Amor Después Del Matrimonio Novels & Stories

I turn to Micheal and say "Help me explain this? Without freaking him out?" Micheal nods and says "Okay, well the first thing that you should know is that the Amore are basicly the same thing as a soulmate. They are paired together by the moon goddess herself. So rejecting your Amore is an insult to the goddess herself. Some people may still reject their Amore, but the way that we were raised we know that your amore is your other half, you will never feel whole on your own." He pauses and then adds "Do you understand so far?"

"But I just want to know—if the opportunity presented itself, do you see yourself getting married again?" Amaliah exhaled slowly, uncertainty flickering across her face. "I… I don’t know," she admitted. The thought of marriage—of trusting someone that deeply again—felt distant, almost impossible. Rafael had shattered that part of her, the part that believed in forever. He had claimed to love her, and had made promises he never intended to keep. "You don’t know?" Carlotta pressed, watching her closely. "Or you don’t want to think about it?" "Both, maybe," Amaliah answered softly, avoiding her mother’s gaze.

she had whispered. “Take it,” Ricardo replied. “But understand this—there will be no love. No emotional attachment. You do your part, I do mine.” That night, Amelia went home and cried. By morning, she had already made her decision. Amelia finally drifted into sleep just as dawn broke. When she woke up, sunlight filtered softly through the curtains. For a moment, she forgot where she was—until reality came crashing back. She was Ricardo Kingsley’s wife. She got dressed carefully, choosing a simple dress, not wanting to draw attention. As she walked downstairs, she could hear the faint clinking of dishes.

But at that moment, Carmen felt like the truth was not something a wife should be giving the morning after her wedding. “Everything is okay. Liam is gentle and sweet. I made breakfast for him, and he ate it before going to work. I am happy.” Carmen calmly said with wet eyes. After telling such a lie to her best friend, Carmen broke down and cried silently as her heart suffered in pain. All that she had said was something she dreamed about for her marriage life with Liam. Now it has become a lie she's telling to make her marital life seem like the dream she had craved since she started dating Liam years back.

Young boys and girls were already dreaming on those pitches—some perhaps hiding their own truths, others inspired by the openly gay couple who had lifted the trophy together, married under the lights, and built a life of unapologetic love. Martin and Damien eventually moved to their bedroom, bodies entwined under cool sheets. The lovemaking that followed was slow and intimate, a celebration of survival and joy. Every touch carried memory: the first stolen kiss in college, the desperate passion after the championship win, the tender reconnection after Lila’s birth. They fell asleep wrapped around each other, rings catching the moonlight filtering through the curtains.

Don't you think you're overdoing it. You should've talked to me privately about your wish.. now what will brother in-law think of me. I'm a man mother. And a man isn't scared of anything not even death itself. Talking about powers and the ability to cheat death... it's as if you've questioned my fighting skills.. hahaha.."Amor chuckled. Meri was right, it was high time Amor found someone to marry. That someone who'd melt his locked heart and teach him to love again. Amor had locked his heart for repair after Sandra's betrayal.

He tilts his head. An uncomfortable bout of silence lingers between us before I decide to let the cat out the bag. “Ever heard of what happens the night after a wedding, Alpha Mason?” I rise from the chair beside his study table. “Huh?” “The honeymoon night. The most intimate period of time between a husband and his wife” I take a step in his direction. “They culminate their love with scenes of frantic romance and energetic lust, feeding on each other's bodies like they'd waited their entire lives to have each other in their arms.”

a world apart from the girl I once adored. But her love for me? It was unknown. To many, I appeared cruel - the one who couldn’t love her. But that wasn’t the truth. Prior to our marriage, I knew my love for her was genuine, despite the rumors of revenge swirling around. Yes, I admit that I initially married her because of Mateo. I wanted to steal his happiness and take away everything from him after what he had done. However, my feelings changed after a year, when I witnessed the truthfulness and kindness of her heart. I fell in love with her. Sadly, my confession ended up changing her. I didn’t know how or why, but when Amby returned to New York after her parents migrated from overseas, my

Paige hesitated for a moment, blushed, and looked at Chris. She did not speak. Feeling shy, she was unsure of what to say. Chris chuckled. "So, you love me that much, huh?" "As if!" Paige scoffed, her face red with disdain. "I'm not in love with you. My behavior is just a reflection of my good character and upright values. Since I married you, I belong to you. No matter how you treat me, I won't betray you. Even if one day you cheat on me or hurt me, I won't cheat because my values won't allow it. If you betray our marriage, you're just a scoundrel. No matter the reason for infidelity, it's despicable. I can't let myself become despicable because of a scoundrel like you. If you betray our ma

I start to walk towards my closet when he grabs me by my wrist and pulls me to him. "It's just Aspen to you. You're my mate and future Luna. There's no reason for formalities." He tells me as he use both of his hands to grab me by my ass and pull me up to his face for a kiss. "I'm not sure if that's what I want. I just left a loveless marriage with a man who cheated on me with my stepmother." I say as sadness starts to creep into my chest and blush starts to fill my cheeks.