Can You Marry An Object Novels & Stories

"Without a word. Without an explanation. Do you have any idea what that did to me? To us?" Her eyes didn't budge. "There was no 'us,' Kai. There never was." The words hit me like a perfectly placed slap, but I wasn't backing down. "You expect me to believe that? After everything we shared, everything we- "Don't romanticize it," she cut in, her razor-sharp voice slicing into my thoughts. "Our marriage was a contract. Nothing more." I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, and I straightened in my chair. "A contract?"

I asked, in surprise, someone remind me which planet this was, because this felt like another world separate from the one I knew. "No, we don't." "So you guys just find your mates, and that's it." "Yep, marriages are for humans, but the bond between mates is stronger than that." "Why did you say so?" "Because humans are only held together by oaths they don't keep, but the mate bond can only be destroyed if the two parties agree." I perked up instantly, and he chuckled. "Don't even dare think about that. "So they just agree, or is there some ritual that had to be done?"

“Everything changed the day I met you. I knew at that moment that you were going to be a part of my life in some way. I am glad we figured out so quickly that it was in the best way. You have made my life worth living. You have given me hope, happiness, a family, and a love that is so strong I can barely believe it exists sometimes. We have celebrated many good moments together, and we have survived many difficult ones together. I asked you to marry me once before, and you said yes. Our wedding was beautiful, but when we said our vows ‘forever’ meant a very different thing back then to me. I was young and very mortal. “Ash-” “Bright, I want to say our vows again. I want to promise you foreve

"Commitments are short lived. Sure, people mean it when they confess love and devotion, but time erodes all the good stuff and leaves the bad. Do you personally know anyone who is happily married?" She parted her lips, then lapsed into silence. "Besides my parents? I guess not. But that doesn't mean there aren't any happy couples." "Maybe." his tone contradicted his partial agreement. "I guess there are alot of issues we don't agree on," she said, and shifted in her seat then crossed her legs. "We will need some time together to see if this will work." "We have no time, the wedding has to take place by the end of next week. It doesn't matter if we get along. This is strictly a business arran

There was a traffic jam on the road; several cars were filling the space and making movement slower. "Mr. Weston, is something wrong? You seem so tense," Martha asked, like she was beginning to study me. I smiled, knowing that she genuinely cared when I saw the concern etched on her face. "Yeah, I am fine. I am just troubled by the fact that a werewolf cannot marry a human. That's my pack law, unless we risk banishment and our wolf sent to exile." "Wow!" Martha's eyes popped out in surprise. "Are you sure? But you said that you like me. So what happens if I had said yes?" she asked, and I smiled as I drove slowly before navigating to the street that led to the estate where her father's house

Their people would lose more than it would gain from this punishment. "Humans view 'marriage' as the union between partners who will be a family unit. They do not breed legally outside this union. You chose this station. This means you must follow their laws. You are not able to 'marry' a female partner now you have 'married' each other. Do you understand?" John started to protest and Tom reached out to touch his arm. He squeezed lightly to gain his attention and shook his head almost imperceptibly. "We understand. If we were to dissolve this marriage, would John be allowed to take a breeding partner?"

--Ines POV-- "What is marriage, Sandra?" I curiously asked. "Marriage? You don't know? Don't mermaids get married?" She paused in taking a sip of her tea to ask with widened, surprise-filled eyes. "We mate. And once you mate, a bond is created that cannot be severed; I'm guessing that's similar to marriage for Humans, isn't it?" She hummed thinking about it for a moment.

“Woman, what is there to decide?” “It’s marriage, not a game. According to our customs, I only get to do it once, right?” Eros crossed his hands over his chest. “Well, once is stretching it a bit. You can’t get divorced, but you can marry again if your husband dies.” “Do you want to kill me, Eros?”

I needed to find a loophole that wouldn’t cost my parents or Lance their lives. “Lance told me that we were technically already married. He said that the ceremony was just a formality,” I complained. He nodded. “This is correct.” “Then, I can’t marry if I’m already married,” I pouted. “The marriage can be nulled by a challenge if it occurs before the wedding ceremony,” he said. “The ceremony is like a waxed seal on a document. It solidifies it so that no one can challenge it.”

she said when they sat on the bed, facing each other as if the thin mattress were a couch. Kaplan swallowed, jaw tight. “Ask.” “Does marking me make us married?” She sounded half-amused, half-businesslike—her academic checklist activating. “No. Not technically.” Kaplan answered plainly. “We can be marked and not married. But I would love to marry you when we’re ready.” “And what else does marking do, besides show we’re mated?”