Sweet Impact Wife Novels & Stories

"And then — then — he races to Zurich. He shows up at that reception in a tuxedo, and I think, okay, he's finally moving on, he's finally here, he's finally going to be the man I need him to be. And what does he do? He finds you. Again. He follows you across an entire continent to find you, and now he's lying in that bed with his back broken and his hands shredded because he jumped into a raging river for you, and I’m standing here looking at the woman who has taken everything from me and I am supposed to — what? Be grateful?" She was breathing hard. The color had risen in her cheeks. Not the delicate pink of a composed woman, but the blotchy, uneven red of someone whose emotions had bypasse

She couldn't shake the feeling that her life was a lie, that she was trapped in a marriage that was suffocating her. As the evening drew to a close, Julian took Rory's hand and led her out of the ballroom. "I'm so proud of you, Rory," he said, his voice low and husky. "You're always so poised and elegant. You're the perfect wife." Rory felt a surge of resentment at his words. Perfect wife? Was that all she was to him? A trophy to be displayed and admired? But she pushed the feelings aside and smiled up at Julian. "Thank you, darling," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "You're always so charming and handsome. You're the perfect husband."

“You know what is meant by companionship? It's the celebration of the similarities and adjustment with the differences. I have no interest in hurting you. But he is the kind of a man that I would like to call a controllo. It's either their way or leave the way. These controllers can charm the pants off you at first, make you feel like you are the center of the universe but once they got you hooked, Bam! All those sweet words heard hitherto take a turning point ultimately to get dumped in trash.” Sophia smacked her lips. “Initially I thought just like you, that he had a heart incapable of love. I kept telling the world my husband is a dick. But relationships are a compromise. You can't find i

Maybe I just needed someone to hold me. “Don’t touch me, Maya,” he said, pushing me back. I blinked at him, dazed. “Bryan… I love you. I really love you.” “What is wrong with you?” he asked sharply. The woman stood up, crossing her arms. She looked at me like I was trash. “This your so called wife just drink my wige ,” the woman said with a smirk. “It was meant for me and you tonight. It had… something extra in it.” She laughed. “Looks like your wife is more desperate than I thought.”

Michaela smiled sweetly at her husband and said, “Honey, the Lord has come through for me by allowing us to find each other. You are my gift from the Lord. Every time I look at your eyes, I see the goodness of the Lord in you, my handsome husband. Thank you for loving me, my Storm.” Her husband pulled her in a tight embrace and replied, “Loving you is so easy, my stunning wife. Thank you for giving my heart a home. I promise to treat you as my treasure for the rest of my life, my sweet wife.” A few minutes later, Storm and his wife, Michaela, bid goodbye to the elders and left. Storm took her to the laboratory. He watched his wife as she was making the pills.

All of it is due to this adorable little boy who adores her beyond all measure. She was just too delighted and blessed to have a son like him. She went from being a weak, lone woman to a strong, self-sufficient mother in those five years, forgetting all of the pain she endured and the people who had caused it to her, and moving on. It was all because of her son who became her strength and reason for her happiness. "Dear god, thank you for sending Feng into my life. Thanks a bunch. I can't even thank you enough, but I'm truly grateful."

told him with a laugh. I was shocked when he hit me on the head. "And you're still very happy? Our children are only 4 years old, what are you teaching them? Scarlet said annoyed to me. "I'm sorry, honey. It won't happen again, I love you!” I tenderly promised him. My son quickly left me and was playing with his Big Brother Zeke. My husband was about to leave when I pulled him closer to me so he quickly sat on my lap. I grinned, I hugged him so tightly that he fell asleep. "I love you dear, I'm sorry," I whispered to him. He faced me with a frown. I gave it a quick kiss so my husband started to smile. "How many times have I told you..." I laughed softly then tightened my hug around his wais

It was as if she realized something, because she broke into a wide smile. "Honey! It's you!" She squealed, happily. "Yes! It's me.. Now, let's go.. you're drunk" She turned to the crowed.. "Everyone, meet my sweet,...sweet husband.. and you know what, I love.. him so very much. He's so handsome.. and loving.. His smile alone takes my... breath away" She hiccupped. A thin smile formed at the corner of Joel's lips.. "Sometimes, he's mean and arrogant.. but he's the sweetest thing I Know"

They were together all the time in the past month, except when they were at work. The media had caught pictures of them entering and leaving their home more than once. They were even given the nickname of 'Siamese Husband and Wife' by the media from how glued at the hip they were. Sadie had experienced true love with Blake. She used to think she had felt true love for Chad, but she realized it was not truly love after she got with Blake. Sadie was smiling when she walked out of the elevator. However, before she could reach her parking space, someone struck her behind the head with a club.

I tell him. He laughs. “Don’t worry we don’t got beef. I just wanted to thank you.” He speaks. “What the fuck for?” I ask him. He smiles. “For keeping my wife happy.” He says before taking a sip of his whiskey. “Who the fuck is your wife?” I frown. I don’t know what the fuck this dude’s problem is but he better fuck the hell off before I bust his teeth in. “Sadie, Sadie Golding or as she goes now Sadie Wilde. She has got nothing but good things to say about you.” He says with a chuckle.