Cast Emergency Couple Novels & Stories

Inspired by the couple, other pairs soon joined in, dancing under the moonlight and the enchanting night sky. Fireworks burst in vibrant colors, illuminating the heavens. But amidst the joy and celebration, an unexpected event shattered the evening. A gunshot rang out, cutting through the festive atmosphere, and one bullet streaked toward the center of the gathering—right between the bride and groom. The crackling fireworks mingled with screams as guests scrambled for cover. Julie and Mark instinctively ducked, seeking safety. "Julie... Julie, darling, are you okay?" Mark asked, his voice trembling as he patted her abdomen, frantically checking for injuries.

Almost like he was seeing a nightmare play out in front of him. “Do you know who I am?” He asked, voice nearly trembling with fury. “Who the hell are you to even speak in my presence?” Before I could answer, Reese’s hand found mine, squeezing gently but possessively. “She’s my wife,” he said clearly, the words ringing with finality. “We got married yesterday. Lauren found out tonight. That’s what triggered this latest episode.” For the first time since they arrived, Tatum spoke. “You married the pregnant chick that broke my nose?” He exhaled, stuffing his hands down his pockets. “You really have a death wish, man.”

Roman's POV I watched the happy couple for weeks. I saw them go in and out of two homes, several offices, and many restaurants. Sometimes they were solo, sometimes they were together and sometimes they carried their son. They were popular in their small town which was sitting off the cusp of the major city. They never met a stranger and it infuriated me. And then one day, I followed them to the most peculiar place, a place that I hated to imagine. What was supposed to be my reality was theirs. My months of incarceration had brought them close. Lettie's failed revenge pulled them closer and bound them to a certain fate.

Old James was overjoyed and directly transferred 20% of the shares of the Garsia Group to her. The joint marriage between the James Group in Caliva city and the Macadams family in River City was held in Caliva city and River City, San Francisco, Chicago, and even the coastal areas. All the rich and powerful families congratulated them. This matter quickly spread throughout the Internet. Cassie had a lot of statuses, and her fans came from various industries. For a time, the scene overwhelmed the popularity of Ginger and Javen. 'Javen is a jerk. He dumped Cassie and Ginger to date. Fortunately, Cassie is smart and found a good man!'

The lights glowed yellow, like something watching from the dark. As I got out of the car, a gaunt elderly couple came up to me. Naomi explained to me that these were my new in-laws, Fred and Wilma Beresford. Since I had agreed to it, I did not hesitate. I greeted them politely. Fred and Wilma nodded at me with satisfaction. A dim bulb hung from the ceiling. The table was covered with burning candles. A strange rag doll sat in the center. I looked at Fred and Wilma in shock. Wilma stepped forward to explain. “Even though my daughter can’t move anymore, a wedding still needs to follow the proper ceremonies. So my husband and I decided to use a rag doll in her place.”

Notifications flooded the screen so fast the numbers blurred. I opened the top one. It was a video. It showed me head down, my earbuds plugged in as I walked fast across the quad. Jace and his group were around the corner. My shoulder slammed into his chest then I stumbled, his hand instantly reached out and caught my arm to steady me. Someone had slowed that part down; made it look deliberate and intimate. The caption read: “Hockey captain meets his mystery girl #CollisionCouple” Comments poured in underneath.

I tap the back of my palm to check her temperature. "What are you doing?" She asked. I knit my eyebrows frowning at her outbursts. "I'm checking if you are totally fine! You have a fever in two days!" I beamed. She didn't respond and back to the magazine she is reading just when my eyes landed on the headlines. Smith Corp and Felicity Company merged after the successful wedding of their children. Newlywed Jonathan Smith and Gertrude Cushe have seen intimately eating breakfast at Magnus Hotel. Match heaven lovely couple.

We were almost done, we were safe, until we're not. A crash sounded at the gate, then came shouts. A woman’s voice, shrill and furious. “Stop this sham of a marriage! This wedding is a lie!” Multiple heads turned to the source of the sound. My blood ran cold as I saw Cassandra bursting through, dress disheveled, eyes wild, shoving past a security guard. “You can’t marry her! She ruined everything for us!” Gasps rippled through the crowd. Xander tensed, stepping in front of me. Ethan moved fast too, Maya took a hold of my hand. But Cassandra kept coming towards us, her phone in hand recording us. “You thief! Homewrecker!" And my world as we knew it, tilted on its axis.

Not because he actually cared about Josephine's life, but because the scene reminded him of his own destroyed home and the absolute tragedy his life had become ever since Megan's husband showed up. The firefighters blasted the house with water hoses, slowly dousing the flames. Ruan felt the first rays of sunlight burn his skin; how had things reached this breaking point? “Ruan,” a heavy hand clapped down hard on his shoulder, making him jump. Ruan whipped around to look at the man, blood boiling in his veins. “The paramedics took Megan to the hospital; she isn't injured. She claims a man named Osvaldo started the fire.” “Osvaldo” Ruan knitted his brows, confused. “She told me her husband was

"Brutal as hell but smart." Damien pulled out his phone and started scrolling. His face went white. "What?" Celeste asked. He showed her the screen. Articles popping up everywhere. Obituaries. Tributes. Their photos are all over. The bottom of one article had a quote from some "family spokesperson." *"This tragedy could have been prevented. The couple had been receiving threats for weeks but refused adequate security. Their carelessness cost them everything."* "They're making us look like idiots," Celeste whispered. "Like we had this coming."