Where Can I Find Short Love Poems For Wedding Vows?

Marriage is meant to be a promise sealed in love, yet Ama’s story began with silence, pressure, and a choice that was never hers. Mistaken for her missing twin sister on the day of a high-profile union, Ama is forced into a marriage meant to save two powerful families from collapse. With no time to speak, no chance to refuse, she is pushed into a bridal gown that doesn’t belong to her… and a name that isn’t hers to carry. When power speaks, obedience follows. Bound by duty and fear of destroying her family, Ama walks down the aisle and swears vows to a man she has never met—Daniel Mensah, a cold, untouchable billionaire rumored to have no heart at all. She enters the marriage believing it is nothing but a mistake. But behind Daniel’s distant eyes lies a man who sees through her silence, protects her without question, and slowly becomes the only truth in a life built on lies. Because sometimes… the wrong vow leads you exactly where you were meant to be. Write for the mistake. Write for the love. Write for the Mr. Right found in a union that was never supposed to be.

“If you wanted my attention,” he said quietly, “you could’ve just asked. You didn’t have to sue me for it.” “Mr. Mansoor,” she replied, unfazed. “Is flirting with opposing counsel now your primary legal strategy?” Once, Zoya Khan and Raiyan Al Mansoor were each other’s safest place. Now they’re locked in a billion-dollar courtroom battle where every objection conceals another secret, every victory demands a sacrifice, and every encounter threatens to reopen wounds that never truly healed. She’s the brilliant lawyer determined to uncover the truth. He’s the billionaire who built an empire—and will do anything to protect it. As corporate warfare collides with buried betrayals, dangerous family secrets, and a mystery years in the making, the line between justice and revenge begins to disappear. Because the lawsuit was never the real battle. The truth was. And when the final verdict is delivered, it won’t just decide who wins the case. It will decide what survives of the two people who once promised each other forever.

A sharp pull by my wrist bought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirk face saying it all. His eyes are gazing my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I won’t give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. _______________________ This is the story of Payal Mehra and Kabir Khurana who are bound by vows in the sacred bond of marriage which was not in their to do list. But yet they are.

Ava St. James has walked down the aisle four times—and buried every “forever” along the way. At seventy, she’s traded vows for vintage champagne and decided love looks best from a distance. Then along comes Marcus du Prée—handsome, grounded, and far too young to be interested. A gardener, he says. Except the roses he tends belong to his estate, and the dirt under his nails hides a fortune he’d rather forget. When Ava’s flamboyant New Orleans clan crashes into Marcus’s refined Pasadena world, sparks fly, secrets bloom, and one improbable romance dares to take root. For the Fifth Vow is a sparkling romantic comedy about late love, Southern pride, and the kind of courage it takes to say “I do” when everyone else says you shouldn’t. Witty, wise, and full of heart, it reminds us that some vows aren’t meant to end—they’re just waiting for the right season to begin.

A beautiful journey of a boy and a girl in a relationship of lifetime called “Marriage “. A story of how they meet, fall in love and get married.

This book gathers different love stories, yes, love stories. All these stories that I collected over time, that were told to me by friends, acquaintances, relatives and others from my own imagination ink. And perhaps, there is some coincidence.