Break Me Down Marry Me Novels & Stories

"Why, darling? I'm sorry that this marriage is forced. We have to get married to "Noah, are we married?" Grace interrupted Noah again with a one-liner that managed to make Noah smile even wider. "If you don't believe it, then what's in your hand? That means you're already my wife, Grace, darling. Noah replied happily, no longer hesitating to call Grace dear. Today, the barriers and walls of Grace's arrogance that hated him were shattered, replaced with a special piece of paper that was proof of their love union.

My desktop screen glowed quietly in front of me. I tried focusing. Tried pretending I was just another employee working an ordinary job. But every small movement reminded me otherwise. The sting on my skin from Laney’s slap earlier. The missing piece beneath my dress. The memory of Romane’s eyes watching me from that jewellery store. God. I pressed my fingers against my temple tiredly. What was happening to my life? I felt not in control anymore after a very long time. My marriage was cracking apart in silence. Laney was becoming more possessive by the day. And somehow Romane had suddenly reappeared after years like a ghost refusing to stay buried.

"Jaime, last night... You broke me first." ------The End-------

Bless The Broken Road" began to play as Marvin slowly wheeled Crystal down the ramp I built for today. Crystal began to cry and I lost it. Ray put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed a little. When Marvin stopped in front of me, he walked around the wheelchair and leaned down, and kissed Crystal on the forehead. "Who gives this beautiful young woman Crystal away?" "That would be me and her mother who is watching over her and her stepmother." "Today we are gathered here to witness the union of Brooks Milner and Crystal Martini. Brooks has something he wants to say to Crystal before I go on in joining the two of them as Husband and Wife." I had to take a moment and gather myself before I coul

Laura’s hand slips, and her cup shatters on the floor, coffee spilling everywhere. His secretary rushes in, cleans up, and replaces it silently. “What did you just say?” Laura blurts out, hardly believing her ears. “Let’s get married,” Chris repeats calmly. She stares at him. “Do you even realize what you’re saying? You want us to get married? You must be joking!” “Do I look like I’m joking?” he counters smoothly. “I’m engaged, Chris. Soon to be married.” “You can break it off. You’re not married yet.”

“It was said to hold the power to change our fate, but only if mended by true love.” I eyed the pendant, realization dawning on me. “You mean...” He nodded. “The day it broke was the day I handed you the divorce papers. I believed it was a sign, confirming my decision to let you go was right.” “But why did it break?” I pressed, the urgency evident in my voice. His gaze met mine, filled with anguish. “It broke when I lied to you about my reasons for wanting the divorce.” I staggered back, the weight of his words sinking in. "You lied? But why?"

He leaned back in his seat after speaking with so much authority and sincerity, he looked genuinely so attractive as he spoke. I cleared my throat, rubbing my glossy pink lips together, “Thank you but how?” “How what?” He smirked, and I rolled my eyes at the shift in his mood. “To get your revenge and to help you in getting every single thing back,……” He trailed off as if there was an inaudible drum roll waiting for him to finish speaking. “We are going to have to get married.” He suggested but not in a suggestive tone, it was like a ritual that had to take place and I couldn’t help but look at him with wide eyes.

It was as if something had blocked the force entirely, preventing it from reaching me. "Beep! Verification successful! Merit detected in Annabeth. Punishment exempted." I stared blankly at the golden light, confused, and blurted, "What?" The Supreme Court spoke again, sounding almost impatient. "Annabeth has donated vast sums of money and rescued countless children. Her accumulated merit is immeasurable. Punishment exempted." As soon as those words fell, the restraints around my body vanished. Before I could react, Micah pulled me tightly into his arms. "Annabeth, marry me. Please don't leave me again. I can't lose you."

Sebastian asked as he was disturbed by Charlotte's sinister laughter. "You really are dumb! You didn't read the terms of the contract we both signed." "What do you mean?" Sebastian asked in confusion. "It clearly stated that if 'I' should break our marriage before the one year is up, then you would take over my shares," Charlotte said but Sebastian still didn't understand what she was implying. "It states 'I', not 'you' which means that if you break the marriage, then my shares remain my shares," Charlotte explained. Sebastian's eyes went wide with shock as he realized what Charlotte was saying. The contract emphasized on what would happen if she broke the marriage but not what would happen

She wasn't the one in control anymore. "I should be thanking you," I sneered. "If you hadn't stalled, the hotel footage wouldn't have come through. Consider this my thanks." I had the black pig dragged in again and pulled the veil down over her face. "No! I'm not doing this! I'm not marrying a pig!" Teresa shrieked. She struggled and screamed, but I forced her through the ceremony step by step. Her voice turned hollow, as if something had broken inside her. "I'm ruined… I'm ruined… How am I supposed to face anyone after this?"