Wifey Book Novels & Stories

she thought with determination. She went solemnly into the bathroom and had a quick shower, before coming back into the kitchen. She prepared the meal and placed it in the microwave to keep it hot for when Clive would get back. She was determined she wasn't going to step out of the house, do that her treacherous body would not lead her to the bar and to Alpha Elliot. She picked a book tl read but it was a romance novel, reminding her that she needed more romance in her life. She didn't want to think about romance - secret and forbidden romance and Alpha Elliot. She kept the book back and picked a magazine and turned quickly to the fashion page. She was absorbed in it for sometime till she go

Or was she thinking about their last kiss and wanting more? He walked to his own room. She’d rejected him. Her own damn husband. And he was stuck with the one thing he’d been horrified of. A wife he was attracted to. He shut his bedroom door and forced the thought out of his mind. **** Maya glanced around BookCrazy with satisfaction. Poetry nights drew a large crowd, and all were book buyers. Every Friday night, she transformed the back of her store into a performance center. Moody, background music

Haven watched with mouth slightly opened as the woman walked into the elevator, her head looking down as she fiddled with the purse in her hand. Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Rejecting Alpha Lucious(Sequel of Alpha Lucious) His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

(Completed) – This book is a sequel to *Trapped by the Ruthless Billionaire* but can be read alone. The CEO silenced me with a kiss (Completed) – This is the original version of *Spoiled and Pampered by my Cold CEO Husband* CEO’s Amazing Contract Wife. (Completed) President’s Wild Obsession. (Completed) President Tony, Let’s Perfect Our Marriage. (Completed) Mysterious CEO’s Last Surrogate. (Completed) Werewolf / Paranormal (Please note that these books do not have as much reads as the ones listed above but you can read the free chapters to let me know what you think.”

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"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

She reached into her clutch and pulled out a small, leather-bound book—cream-colored, the title embossed in soft gold script—The Perfect Wife: Grace in the Eyes of Society. She extended it toward me with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “You should read it,” she said simply. “Memorize the key chapters, practice the rest. It’s a useful guide. All Kingston wives have studied it. Including me.” I didn’t move, just stared at the damn, thick book.

My cheeks had turned red and I wished I had just kept quiet. “Seduce you? Oh my fucking goodness, do you even know what the word wife means to me? It means someone more like a prison manager, a great burden that brings nothing but anger, sadness, and trouble, someone so unimportant and dumb. And yes, don't get any wrong ideas wifey, the only reason I'm talking to you is because I want you to get the fuck out of that bed now.” His eyes were dark, it was as if he was possessed. My eyes kept following his movements around the room till he left again.

“You want to buy your wife a copy of Why It Is Prudent To Kill the Man That You Marry?” The killer’s eyebrows raised a fraction before he could control them. “Why, uh . . . yes. Yes, I do. That is precisely the book that I wish to purchase. For my wife.” “Kathleen” shrugged, and the killer sighed in relief. The woman burst into a long and tedious book report using words like “feminist ideals” and “male oppressive dogs” and by the time they were completely alone and it was time for her to die, the murderer was very, very ready to kill her.

Abby tried to express her rational opinion, even though what her partner had said was true. A thirty-year-old man was silent for a few seconds as if he was thinking about something. Meanwhile, the opposite happened to Abby. The bitchy-looking woman really wants to push the body of the opposite sex, even though the man is already her official husband. “Wifey, I have an idea. How about after the bookstore, we can immediately visit a place where—" ***