Sailor Moon Husband Novels & Stories

Muy involuntary marriage with that heartless Jinn. I stood up, walking across the holy fire holding the three-eyed monster's arm. My thoughts were all about Derek, the supreme leader of the jinns. He will finally be the supreme leader of all magical beings when he becomes a teenager. I am so excited to be the mother of the supreme leader. I will protect him, I will teach him everything about responsibility and honor. I paused as we took all the wedding vows, I had a feeling in my arms immediately after after I broke my marriage with Don and fixed the marriage with the three-eyed monster

She dropped her hand and said coldly, “Do you know who Serenity’s husband is?” She looked her son in the eyes and continued, “Do you think the man she suddenly married is really just an ordinary employee? Do you think you can compete with him because you’re the young master of the Lowe family? Shawn, you’re still too young. How can you fight with your love rival when you don’t even know his identity? “I’ll tell you then. The man Serenity married isn’t an ordinary employee. He’s the CEO of York Corporation. Don’t widen your eyes and look so shocked. It’s the truth. Serenity’s husband is the eldest young master of the York family.

His eyes drifted to my belly. "You need to take responsibility for this, Adam," I said, looking him in the eye. "You have to marry me." His lips parted. For a second, I got distracted with his red lips. Damn. I knew how good those lips were. "You're insane, Claire. How could you think of marriage when we don't even know each other?" I just arched my brow. "But you got me pregnant. You need to take responsibility for this." He let out another curse, then tilted his head upward. He looked at the night sky for a few minutes. I saw how his Adam's apple moved. "Fine. I'll father your child," he said, meeting my eyes. "But I won't marry you."

“Well, unfortunate. She’s fully booked.” Ariel elbowed him lightly. “Carl! Stop being childish.” “Childish?” Carl gasped in mock offense. “He was about to bury his shiny face in your neck, Ariel. Do you expect me to stand still and clap?” Wesley chuckled nervously. “Wait, wait… hold on. Did I just hear correctly? You’re married?” Ariel smiled warmly. “Yes. This is my husband.” Wesley blinked. “Husband?!” Then his jaw dropped further. “Wait, Adrian never told me! All this time I thought he was just your bodyguard!”

"Clara, there's something I need to tell you. I'm actually your husband." "What? I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian, did I hear that right?" "No!" He asserted. "Jordan is me, the man who married you a year ago." Clara let out a cynical laugh. "That's impossible! How can you claim to be my husband?" Adrian didn't answer directly. Instead, he fiddled with his phone, a distinct ringtone echoing from beside Clara's bed. "My phone..." Clara attempted to rise, reaching for it on the bedside table, but Adrian was quick to assist her, his touch gentle despite the disappointment that clouded her face as she saw the cracked screen.

Athena respected her daughter's decision. After a few days Nicole meet the last person she wanted to see. "What are you doing here Tristan?" "Do I need a reason to see my wife?" He replied. "Well in that case dear husband, I'm back! Or should I say Ryan Taylor, Adora's husband, I'm back!"

"Calvin is in a league of his own, honestly. He's fooling around with his mistress while his wife lies beside him. Talk about bravado." I stiffened. What did all those comments mean? Who was "Deedee"? Did they mean Dorothy? Then I remembered—Dorothy Sanders, the new intern at Calvin's company. She came by the house twice. She was slender and soft-spoken. I thought she was a well-behaved young woman. But what did she have to do with this silicone doll? More comments poured across my vision. "Laura's still in the dark. Poor thing. Her husband and his mistress are fooling around right next to her, and she still doesn't know!"

Her breathing became uneven. Everything that had seemed impossible three days ago was now becoming reality. The secret house. Sophia. Lily. The photographs. The missing memories. The anonymous warnings. And now someone claiming that the man she had called her husband for seven years wasn't her husband at all. A sharp pain pulsed behind her eyes. She squeezed them shut. Fragments of memories flickered through her mind. Rain. Screaming tires. A man's voice shouting her name. Not Daniel's voice.

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.

Tears freely flowed from her eyes. The door banged open. Revealing a shirtless man. He has long, dark purple hair, a sharp jaw, emerald eyes, and dark skin. Xia looked at him. She saw the man she longed to have in her life. This man is her husband. Ren Liu Wang is a great doctor and owner of first-class hospitals all over the country. The man is ten years her senior. Even though her attitude towards him was not favorable, the man continued to favor her.