After Three Years Of Silent Marriage Novels & Stories

"Chloe, when you were younger, our family arranged a marriage for you. Now that you're almost recovered from your illness, would you be willing to return to Kingston City and marry?" "If you still don't agree, I'll talk to your father and cancel the engagement." In the dimly lit room, Chloe could only hear silence. Just as the person on the other end of the line thought they would not be able to convince her, she suddenly spoke up. "I'm willing to go back and get married." Her mom, Felicia, froze, clearly surprised. "You... you agree?" Chloe's tone was calm. "I agree, but I still need a little time to wrap things up in Marina City. I'll be back within two weeks. Mom, please go ahead and start preparing for the wedding." After a few more words, Chloe hung up the phone.

Liam thought his life couldn’t get any worse—struggling to survive, working multiple jobs, and dealing with a rich, spoiled bully at school who made his life miserable. But everything takes a terrifying turn when he receives a text from the one person he never wanted to hear from again—Fabian, his obsessive, psychopathic ex, freshly released from prison and determined to get him back no matter the cost. Just as he plans to disappear and start over, things grow even more complicated. Damien, the arrogant heir who has tormented him for years, suddenly begins acting differently—offering help, showing concern, and blurring the lines between enemy and something more. And then there’s Sebastian Devereaux—a cold, powerful CEO with a haunted past. A man who isn’t supposed to care, yet somehow gets entangled in Liam’s life in ways neither of them expect. Caught between a past that won’t let him go, an enemy who might be something else entirely, and a man with demons of his own, Liam must make a choice: run for his life or risk being Torn Between Three.

I had been in a secret relationship with my mafia boyfriend, Dante Castellano, for seven years. No public contact. No photos together. No proof I had ever stood by his side. He told me, "Once I'm powerful enough that no one dares touch you, I'll make it official." I believed him. The day before our seventh anniversary, I found a ten-carat diamond ring in his suit jacket. I cried with joy, thinking seven years of hiding were finally over. The next morning, I wore my most expensive dress and sprayed on the only perfume he had ever given me. I practiced my smile in the mirror, the one I would give when he proposed. Then, my phone lit up with a breaking news alert. [Breaking News: Seven-Year Love Story Reaches Perfect Ending—Romance Blogger Alessia Romano Accepts Boyfriend's 100th Proposal!] In the photo, the influencer with eight million followers stood on her tiptoes, kissing a man. His hand rested on the back of her neck. On that hand was a scar I would never mistake. It was the scar Dante got when he took a knife for me.

Seven years. No mark. No title. No truth. I gave Damon Voss everything and he gave me a lie so carefully built I almost died inside it. Then one letter changed everything. I am not his patient wife. I am not his Luna in waiting. I am the long-missing Lycan Princess, heir to a throne, and mother to a son I was told did not survive. He took everything from me. My identity. My child. My seven years. Now I have fifteen days, one dangerous alliance, and a crown with my name on it. Damon should have made sure I never found out. He did not.

My husband doesn't love me or our daughter. It's been six years since she was born, but he's never held her. The doctors say he has an emotional disorder, and that he doesn't know how to express the way he feels. But when his true love returns, he smiles at us for the first time. He even brings our daughter a gift. I think it's because he's finally seen sense… until she and I see the photo he uses as his phone's wallpaper. In it, his eyes are crinkled as he smiles. He has one arm around a little girl whose front tooth is missing, and he holds his true love's hand with the other. My daughter tugs on my hand, and her eyes redden. "Mommy, do you think we should leave? Should we give Daddy three final chances? Let's leave him if he still doesn't want us after that."

Fiona loved Damon for ten years, and they finally walked into the church. However, on their wedding day, Damon told her that he couldn't deceive his own heart. He loved her sister, and he left Fiona alone at the altar. Fiona's heart shattered into a million pieces, but she would not allow them to humiliate her like that! She randomly found a man on the street to marry. After the wedding, she thought she had married a poor man, but surprisingly, he bore an astonishing resemblance to the enigmatic president of this city. When her company needed a million dollars, Bradyn immediately transferred 200 million dollars to her account. But when Fiona thought she had fallen in love with Bradyn, she discovered that a woman who looked just like her had appeared by Bradyn's side... Was she just a stand-in all along?

“Swallow my cum, pretty thing,” Lucien growls against my ear, fingers buried deep, “then beg us to knot you until you’re leaking us for days.” 🥵💦 The night the rogues attacked, my world shattered. One moment I was just another “Beta” student hiding my scent at the Royal Academy. The next, I was dragged through blood and smoke, caged, and sold to the three Kings who rule the empire like gods. Dante. Lucien. Kade. They don’t ask. They claim. I came here as their captive. Now I’m dripping for three Alphas who own my body, my heat… and maybe what’s left of my soul. Three ruthless brothers. One Omega. And the kind of obsession that could destroy kingdoms. "Now spread those pretty legs wider, little Omega so I can fuck that tight hole."

My husband threw me into the crocodile pit to help his childhood sweetheart, who was a KOL, gain popularity. To make the live stream more realistic, he personally tossed bait at me. “Have you not eaten? My grandma can run faster than you!” He watched as I bled from my abdomen, believing I was just pretending to be pitiful. When I asked for a divorce, he kicked me to the ground. “Since you love pretending to be pitiful to ask for a divorce, why didn’t you just let the crocodile kill you?” I handed him a medical report. “My child died because of you. Does this count as pretending to be pitiful?”

As I was cleaning up the house, I noticed something had fallen out of the cabinet my wife always kept locked tight. I remembered Megan's constant warnings. "That cabinet holds all our family's important records. If anything gets lost, there's no getting it back. Just leave it alone and don't touch it." Worried something valuable might have fallen out, I rushed to pick it up. But what I found was a thick stack of remittance slips. From forty years ago to now, every month, my wife had been sending money to the same account. And that's when it hit me. My wife had been lying to me. The money I'd been pouring into this family had been flowing right out, into the hands of someone else.

Durani Lopez is an 18 year old highschool student who's a few months shy of graduating. She comes from a less the perfect home with an abusive mother. One fateful night after her mother beats up on her she runs out of the house and crashes in to a hard chest falling to the ground looking up she's meet with three sets of eyes, her revenge comes in the form of them. Damitri, Damien and Dante King are your typical 18 year old bad boys partying and sleeping around they don't do the whole relationship thing. They grew up with a silver spoon but they don't like showing off. One by one they find themselves locking eyes with a surten brown eyed girl. One night while out doing business for there uncle that same brown eyed beauty runs right into them. What will happen read and find out.