Bi Couple Stories Novels & Stories

Newlyweds are supposed to stay glued to one another as a tattoo stick in one’s body, or as the moon has its rightful place in the night sky, but that didn’t happen in our case. Our scene is so different from all the couples out there. This marriage between us is a part of the business deal between our fathers. We are so different from one another, like day and night, and I am still figuring what I feel about my new husband. Again, doesn’t everyone have a different story to tell when it comes to life? Each person in this world has a unique and distinct story from the other person, which makes them an individual to all of us. The way our story goes, all the ups and downs shape us in life. They

I wasn't offended though. "My name is Jeffery. George is my twin brother. We are Unidentical twins. Nice to meet you. You have a nice jawline." Ohh this is Christabel's Guy. Now I know why she has been quiet. "Nice to meet you both. Christabel has told me so much about you." If looks could kill, I'm pretty sure I'd have been dead by now. Christabel was glaring at me. It was so funny. I thought she didn't care about being embarrassed. Aunty confidence. Lol.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

******************* Bisi and Scott have been married for two years now, they have not fallen out of love but rather their love has grown beyond just physical needs. Bisi had also lent his voice to the LGBT community in Nigeria, he had used his own story especially how he had overcome the hate and fear to live his life and love whom he wanted to love. His parents had cut off all contact and communication with him and even blamed his aunt for encouraging his life choices. Bisi's Pov

"This Marriage Contract (the 'Agreement') is made and entered into as of [Date] by and between Mr. Adrian Cagliari, the first party, and Miss Ashleigh Hartman, the second party..." Her grip tightened on the pen as she listened. Every word felt like another layer of chains locking around her. "You promise to tell me about my birth parents?" she asked one final time, her voice barely above a whisper. Adrian nodded, his expression unreadable. Swallowing hard, she signed her name. Her aunt followed suit, and then Adrian signed, sealing their fates. The lawyer stood. "In the presence of these witnesses, I declare Ashleigh and Adrian Cagliari husband and wife. Congratulations."

He seriously didn't think that I was going to let him cheat. We were both going to remain faithful, whether he fucking wanted it or not. It may be just a business deal but I wasn't going to allow him to disrespect me like that.. "Actually yes. What is our love story? What are we going to tell everyone? Especially the media." We couldn't just come out of the blues with our mating. People would sense something wrong. They would be suspicious and the Media would pounce on us.. "We will tell them we bonded over our heartbreaks. We stayed in touch when you went away and I visited you a lot. Our love bloomed from there.'

Their bond solidifies, with a love that knows no boundaries and a connection that grows stronger with each passing day. They become an inseparable duo, facing life's challenges and triumphs together, hand in hand. Their love is a constant source of strength and inspiration, empowering them to conquer any obstacle that comes their way. Their lives intertwine on multiple fronts, not only as romantic partners but also as business collaborators. They seamlessly blend their personal and professional lives, undertaking joint ventures and ventures that propel them to great heights. As they navigate the corridors of success, they emerge as a power couple, admired and respected for their unwavering d

Step, click. Billionaires? Billionaires? Really? Seriously? Could they have kept something bigger from her? It had been bad enough that they’d never told her they knew each other, that they were in a committed threesome before meeting her, that they wanted her—and had set up that night in the cabin as some sort of test. She was still raw from that—and had just started to heal from it, allowing herself to trust them slowly, giving herself permission to believe deeply that this was going to work, and that they could overcome convention and find their own,

Each entry held a piece of the story, a glimpse into the forbidden love affair that had haunted our family for generations. The journal chronicled the tale of two souls bound by love, torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. It spoke of their unyielding devotion, their sacrifices, and the insurmountable obstacles they faced in their pursuit of happiness. As the story unfolded, we realized that their love had not only defied societal norms but also ignited the fury of those who sought to keep their union hidden.