Bitter Sweet Marriage Novels & Stories

my mother says, embarrassed. "I'm just speaking the truth, Dulce," X affirms. "In fact, the translation of your name does it justice... Sweet. You possess a sweetness that complements Ramón very well; I believe that's the formula for a happy marriage." "Are you not married?" my sister quickly asks. "It's complicated," X replies evasively, leaving everyone at the table with a question mark. "Marriage is complicated." "I know how it is," my husband surprises me. "I hope everything works out for you."

"Three months? Do you think we can do that? It's a pest life oh. Why do I need to marry you? I know it will happen but I never expected this to be early." "Relax okay, we can find a way Allysa. Just trust me okay." "How can I relax if one day I just wake up and we're married. I will never be okay with that setup." "That's why we need to find a way to prevent it from happening, right? I don't want it either. You know how much I love my girlfriend and I won't agree to marry you either." He said to me, I was surprised when his voice suddenly arose. "Let's talk next time please."

She said aloud and picked up a book that laid on her desk. It was one of these countless books she read that talked about love and marriage. “Marriage is not always sweet like it seems. There are times when it is bitter and sour, and there are times when it is dark and filled with uncertainty. However, there shouldn’t be going back as with time, all broken pieces would come back together”, Emily read aloud amidst her sobs that became louder. She couldn’t tell why she picked up the book to read. It was clear that she was looking for some sort of pacification or hope. However, it caused her heart to break even more.

The bartender asked, getting annoyed with me. " Imagine this. You are married to him because your parents asked you to. But you love him. He has not touched you or even talked to you properly. The only thing you do for him is to make him breakfast and dinner. He places money in your bank account as a fee for marrying him. Whenever you try to talk to him, he gives you short replies because he could not be bothered to listen to you.

"Marriage is something serious! This is not a game like ours." "I've known you for six years, Angel! Six damn years! I know you better than Harvey!" Sean screamed as his hand punched the wall next to me. "And I know marriage is not a game. You promised to love your husband forever, but the fact is you betrayed your God. You love me!"

Apparently, they had known each other back from their diaper days and started dating in high school. Not many people knew of their marriage since it was a small occasion of close family and friends. After marriage, Clara became part of our group too since they were never apart. I gotta say that Sean was pretty bold for taking such a life changing decision and being so sure of it. As for me the thought of marriage itself scared me shitless. I did not want to end up like my parents or their friends. Most of the people I looked up to growing up were either in loveless or arranged marriages. I guess that made me not think or want to get committed to someone else.

His words covered Kathleen's heart in a cloud of comfort as they expressed his intentions towards her. "Yes! Kathleen, we are not some teenagers who would date and waste time, I want to marry you. I wanted to propose to you properly since you deserve it but your psycho husband ruined things for me today. I feel very threatened and at a miserable place." Alec, after almost proposing her, looked away and sighed. Kathleen was surprised to hear what he had just told her. For her, marriage was like a cage due to her past experience, but she did want a pair of strong arms that could hold her and keep her safe.

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

If marrying a ruthless man meant keeping her alive… Then I would do it. I would endure the cold, the distance, and the loveless contract. I set the phone down and exhaled slowly. Then, against my will, Ethan's face surfaced in my mind, his steady gaze, his controlled presence, the sharp edge of confidence he wore like armor. I clenched my fists. I hated that I had noticed. Hated even more that I found him… a little attractive. That was dangerous. And I had a feeling this marriage was going to cost me far more than I was prepared to lose.