Sinbad Wife Novels & Stories

Sabrina breezes into the place like she owns it, waving at the staff and smiling at the other customers. “Hey, girls!” she calls out, showing me off to some of her rich friends, I suppose. “Look who I've brought with me—our new favourite person in the world, Rayne Everhart!” Some of them instantly recognize me. “Oh my God! You're Liam Everhart's wife!” One particularly bold woman with platinum blonde hair squeals. She's dressed like a living Moschino ad. Liam Everhart's wife... Right, I haven't got a name of my own.

“I'm surprised you didn't have a butler waiting for me with a red carpet.” “Done. Next time,” he joked. I burst into laughter as we hugged. “It's good to see you,” I said. “You too.” I heard a throat clear and almost jumped out of my skin when out of nowhere, his wife was right next to me, with a massive, fake looking smile on her face. “Remi, meet my wife, Sadie.” “Hi! Tristan can't seem to shut up about you. It's so good to finally meet you. I thought you'd be taller though.”

If their plan went their way, Nathaniel would no longer have control over her. A woman in a black dress approached them, a friendly smile gracing her face. "Leonard, you finally showed up at this event." "Clara." Leonard replied with a brief nod. Clara turned her gaze to Ariana, her eyes scanning up and down. "And who is this beautiful woman?" Ariana smiled faintly. "Ariana." Clara raised her eyebrows. "Ariana... Nathaniel's wife?" Leonard slipped his arm around Ariana's waist in a possessive gesture. "Not anymore. And soon to be his ex-wife."

I said, groaning at the idea that another man liked me "Funny, baby," she said I just shook my head as I introduced her to Roberto, "This is my wife, Sabine." He stretched out his hand, eager to shake hers, but I held him back. "No, you cannot shake her, I forbid it." My stormy expression made him shrink back as he withdrew his hand. " Oh, do not bother yourself, my name is Sabine, as he said, " my wife said, shaking his hand His eyes were on mine the entire time as I glowered at him, daring him to keep his hand in her for even a second longer

She loved her brother and needed him at that moment, more than she was willing to admit. “Thank you for everything,” she said softly. “And I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch.” “I’ve survived two pregnancies with Sandra and four book deadlines,” he smiled as she pulled out of his embrace. “That was nothing compared to her mood swings.” Sandra slapped him on the arm and hugged Sabrina tightly before stepping to the curtain to wait their introduction. “That was very nice,” she told her husband. “She needed you to tell her that.” “She’s a good kid,” he replied softly. “I just wish she was happy.”

I didn’t want to show her that I did feel like kissing her. “Are you ok? You look a little nervous,” I tell her, a little serious. She looked at me, a little confused. “Yeah, why did you do that? Is that what you do with all your gourds?” she tells me with some disappointment. “You can only have one mate for the rest of our lives, that woman will be our only Luna, the head of our pack, she complements our being, without her a wolf has no balance, the pack would have no balance, if a wolf’s mate dies, that wolf would be a solitary wolf for the rest of its existence,” I answer her with a lot of sincerity, since apparently, she believes that I am an inveterate womanizer, something that before I

She cursed herself and her body, for being so stupid and for reacting the way they did to his touch, not after the way he had abandoned her many years ago, and just when she thought she was back from the past and had moved on with her life he just appeared from nowhere. It has been over six years since James left her with his baby growing in her womb. Catherine has to work hard to care for herself and the baby she now nurses in her stomach. If only she could reverse the hand of the time, but then again she was left with a wonderful gift life can offer the gift of a son, She smiles to herself. Ellis her son, was the only source of her joy, her strength, and her pride. He has been her source o

“Jonathan Smith, she is my best friend first and your wife later. Don’t be presumptuous just because she loves you.” Mariana did not think anything was wrong with her statement. But Jonathan looked at her horrified and at his wife, whose shaking shoulders showed her merriment while she stayed quiet. “Say something!” He begged his wife. But unfortunately for him, she burst out laughing instead. Jonathan lay back on the bed, defeated. He stared at the ceiling, tuning out all of them. He was so lost in thought that he did not come to his senses until he felt a cooling sensation on his lips.

She said insincerely, "No! Go on and find yourself a wife while I select another husband." His eyes were ablaze with wrath. "Who's on your mind?" She stubbornly continued taunting him, "Why must I let you know? You have no right to meddle in my business!" "You're my wife. Who has the right to meddle if not me?" "Who's your wife? Do you know who I am? What's my name and age?" "Victoria Jameson, a few months into your 20th birthday on 18th February. I saw it all on the marriage certificate. You should stay away from Sebastian!"