Better Marriage Blanket Novels & Stories

Chapter 1: Lilac How does one reason with a bride convinced that a garden wedding during the rainy season is a splendid idea? I'm walking a tightrope here, trying not to undermine what the bride, Amanda Sykes, envisions as the 'wedding of the century.' Who in their right mind plans an outdoor ceremony when the rain has been relentless for weeks? Kimberly discreetly rolls her eyes, murmuring, "This is such a brilliant notion, isn't it? Marrying Jett Byrd of all people."

Chris added, "Your best friends should be happy for you, wishing you well now that you’re married. However, what about yours? Instead of celebrating, they pity you as if you've entered a grave. Isn't that a kind of curse?" "Don’t be ridiculous," Paige protested. "Am I making it up?" Chris challenged. "Does marrying me sound pitiable to you? Do you think marrying me means being unhappy?" Paige could not say she was unhappy. Since marrying Chris, her life had taken a turn for the better. They say marriage was a woman's second chance at life, and her second life was far better than the first.

He could just say the word. “Actually… no. I’m not here for that.” I froze mid–blanket lift. “Then why are you here?” “Because we both have one common enemy now.” He stood, walking toward me. My heart raced, my fingers unconsciously tightening around the blanket. “Your husband betrayed you and took your company—and by doing that, he made himself my rival.” “And what does that have to do with me?” He moved closer, caging me between his arms. His eyes locked onto mine, so deep I couldn’t breathe—and I didn’t know why.

“Our fathers are already discussing a pack merger through marriage.” I managed a small smile. “Isn't that the goal? You’ve been running together for ages. It’s time you bonded.” “But we’re still young! I haven't run enough wild trails yet!” Chloe pulled me into a high-end boutique. “What’s the difference?” I asked. “Marriage just adds a legal mark to the bond you already have. You and Brandon are planning for the long haul, right?” “Of course, but what if the scent fades? What if we get bored of the same den?” Chloe wandered over to a display of leather jackets. “Collins, what about this for him?”

Tiny embroidered wolves beneath a glowing moon. A quiet forest stretches across the blanket. It isn't flashy. It isn't overly childish. It's peaceful. Home. Without thinking, I pick it up. Running my fingers across the fabric, I imagine wrapping my baby inside it. Safe. Warm. Loved. Before I can second-guess myself, I carry it straight to the register. Raven notices immediately. "I thought we weren't buying extras." "We weren't." "And now?" I smile down at the blanket. "This one already belongs to my baby."

The rest of the room was minimalist, cool-toned, almost clinical which made the garish red wedding coverlet look completely out of place. "Rest well, Madam. Ring if you need anything." The butler bowed and shut the door behind him, then headed downstairs to call Grayson. The second young master's orders had been clear: anything involving the new Mrs. Vale gets reported immediately. Isla stood alone in the unfamiliar bridal suite, feeling suddenly, strangely lost. She wandered toward the bed, half hoping to find a photo, some clue about the man she'd apparently just married but without so much as a signed marriage certificate yet, there was nothing here that told her anything at all.

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“Every time when my dad misses Mommy, his face seems to look as if he had emerged from an ice cellar. It’s so cold that it’d even snow in June. We’re all afraid to talk to him. But you cry when you miss your wife.” Baby Robbie shook his head. “Marriage is too scary. When I grow up, I don’t want to fall head over heels with a woman and lose myself.” Zayne suddenly felt that this was a very bad start, so he painstakingly persuaded Baby Robbie. “Marriage is good. There’s someone to warm the bed when the weather is cold.” “An electric blanket is better. I can switch it on and off as I please,” Baby Robbie said with a pout. Zayne, “…”

No one was ready to take action or talk, since what the Prince said was actually the truth. Helena coughed to interrupt the silence before continuing, “Just like you have said, I should be able to bear this much but my patience doesn’t last for a long time so you had better get back to me with good news soon”, she declared, and the door opened again. Two maids brought in a fine wooden box and dropped it in front of Amy, opened it to show the big woolen blanket cleanly folded inside and stepped back. “This is my gift to the couple. The marriage should be consummated with high quality materials, don’t you think? Enjoy!” she added and left the hall.