A Deceitful Marriage Novels & Stories

"Every single time, you were the one who handed Edward the weapon to hurt my family, and you still have the audacity to mention them? You have no right!" Seeing the raw fury in my eyes, Megan instinctively reached out to wipe my tears. I slapped her hand away with everything I had and stared right into her soul. "Edward will face justice, but you are going down with him. I'm holding you accountable for marriage fraud and aiding and abetting." With that final warning, I shoved past her and entered the building. … That night, a frantic pounding echoed at my front door. I expected it to be Megan back for another round of harassment, but instead, I opened it to find Edward wearing sunglasses.

"Love is between two people, but marriage involves two families. You might accept my child, but your parents won't. Or do you think we can keep it a secret from them until after the wedding?" Luke remained silent, his lips tightly sealed. Indeed, he had considered that. But she shook her head with a sigh. "Luke, you're smart, yet you have foolish thoughts. A marriage built on deceit cannot last. Children are not objects; they can't be hidden. Once the truth comes out, I'll be embarrassed, and you'll be stuck between me and your parents. I don't want that." Luke's expression turned somewhat grim. He was indeed a smart person, and Isabella's words indicated there was no possibility between the

Richie retrieved his sketchbook and pencils, turning for the stairs afterwards. “You can’t continue to keep her from meeting our parents, Dele.” Richie stated, turning back to face Dele. “It’s best to come out clean with her. A marriage can’t be based on lies, and when the lie is discovered, that marriage crumbles instantly, brother. Think about it.” And he was gone. Dele’s head hung low; his head running through a series of thoughts. His phone chimed and he plopped it out of his pocket.

he declared, his voice laced with a deceptive sincerity. "It's not true," Kesha murmured, her uncertainty evident. "I gave up my marriage for you. Of course it's true. Do you think I want to be at the top alone? No, I want to be at the top of the world with you," Damon insisted, his words crafted to manipulate her emotions. But Kesha, blinded by love, couldn't see through the facade. She was ensnared in Damon's web of deceit, unable to discern truth from fiction.

“Which brings me to the final matter.” The lobby was completely silent now. Even the journalists had stopped shifting in their seats. Even Marcelline had stopped looking around the room and fixed her eyes on her son. Arwen’s hand pressed harder against her chest. Don’t, she thought. She didn’t know exactly what he was going to say. She just felt the word rising in her anyway. His throat moved as he swallowed. “The marriage between me and Arwen Valehart,” he said, and her name in his mouth through a television speaker was the worst thing she’d heard in a long time, “...was founded on a profound deception.”

I had never felt so regal, so commanding, yet the act of deception weighed heavily on my heart . I did not like that I was deceiving the man I loved with all my heart . This is not how I planned to start my marriage , with secrets and deceit. Not in the least but choice had abandoned me long before the sun rose. If being Prince George’s wife required this web of lies, then so be it. A mere vampire hunter, a shadowed spy, a schemer of any sort would not stand in my way of spending the rest of my life with him . I would not allow anything or anyone to prevent me from claiming the rightful place that was mine by destiny and by promise.

"Just shut up, Damien. I'm done with you and I'm not coming back." " you see, this is where you get it wrong, Flora, okay? You just saw a mistake that wasn't supposed to happen. Now I'm trying to correct it. This is our marriage here and I love you so much. Do not allow another person to deceive you into believing in what is not true. Just give me a chance to explain myself that's all I'm asking." " don't listen to him Flora. he is deceiving you."

I don't waste any time asking her what happened and what the deception was. Lucero settles onto the bed and after a deep sigh, she tells me that her so-called love was engaged and that her parents were the ones who arranged for him to find the perfect girl. A total fraud... I barely get the word out before she apologizes for saying something that might make me feel bad, given my marriage... And this time, I'm the one who stops her because it could have started as a contract, but that doesn't mean it has to end in divorce. I don't want to jump the gun, this could all disappear, of course, it could be because I'm pregnant, and not on purpose, but in the meantime, I'll stick to my word of a hap

Liam descended the stairs, his expression cold and stern. Sarah was the first to speak, her tone sharp. “So, the truth comes out. You and Isabelle have been deceiving everyone with this fake marriage. She’s selling herself to you, isn’t she? How much are you paying her to warm your bed? Such a shameful girl! Her mother would be so disappointed that she turned out this way. I did my best to train her but she would end up like this anyway.”