your wife. I have no doubts. I've known since the first time you kissed me that you were going to be mine forever. You are my one true love. I didn't believe in soulmates until I met you, but then you came along and changed everything. I thought life was good before you came along, but since we've been together I've been happier than I even thought was possible. You make me content. You even cured my previously insatiable need to wander and travel