Asking For Permission To Marry Novels & Stories

He walked over and kissed my cheek. Fire raced through me. Grandma always said: let them earn every kiss! “You need permission for that,” I blurted. Instead of sulking he smiled. “Understood. Forgive me—where I’m from that’s a greeting.” Guilt pricked me; customs differed, after all. “Wife,” he murmured, “since we’re already married, may I request permission for… a kiss on the lips?” My heart thundered. “E‑Except that,” I squeaked, sidestepping him toward the porch.

"Rea, seeing you this beautiful and happy makes me want to get married too—like, right now." "Go ahead," Keira teased. "Call your uncle and see if he agrees." "What does he have to do with this?" she shot back, pointing at her in mock warning. Keira grinned, her eyes curving mischievously. "Because he’s your guardian, of course. You need his permission to marry."

“Everything changed the day I met you. I knew at that moment that you were going to be a part of my life in some way. I am glad we figured out so quickly that it was in the best way. You have made my life worth living. You have given me hope, happiness, a family, and a love that is so strong I can barely believe it exists sometimes. We have celebrated many good moments together, and we have survived many difficult ones together. I asked you to marry me once before, and you said yes. Our wedding was beautiful, but when we said our vows ‘forever’ meant a very different thing back then to me. I was young and very mortal. “Ash-” “Bright, I want to say our vows again. I want to promise you foreve

"I don't understand the point of taking my permission. I mean, it's not like you won't propose to her if I don't agree. Besides, she is your wife already." He cleared his throat before speaking, "I know it, Grandma. But I want to do everything in the right way. The way I got married to Diva, it was an injustice to us and you all." She arched an eyebrow. Blaze continued, "I told you once. I would've taken your permission before I married Diva only if the circumstances were different. We cannot change the past, but the situation is different now. Grandma, I love Diva. I want to be with her forever. And I need your permission for that."

“I have known this was coming for a while. I am glad it has finally arrived.” I felt something loosen in my chest. “I am asking for your permission, I also need Nina to agree, because I know her well,” I said carefully. “Nina would not want to marry me because you said so, and I respect her enough not to treat her like someone that requires anyone’s permission to be loved properly, she would be upset.” I held his gaze. “But I wanted you to know before I asked her. I wanted you to be the first person besides me who knew it was coming.”

For the first time in weeks, she felt a gentle, profound peace. “I am telling you this as a courtesy, not to ask for your permission. The question isn’t if we are getting married. The question is whether you will be there to walk your daughter down the aisle when we do.”

He looked like he was barely holding himself together, and yet, he was giving me an out. I looked back up at him, eyes meeting his. Even though his pupils were blown with desire, even though he wanted nothing more than to take me, his expression held something else too. Control and….respect. And I realized that he would actually stop. I stared at him. “You’ll stop if I ask you to?” His brow lifted slightly, as if the answer was obvious. “Why would I touch you against your wishes?” he said simply. My heart thudded in my chest. I hadn’t expected that kind of answer. Something flickered inside me, and before I could stop myself, I asked, “If we were legally married, would you still ask for my p

I honestly don't want to imagine what would have had happened if someone had bid on me. "Why did no one tell me?" I asked making him let out a sigh. "We didn't want to scare you and mostly I didn't want you to be feeling forceful when you married me and that is why I asked for your permission before marrying you. "Did I have a choice ifI had said no?" He remained silent at the statement. No, I am sorry." He was guilty. "You don't need to be sorry. I would have not known at that time if I had said no.

Brandon asked. “When you will say YES for us. I know it is too take to your permission and I’m sorry about Mr. Haysbert. When I found my love, I didn’t want to wait for a second and wanted to claim her then and there. But still, Mr. Haysbert, we need your approval for a formal grand wedding.” “What if I say NO?”

" You are the love of my life Anna Hale, you are beautiful, so innocent. The past two years have been the most wonderful time of my life and I would never wanna lose you and I would never wanna part with you. Anna, I ask your dad for permission to marry you, to be my wife and I want to marry you next week Saturday before the baby comes. I want it to be done in the right way and I want to bring our son into the marriage, not a dating relationship. ANNA WILL YOU MARRY ME? I stared at him, so surprised.