Can You Marry An Object Novels & Stories

Technically, yes but I can’t marry Oliver because same-sex is still not legalized in this country. I want to experience walking in the aisle and looking at him waiting at the end of the altar. But wait me walking at the isle? So I am the bride here. Well yes because comparing Oliver’s built to mine really has a big difference. And the way he is taking care of me is giving the vibes of a husband also he is too tall. He cannot be in the bride’s point of view obviously. “So tired” I muttered. I clean the mess in the table and proceed to my bedroom.

Article 1: The marriage shall last 365 days. Article 2: No physical intimacy without mutual consent (though public displays of affection are mandatory). Article 3: No emotional attachment. Article 4: Under no circumstances shall a pregnancy occur. I paused at Article 4. My heart gave a strange little tug. "No pregnancy?" "I am under pressure from my board and my mother to produce an heir and settle down," Adrian said, standing up. He walked to the window, his back to me. He was tall, his tailored suit fitting his broad shoulders perfectly. "The marriage satisfies the 'settling down' requirement. But I have no intention of bringing a child into a world of business deals and fake smiles. This

"In your marriage, was there consummation?" Ardonis cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably. "Yes." "Hum," she murmured, exchanging a glance with the figure beside her. She looked back at me, her expression unreadable. "Well, we have gone through the divorce petition, and I'm afraid it's not looking so good." My stomach dropped. "Why? Why is it not looking good?" The elder sighed, as if explaining something to a child. "Because it is not left for us to end a union. Once the blood bind is sealed, it is beyond our jurisdiction to sever. It is a spiritual tether, not merely a legal contract."

“But it’s not going to work, is it?” My sister gives me a serious look. “Because of the different species?” “Vampires and wolf shifters don’t marry or mate. It’s impossible.” I get to my feet, agitated. “Why are you thinking so far down the line?” Aisha demands, watching me pace.

"Under Section 14, a marriage is only fully protected against central government registries and forced exams if a physical, biological mating bond is present. They require visual evidence of an active scent-lock." "A bite mark," I whispered, the words tasting like copper in my dry mouth. "Yes," Marcus confirmed, closing the book with a heavy thud that sounded like a coffin lid. "If the compliance team arrives and finds a clean neck, they have the legal authority to void the marriage contract on the spot. They’ll classify the union as a fraudulent obstruction of justice. They’ll take you into custody, Elliot. They’ll put you in a state containment facility for the duration of your heat to run

The tie clip inside was still delicate, and the card read: Safety, health, and mutual trust are the best marriage. After reading it, Shen Zeyan gently hugged me. Instead of an expensive gift, he took out a family agreement we wrote together: Communicate frankly immediately when encountering any problem, without hiding or bearing it alone; Trust each other firmly and not be influenced by external rumors or malicious videos;

"Once we're married, he'll never have another chance to harass you like this." I nodded and leaned against Matteo's shoulder. I knew I needed to marry Matteo as soon as possible and cut off Enrico's delusions completely.

Felix said and a wide smile formed on my lips. “You will marry me?” I asked. He nodded. “Hmm. What? You don’t want to marry me?” “Of course, I want to marry you!” I said and hugged him more. “Good. I can’t wait for that day to come.” We stared at each other and I smiled. But that day won’t come anymore. If he didn’t cheat, that day we’ve always looking for might come soon but it won’t. It won’t happen.

I raised a brow at this, "a marriage contract." "What?" "Look, my grandfather wants you to get married to me, it would take down the scandals and everything else. Now, I don't want to get married to you so the contract states that the marriage would last for 3 years and we would get a divorce-" I interrupted. "Wait, you can't expect me to just get married to you, I just met you and I want no business with you." "Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking. Trust me, I feel the same way but when dealing with someone like my grandfather you've not got a choice, it's either this or you deal with the press."

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."