Accidently Married Novels & Stories

Their shouts of joy and happiness filled the room as Noah slipped the ring onto my finger and stood, pulling me into his arms. And then he kissed me. It was a kiss full of love, promise, and the beginning of our forever. The petals on the floor, the cheers around us, and the warmth of his embrace made this the most unforgettable moment of my life. I was going to marry the man I loved, and nothing could have made me happier.

Maria: Two weeks passed quietly. Not empty, not uneventful. Just settled. The kind of settled I used to think only existed for other people — people with uncomplicated lives and emotionally functional relationships and refrigerators covered in vacation magnets. Meanwhile, I had accidentally married a billionaire under contractual circumstances and somehow ended up happy about it. Life was strange. Good. But strange.

The rain had st⁠arted again, soft against the windows. “You ever t‍hink,” she murmured, “that maybe we wer‍e suppose‌d to mee‍t the w‌rong way to find the righ‍t thing?” I look⁠ed down at her‍. “You think we met⁠ the‌ wron‍g way?⁠” “Getting married by accident isn’‍t exactl‌y tradition⁠al.” I lau‌ghed quietly. “Maybe no‌t.‍ But I think it was the on⁠ly way I would’ve let‌ you close en⁠ough.”

“He brought me home and…” “Really? I thought…” She cut in. “Would you let me finish?” She gave an assuring nod. “It's not like I planned to get married tonight. I think it was an accident. I just got unlucky.” I said, sniffing back the tears. “There wasn’t even a ring. I sound crazy, don’t I?” Lisa shook her head gently, rubbing my shoulder. “I mean, it was random. Too good to be real.” I sniffed. “But for a brief moment, I wanted it to be real. The look on his face said otherwise, though.” I let out a hollow laugh.

Because I was so blind in love, I handled everything for him after our honeymoon and remained a housewife. I was a fool not to heed everyone's warnings. To think of it, he didn’t even publicize our marriage, as only family and friends knew. I didn’t complain back then, as I loved him and believed his lies about not wanting to draw unwanted public scrutiny. Security!" I heard him call out, his voice dripping with malice. "Get her out of here." My security! Chasing me out of my house! I was dragged away, my voice trailing off as I realized the extent of my mistake. I had played a key role in my downfall, and now, I was pregnant and sick, my marriage a lost cause.

Was I really about to marry her just because of a pregnancy, when the whole time she was lying to me? It didn’t matter now. It was over. The wedding? That was out of the question. I couldn’t marry someone who had betrayed me this way. Not now. Not ever.

I deadpanned. "To be fair, it was really early, and he looked like a god," she remarked. "Jesus, Thea! You signed a contract saying that Adam and I are married!" I said exasperatingly. "I DID?" "Yes! He accidentally got married in Vegas and now his new wife is suing him for everything he owns," I explained. "Woah, what a witch! What's he going to do?" She sympathized. "More like what am I going to do," I lamented.

Graham did hand gestures, adding, “Okay, sure, it was an accident. But not all accidents are bad. Some accidents turn out to be… the best decisions you never planned. Think about it. We met by chance, at least I never planned the kids, and now here we are, married without even trying.” “Of course, I had planned to propose. I want a grand wedding, but it’s like fate was working overtime. Some people chase destiny their whole lives. Ours just… fast-tracked it with a paperwork mix-up.” “I think it’s great!” Graham turned to the kids, asking, “Right, kids? I’m officially your daddy, and your mother’s husband!” “It’s great!” Eden exclaimed. “We love it!” Elliott echoed. Later that night, Elise an

I nodded my head in agreement. For a while we were quiet and all you could hear was just byth of us breathing, eating. I should probably tell her about Maria. But what if she goes into shock? Or has an heart attack?? Or even chokes on her food?! "I got someone pregnant." I blurted out and she looked at me wide eyed. "Jack Adrian Vance!!" Shit not the full name!!!

“Okay, that tone… spill.” I twist a scarf in my hands, the words heavy. “Liam and I… we were married.” Saying it out loud feels like dropping stones into water. “That spring before the accident. No one knew. It was impulsive, reckless. We loved each other. Or thought we did. And then the crash happened, and he forgot… everything. Even me.” Tara’s mouth falls open. “Anita. Married? To Liam? And you didn’t tell me?” She pulls me onto a bench, gripping my hand. “How did I miss this?”