Wife Turns Husband Gay Novels & Stories

Rob explains. “Family doesn’t keep a secret like that,” Max says in a low voice. He takes my hand, “Come with me, my love.” “I’m glad this is working out for you,” says Rob. “I was a little worried that you wouldn’t accept your wife. Granma and Grampa did well picking your mom and your aunt.” “Stay away from me and my wife,” Max replies. He pulls me away from Rob.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family. My wife, Jean Shaw, the person that I had loved and doted on for 10 years, abandoned me when I needed her the most. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and decided to call her. My hand was trembling so much that I could barely hold my phone. On the other end of the line, Jean's voice sounded a little proud and relieved. "Sign the agreement, Felix. Your career is over. Stop struggling. Save yourself the embarrassment." "You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?"

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

Giveon had a girlfriend last time I checked and if I recall correctly, I am his wife even if it was just on paper but it didn’t sit well with me that he seems to be a man that was enough for different women to have their share. “Sure. I won’t mind going to his office for your sake honey.” The young lady leaned towards her husband with a smile on her face while staring at Giveon. What did I just miss? And why is she going over to his office? To do what? Was Mr Walter blind? Could he not see his wife flirting with another man? “I also heard you got married. Why didn’t I get the invite?” Mr Walter asked. “What? He’s married?” The lady sounded surprised and I smiled in my head, waiting for Giveo

"Keep two men on quiet surveillance around the facility. Do not approach him. Do not make a scene. Just ensure the timeline remains fragile." "Understood. You want to use the brother?" "People are remarkably cooperative when the things they love are held over open flames," I replied smoothly. "He isn't a person. He is leverage. Treat him as such." "Yes, sir." I hung up the phone without another word and placed it neatly back on the desk. Isabella Hart thought she had built a second life. She thought an alliance with the weak, groveling husband who had once signed her freedom away would be enough to stand against me. She thought she was a warrior now.

Fuschia take a deep breath before continuing. “His face was clearly her husband's. Then after the wife was expelled from the residential area because she was considered to have violated the norm, the husband revealed that the wife actually slept with another man. All of it was his plot. Then he killed the wife. Then the wife returns to the past to expose her husband's wrongdoings. In your opinion, what kind of magic does the husband use to manipulate his wife?” Fuschia’s heart drum so fast. “Hmm… that story…”

Dangerously quiet. Because everyone involved knew what that meant. Alex knew too much. Far too much. And if he reached Patricia before they did... Everything would collapse. Back inside Alison's office, Obadiah continued. "I was married." Patricia listened. Barely. Her entire body felt numb. "My wife and I were having problems." He laughed bitterly. "More problems than either of us admitted." The old man looked toward the window. Toward the dark Nakuru skyline. "Then I met a woman."

And I swear, I saw something break inside him. "Hey, man," the stranger said, annoyed. "What are you doing here? I'm trying to get things done. Can you leave?" Killian let out a bitter laugh. "I can see that the man who wants to fuck my wife is eager for me to leave. Maybe I should. So you can enjoy your time." "No!" I moved between them, heart pounding. "That’s not what’s happening. Please—" The man smirked. "You're married? Even better. I love married women. The thrill is insane. You’ll be sweet, just like the rest."

I’m not coming home. I stared at it for a moment before replying briefly. Okay. Our messages were always brief and to the point. Nothing that resembled a conversation between husband and wife. Of course, I knew why. Because he never loved me. Becoming his wife was nothing more than a twist of fate. Three years ago, he was supposed to marry Isabella... .the woman he loved. We’d all known each other since we were young. But tragedy struck just days before their wedding. A car accident left Isabella in a coma.