A Marriage Ending Novel Novels & Stories

He waved his hand in my face. Fuck, he was beautiful. “Yes…yes…no, I don’t need help, I’ll just…” I looked both ways and I sincerely didn’t know where I was. “Okay but it seems you’re a bit lost…” He put his hands in his pocket. Heat flushed my cheeks as I stared at his biceps. Ash, snap out of it. I cautioned myself. My marriage had ended less than 72 hours ago, and I’m already eyeing another man. But I could’ve sworn I saw sparkles in those eyes.

“Be careful. Hunger has a way of revealing itself, whether we want it to or not.” I did not look back. Inside, the music swelled and laughter filled the air. Chris stood across the room, engaged, confident, unaware. And for the first time, I realised that my marriage was not ending with a scream. It was ending with a whisper. And his rival had just heard it.

For the first time, Lucian Rodriguez walked away with nothing left to him—and everything he failed to value was gone. Bella's vision blurred. Exhaustion and heartbreak overtook her, her eyes fluttered shut and she collapsed to the floor. ***** (The end.....just kidding🥲😂, okay yall breathe...this is actually the end tho...for their marriage😂 and part 1. I would love to take a little break to heal or not...see yall with chapter 82..tomorrow)

Amari cries, while the other woman waves her hand dismissively. “Nonsense! We all know that the sneaky Thomas tricked her into this marriage.” She sounds angry for some reason. I have a feeling that she does not like me much. “Tricked or not, they are married and in love by the looks of it. You are just jealous that someone snatched Amari,” Mrs Gail says while Amari avoids my eyes. “Tricked marriage is not real!” the woman snaps at Mrs Gail. “Marriage is sacred, Sister Harvey. Get over your prejudice and be happy that Amari has found her prince,” Mrs Gail lashes out at the other woman before mischievously winking at me and adding “I will pray for you to find peace with that, my dear sister.”

But I do not see that your marriage adds to you only trouble and a lot of dreaded headache The end of the first part of the novel ************************************** We meet in the second part of the novel under the name "Struggle for Love".

He picked that novel immediately despite the yellowish pages of it. The truth is Helios was the one who placed that novel there. He likes that novel that he also loves to re-read it because of it's tragic ending. The novel was focused by a wealthy woman who fell in love with a man who has a family already. It was written in the novel how they both fought for their love for each other that ends up to their own dead. Yes, they died because the man's wife also fought for her rights and Helios can't really see anything wrong with that.

I also made it perfectly clear to him that I'm married, and I would never consider him. I casually clicked on it. After reading her lengthy explanation, I found it hilarious. Deciding to actually spare her a few seconds of my time, I replied, "Relax. We're divorced. Feel free to see whoever you want. It has nothing to do with me." Bianca: "How could you be so cold? No matter what I say, you just shut me out. You weren't like this before." I completely ignored her as she continued to flood my inbox.

i muttered, clinking my glass to his in a bitter toast. “Is that so?” He chuckled, his gaze soft and unintrusive. “Not... not all, maybe,” i admitted reluctantly. “But the kind I keep meeting? Yeah. Definitely trash.” I laughed, though there was no humor in my voice. I had been talking too much, I know, but it was as if once I start, there is no stopping. “Seven years of marriage,” i continued, shaking my head, “Gone in an instant, and for what? A spark with an old lover, my stepsister!” I looked away, focusing on the golden lights. “Turns out I was... disposable.”

Maybe it was some strange mixture of relief, anger, bewilderment, maybe empathy for her. I had dreaded the marriage, and yet now being taken away-the sudden realization was sort of off-the-wall. “Why should you tell me this?” I asked, lowering my voice. "So that you know where I stand," she said, voice unwavering. "I am not going to pretend to buy into this nonsense. I highly recommend you do the same." She rose, scooping up her books. “Now, excuse me while I attend to some much-needed studying.” With that, she exited leaving me there thinking in circles. Forced marriage, broken engagement, Karen's reappearance - such a mess my life had become and I had no idea how to fix it.

“I’ve been living inside a marriage ending for six months. Every day in the language of two people who can’t find the words.” “I know,” he said. “I wrote it.” “Why did you write it?” she said. He looked at the river through the window. “Because I was in a marriage that ended the same way,” he said. “And I needed to understand it. The book was the understanding.” “Did it help?” she said. “It helped me understand it,” he said. “The marriage still ended.” She looked at him. “Piers,” she said. He turned. “I’ve been finding the words for six months,” she said. “I’d like to keep finding them.”