Broken Marriages Novels & Stories

We had forged an unbreakable bond, not just between us, but within the expanded family that now stood united against any future storm. As we stood on the threshold of a new chapter in our lives, we carried with us the lessons learned, the scars earned, and the unwavering belief in the power of love. Our story, filled with contract marriages, one-night stands, betrayals, secret babies, and unexpected twists, had transformed into a testament of resilience, forgiveness, and the unbreakable strength of family.

Betrayal, heartbreak, disappointment, disgust, were all feelings Alice thought she had homed when it came to her now broken relationship, it was strange, the anger, the hate, the ache, she had come to the club with a sixty percent expectancy to witness his betrayal, but it still hurt, and even worse, that Taria had to shove it in her face. She no longer felt the urge to follow through with her plan, he wasn't worth it, not anymore.

Without her, I might've stayed blind in that sham marriage. "Congrats," I said. "Wish you grow old together." My concession disappointed her. She lost interest in the conversation and left with a broken-looking Antonio in tow. I later learned he'd been involved with her abroad but dumped her when he returned, thinking she was too poor. She was married, but her husband died, leaving her a fortune. Since then, she had schemed to win Antonio back, causing all this drama. The bakery that sent the wrong cake was hers. She had orchestrated the mix-up.

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

“Did I do something wrong? If I did, we can talk about it. We can fix it.” “There’s nothing to fix,” he replied calmly. Too calmly. Tears blurred my vision. “Then why?” His silence was cruel. “I’m in love with someone else,” he said finally. My knees felt weak. I reached for the back of the couch to steady myself. “Someone else?” I repeated. “Richard, we’re married.” “Yes,” he said. “And our marriage was never supposed to be real.” The words cut deeper than any blade ever could. “Not real?” I laughed weakly. “What do you mean, not real? Three years, Richard. Three years of living together. Of sharing a bed. Of...”

Gabby snapped. "You think I wasn't hurt when we broke up" Tan snapped back. The business man inside him snarled at the same time. "I could care less, if you were hurt Tan, I wasn't the one that called off the engagement so stop throwing a pity party, but since this is a business and I promised myself I would not let my personal life get in the way of my work life I would agree to the terms about being business partners." Her words flowed endlessly penetrating into his heart like a dagger.

I said nonchalantly, and she smiled. "I can't believe it..." "What's so unbelievable about it?" I asked with a furrowed brow. "Ask me that in a few weeks. For now, just relax and enjoy; my brother should be arriving soon." With that instruction, we drank the first shots until we lost count, laughed about some of the situations that happened in Las Vegas, some more absurd than others, and the fact that most divorces happened within the first seventy-two hours of getting married in some of the most iconic chapels was quite amusing. Knowing that people ended up so badly that they could wake up married to a stranger overnight was kind of uplifting. Then, to a certain extent, I envied that they c

The perfect couple in the world still went through many fights in their marriage, but they had enough joy, trust, and good faith between them that the marriage survived the worst trials. Scarlett and Francis made a clever pair. They chose to break up not because they didn’t love each other but because they loved too much and too deeply. In their opinion, being together reluctantly would destroy the love they had for each other, so they chose to break up and take some space and time for themselves as individuals. After they endured life, if they still thought the other was the best match, they would take the plunge and decide to get married all over again.

"No." "Why?" "Because you're a stranger." "I'm the guy you kissed." "I kissed your helmet. That's not the same as kissing you." "It's closer than most people get on day three of a breakup." "We're not broken up. We were never together. There's no breakup."

“They won’t believe me even if I try to explain. It’s a known fact that I’ve been spending the past few months with you. Can you please stop being angry? My parents are actually quite fond of you. Truth be told, I do think you’re a good person. Let’s get married. We can discuss the conditions. As long as there’s a house and a car, we can discuss everything else.” Brian frowned. “Do you not get it? I won’t marry you, and I don’t want to marry you. Isn’t breakups normal? What? Must all relationships end in marriages? Is there no such thing as a breakup? Initially, I had already intended to marry you, but you’ve gone and screw it up. This is it. I have nothing left to say to you. Don’t look for