Bitter Sweet Marriage Novelme Novels & Stories

This marriage was definitely ending. As I left, my hand accidentally brushed against Richard's. Warm skin met cool softness, and the next second, he grabbed my hand tightly.

Cherry comforted as I glared at her. “He didn’t break my heart, his married.” “Even worse. I’ve learnt a lot and dating a married man never ends well for you, too much of cowards to leave their partners for you. I’ve had my fair share of such arrangements and now I live in the moments.” “He loves me as much as I love him and he is also my fated pair.” “Fated pair? How did you know if he’s married? It’s not like he is…” She paused in her drink. “His partner is a beta.”

I ran to the bed and threw myself onto it, sinking into the softness with a sigh. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. If I was going to be stuck in this marriage, I might as well enjoy the luxury that came with it. Still, despite the comfort of my surroundings, a bitter taste clung to my tongue. I was married to Alpha Ashvin. And there was no escaping it.

"And then she goes and gets married, to none other than the alpha of the enemy pack, Levi Grant! And do you know why she did it? She did it because she loves being the center of attention. She knew that way she'd be on everyone's mouth." Sebastian takes a step towards me and looks at me menacingly. "Don't you think it's pathetic to marry another man just to put on a show? Even though, it's obvious that you're still in love with me," he adds. He grabs my chin and lifts it up, making me look at him. His blue eyes are full of venom. For an instant I can't believe that this man and the one I was about to marry are one and the same I am unable to move, but Levi then appears. He pushes Sebastian a

Unfortunately, there was only a deliveryman holding a small box standing before him instead of the figure he was hoping for. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Hunter Jones? You have a parcel from Ms. Audrey White." Hunter eagerly signed his name and accepted the package when he heard Audrey's name. He was dumbstruck after opening the box. That was because there was a fake marriage certificate, Audrey's engagement ring, and several printed images of Sarah's past social media posts in the box. It turned out that Audrey had long known about his marriage registration with Sarah. Each of his affections toward Sarah was posted on social media and became the weapon Sarah used against Audrey.

She arrived at the part where the main character in the story failed from an imminent wedding ceremony, which only needed to say the wedding vows and was crushed by an unexpected reality. So that's a secret that is the answer to all the mysteries implied from the beginning of the novel. This is the surprise Diana told her to anticipate. Kat placed the novel in her lap and smiled faintly, suddenly feeling awe at the novel in her hands. This is an eighteenth century novel, but the story is truly extraordinary. Suddenly her cell phone rang. Kat glanced over and frowned. There was Adrian's name flashing there, complete with a photo of the two of them, embracing each other for the camera in a lau

But there I found a piece of paper stuck at the back of her dress, which she had kept earlier. "As we all know that now we are married ....... But let me tell you, we haven't confessed yet..... I know my husband is dumb so here I am taking the initiative ...... He is the one who's face I want to see every morning and i can't imagine a moment without his presence in my life ..... I know all this is sounding so cliche nd illogical but I could really feel it's happening within me ...... Nd here I am already planning my life tasty, fancy and sweet married life just like this cake ..... Yeah because I want everything sweet for him because my man has already had his share of bitterness ..... Nd fo

Bridget watched me undress with the heat building behind her eyes, her hand still moving between her thighs, her breath quickening. She slid further back onto the bed as I approached. I climbed onto the mattress and crawled over her. My mouth crashed against hers. She tasted like wine and like something faintly chemical, the residue of whatever she had drunk before coming to this room. I did not care. I did not let myself care. I closed my eyes and let myself believe, for one impossible, willing moment, that the lips beneath mine belonged to the woman I had married. I reached down between us and guided myself to her entrance.

That concerned tone made it sound as if Lawrence were the victim, the one who’d been wronged. He took the opportunity to lean into her, playing it up, “My mouth hurts. The moment he saw me, he went crazy. Barged in and started hitting me.” Ysabel immediately turned to me with her ice-cold stare, like laced with poison. “Quintus Gill! Haven’t you made enough of a scene? “You won’t stop until you’ve made a complete spectacle of yourself, will you?” I looked at her, my heart twisted. “Ysabel, this is our home since we got married. Have you forgotten?