Broken Marriages Novels & Stories

The truth hit the room like an explosion, tearing straight through the polished calm of the wedding. The entire hall erupted. "Teresa's that vicious? Oh, my… She's been with that many men? Doesn't she worry about getting sick?" "And she had the nerve to call someone else trash? She's no better." "Mr. Tucker really got played. The woman he was about to marry has been with who knows how many people!" "So what does that make her? A community property?"

My grip tightens on my purse at the sting of her words. “It will be such a shame when your marriage falls apart. It was scandalous when Lily and Marco broke up, but he inevitably gets fed up with you and tosses you aside; it will be downright pathetic.” “And I’m sure you would be delighted if we broke up,” I say, my voice soft but firm. “Just like you were happy when Marco and Lily broke up. After all, it can’t be easy seeing the guy you like with another girl.”

“Good. But there's one rule; no questions.” I nod. Marrying a man rumoured to be anything but a human may be much better than spending the rest of my life among lunatics in a human-sized cage. What may lie in wait? Either victory, romance, or insanity…

Orlando and I had been together for ten years. I'd looked after his sick mom, sweating out a fever of my own, and where was he? Knocking back drinks with Rosalind, playing therapist to her broken heart. I swallowed my pride at work, getting chewed out by my boss, while he spent the night companying Rosalind because she had cramps. Then, when I got the news my mom had passed, I tried calling him, desperate for support. But nope—phone off. After a wild goose chase, turns out he was at Rosalind's graduation. That was it. I gave up. But Orlando wouldn't let go. Red-eyed, he begged me for just one more chance.

"I can forgive you for not being there if that’s what you want, I can overlook everything but only if you agree that love and promises of sweet nothings have no space between us, Alpha." I utter as I pull away from his touch. The word forgive feels funny leaving my lips. Is there anything to forgive between us? It was a contract, and neither of us was bound legally to do much else. Besides, even if our marriage were normal, our tale would have been as old as time—he thought he was in love, his mate came along, and he...wasn’t anymore. Many families break up because of mates, so instead, I should be grateful that he hasn’t tried to kill me yet.

she jabbed a finger toward me "....pushed her down those stairs out of jealousy." "Where is Sara now?" Cross asked. "Why isn't she here to speak for herself?" "She's recovering," Damian answered stiffly. "The shock of yesterday's events triggered her healing, but she's still weak." I nearly laughed at that. Sara, weak? Never in her life. Elder Marjorie spoke again, her voice calm amid the tension. "Dissolving a pack marriage is serious business. It has happened only twice in the last hundred years." "And both times," Cross noted, "it was because one mate was proven unworthy of the other."

Maybe the end of her marriage? It was one broken promise, one letdown out of many, and she couldn’t fathom why it felt the way it did. Why it hurt so badly, worse than all the other heartbreaks she’d faced throughout their relationship before. Why it felt more like a warning sign than anything else. A promise of what was to come - that ending she knew all too well. The one where they argued, fought, said something unforgivable, and found themselves right back where they started. Back to living their own separate lives beside each other, as if there were some sort of invisible line they couldn’t - shouldn’t - cross. Not again. Not after what happened the last time, and what was sure to happen

It has caused most of the heartaches in the world and has also led to many broken wedlock. “Yes,” began Charles. “Those acts of the modern women have brought up unhappy marriages and represented the ills of men and women behaviours today. Amorous behaviours are the major causes of most marital unhappiness. Frankly, nearly half of the broken marriages come from amorous acts. Most people can no longer shrug their shoulders about these acts but almost every woman in the modern world has embraced them. Now, look Vivian, if pure love worth a name, I must say you are the one. A true virgin that marries her husband and lives with him, is a blessing to the man. If you

I paused and uttered slowly, "Also, Neil and I are officially divorced. The Young family's affairs have absolutely nothing to do with me anymore!" Marianne's voice was shrill, almost piercing my eardrums. "Good riddance! You’ve been married for two years, and you haven't even given birth to a baby yet! My grandson should’ve divorced you long ago! Now that you're divorced, get the hell out of my sight and stop bothering my grandson!" Her insults never stopped. Liam could hear them from beside me, even though I did not put the call on speaker.

Nancy clarified immediately. I was shaken by both sides. I poured half of the remaining wine into my glass. "You're not going to fight over that, are you?" "NO!" They answered me at the same time. "Good, but let me tell you this to you, my friends. Nothing is permanent in this world, we don't know how long and how long we will be together... since, you know that it's all about Business Marriage is really the reason why we both got married, right?"