Accidently Married Novels & Stories

His eyes locked on mine. “What the hell is so funny?” I leaned against the pew, lips curling. “You, lecturing them about mistakes, in a Vegas chapel. That’s funny.” His brows shot up. “Excuse me?” “Marriage is always a mistake,” I said, the words dripping from my tongue like venom. “It’s just contracts wrapped in flowers. At least they’ll figure it out now instead of twenty years later.” The bride gasped and the groom sputtered. The priest looked scandalized. But the man, the stranger, his jaw tightened, and fire lit in his eyes.

Ace Two years ago, Today was meant to be the worst day of my life. I was to be wed to a woman I didn't know. It was unfortunate that she was in an accident, but I was relieved. I sympathize minimally, but I think the little hope I had made all of this possible.

Rachel asked after they were on the second floor, she looked around the room everything looked so neat it made her feel a little intimidated. "That one," answered Nicholas pointed his finger to one of the white doors next to her. Rachel quickly entered the room and closed the door behind her tightly. "Meet me in two hours! We're flying to Nashville today!" shouted him from the doorway. Rachel threw herself on the bed and covered her head with a pillow, she couldn't imagine how her parents would react upon hearing the shocking news of her accidental marriage. She looked around the room, everything was white. "Well everything has happened, I will go through everything well, two years is not lo

He responded squarely, "There's nothing extraordinary about it." She turned her head to survey the throng. Does your family know that our marriage was a mistake? Kaiser first did not reply. His grey eyes fixed someplace far away, some invisible spot far past the room. He resembled a man sculpted from quiet. "They know," he responded at last. "Everything." Her throat grew constricted. "They realize it was signed by mistake?” "They are the only ones that do." Izora turned, her fingertips stroking her side as though she were trying to ground herself. "What about your fiancée??"

The stalemate felt endless, and the hum of the engine filled the silence, heavy and low. ​Then Whitney cleared her throat, loudly and deliberately shattering the moment. “Sooo…” she began, leaning forward between our seats, the cake box still clutched in her hands. “If we ignore the whole kidnapping versus protection debate, can we talk about that strawberry cake? Because, honest to God, that icing was life-changing. I might actually marry Kate.” Ruby gave her a sideways glance. “I thought you were already in love with Debbie for her cooking.” Whitney gasped in mock offense, clutching her hands to her chest. “Don’t make me choose, Ruby. Both women are national treasure! I might have to marry

"Then it was my fault." "I didn't mean that, I just felt that we weren't the one for each other." "So if you weren't in love with me anymore, why did you ask me for marriage?" "There was a confusion that day, I was thinking of telling you everything and ending our relationship, accidentally in the restaurant I took out my wallet and by mistake the ring I had saved fell out. When you saw the ring you took it and with a happy face you told me that you agreed to marry me. I felt bad contradicting myself because there were many people in the place."

He slowly dropped his hand and rested it on his lap. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. After what felt like a long silence, he finally spoke up. “We are married.” I shook my head. There was no way I would be married and wouldn’t remember that. “You are lying,” I replied. “There is no way I’m married.” The man exhaled deeply and picked up my hand resting on the bed. He nodded, looking sad. “It is okay. I understand that you are confused. You just woke up not quite long after a fatal accident, it is okay if things get wired up.”

she clicked her teeth together and winked. "Even if you were the only lady on the planet, you won't be my mate" I tried closing the door again. "Don't be too sure, remember one week ago?" She put her hands between the door again and stared at me with a seductive smirk on her face. "I was drunk Lynch, and nothing serious happened. It was just a kiss! And it was by mistake"I frowned seriously at her. Last week, I got drunk after the tennis game. The drink must have messed with my hormones because I suddenly wanted to be with my mate but I haven't found her yet. I don't know why Lynch came into my room in the first place but we ended kissing. Thankfully we didn't go pass the kiss before I threw

He could not be easily offended. Many people had always mistaken her father for her grandfather because of how old he was. Well, she was a product of his second marriage which he got into in his later years. His first family- a wife and son had died in a car accident thirty years ago. He remarried years later and had her. His second marriage was also tragic, as his wife had fallen ill and also died.

You’ve been quiet for five minutes,” Adrian said as they stepped out of the restaurant. Amara folded her arms. “I’m recovering.” “From what?” He asked. “Your family.” Amara replied. “That’s dramatic.” “Your aunt already planned our wedding in her head.” “That’s fair.” Amara stopped walking instantly. “…Excuse me?” Adrian looked completely serious. “You two would get along.” “That’s the most terrifying thing you’ve ever said to me.” For the first time that evening,