Thy Maker Is Thy Husband Novels & Stories

"What is that, Athara? You quite learned to rebel against me. Am I right, Athara?" I looked at him. "Theron, that's not the reason. I'm just cutting the ham. When I finish cutting it, I'll eat it too," I said. "You're making a fool of me again? I know what that action of yours meant earlier. You were upset because I didn't let you do what you wanted to serve me," he said. My husband is too good. That's sarcasm. He wants everything to mean in accordance with what he wants. I breathed deeply. He's defining others' words and actions on his own.

Or why hide his identity and not recognize him? She really didn't know what to say ...... "Su Zi." Mu Zenin shouted her name, the bottom of her eyes was a thick pain that couldn't be melted, "Why him? Su Zi, do you remember or not, I'm your husband!" I am your husband! This sentence is like an alarm bell, ruthlessly hitting Mu Zi's heart. "No ......" Mu Zi lowered her eyes, "You are not. Su Zi is dead." "The tombstone says Mu Zenin's wife! Even if she dies, she is still my wife!" Mu Zenin burst out, grabbing Mu Zi's arm, "Even if you deny it, you can't change this fact! Su Zi, why are you doing this to me?!"

**** "Spuurrrr…!" Phoebe spat out the whiskey. "What!? Richard Hill is your husband. Oh my God! You are the crazy rich wife in New York." Phoebe's brain shook violently as she plummeted from cloud nine, her mind reeling at the revelation that the man they had been discussing was none other than Richard Hill.

Ryker uttered, "Sometimes you forget that I'm your husband. I want to discuss my choices, goals, and other things. I want you to be involved in everything I do." "But..." "And I don't want you to talk to or see Heiji anymore." My lips opened, getting ready to say what was on my mind. Still, Ryker's lips touched mine in a soft, surprising kiss before I could say a word. When we finally split our lips, he found his voice again and let his words fill the space between us. "I am jealous of him." I could see that his jaw was getting tighter. "I can't imagine you being too close to him. Since I'm your husband, I should be your only close man. Is that clear?"

Mrs Hamilton cried with fear in her eyes. "Honey," her husband said in a low voice. "It's the mother that was tested. Not the father." She jumped to her feet. "I can't do this!" She cried and went running from the room. She stopped briefly to grab her daughter off the floor and disappeared inside.

Asher confronted Damon, his tone filled with a mixture of concern and frustration. "First and foremost, you need to accept the reality that she is no longer your girlfriend. It's crucial to remember that you are now married. Do you understand the significance of that?" Damon's response was filled with defiance and a sense of possessiveness. "To hell with it! I don't care about any of that. She will always be mine, no matter what. I love her so damn much, even to the point of death."

I began searching for Thane among the crowd, there was no way he was among the men lined up in front, he was engaged to me and therefore was proclaimed as ‘not single’. “I can’t believe my husband is there” I hear a woman say as I walk past her. Tears were pouring down her eyes as she held unto a 3-month old baby, trying her possible best to stop him from crying. It made me realize that most of the men out there probably had partner, they had broken their loyalty to their partners just to be there. “Not my Thane” I told myself, he had promised that he wanted nothing to do with that. I was on my way to the stairs when a named being called out caught my attention.

"Define tougher." "Next time you see that scumbag, don't waste time. Just have the bodyguards tase him and drag him away." Laughing, I ran my fingers through his hair. "Alright, got it. Didn't realize you were this jealous." Robert looked up at me, his eyes dark and intense, before crashing his lips onto mine. "I don't care. You're my wife now. No one's taking you from me." … From that day on, Mark clung to me like a leech. No matter where I went, he somehow managed to show up.

This man was fucking insane! My jaw clenched as I glared at him. “Please stop all this nonsense Thorin. Hector is my husband and chosen mate and whatever we choose to do is none of your business!” I shot back. “Where we go and when we leave —that has nothing to do with you!”

“My son—your husband—a man so busy he couldn’t even bid you farewell on the first day of his marriage. As his father, I must apologize on his behalf. Clearly, I failed to raise him properly.” Atthy arched an eyebrow, a subtle smile forming as the corners of her lips twitched with restrained amusement. A glint of humor danced in her eyes—she clearly understood the implication hidden in his words. “Ah, I see,” she replied softly, her voice carrying a hint of playful irony. “It would seem that the workers who are meant to serve my husband still prioritize Your Grace instead.”