Novelas y relatos de Dan Marries

“Slowly. But dying.” Something shifted in Marco’s face. This hit him. He’d known Vittorio almost as long as Damian had — grew up in that house, got half-raised by the old man, just like most of the senior staff. “I’m sorry, sir.” “He wants me married.” Damian let out a dry laugh, but it sounded more like nerves. The words still felt unreal. “Before the end of the season. Not engaged. Married.” Marco froze. “That’s—sir, that’s barely three months.”

“But you’re my mess.” I kissed him then, slow and deep, tasting blood and victory and love. His fingers dug into my skin as he kissed me back with surprising strength for a man who’d been shot twice in the last week. When we broke apart, I rested my forehead against his. “We’re married. We survived a war on our wedding day. What now?” Damien’s grey eyes darkened. “Now we consolidate power. We make sure no more ghosts from your father’s past come crawling out. And then…” His thumb brushed my lower lip. “We finally have that honeymoon. Somewhere with a bed and no bullets.”

So, Eric, I don't want you anymore. He shook his head frantically, panic written all over his face. "No, it's not like that. Gina, I was wrong. I'm sorry, I really am! I regret it so much. It was just a moment of impulse." He tried to reach for me, but Jonah blocked him. "Gina, please believe me. I know I messed up. I love you. I've always loved you. You're the one I want to marry." Tears welled up in Eric's eyes—the kind of tears that came with the crushing realization of losing me for good, a mix of regret and panic.

He then answered his own question, saying, "It started when I decided to marry Meryl. I was eager to know what she was like as a child after meeting you guys and Beth, yet all I ever heard were negative things about her. "You convinced me that she was a selfish woman who bullied her sister. As her husband, I felt compelled to take up the responsibilities you claimed she shirked. Yet because of that, I ended up hurting the woman I love." He lowered his head as he finished speaking. He refused to meet my eyes throughout his entire speech, consumed by a palpable fear that I would walk out of his life forever. While Wallace had been speaking, Mom's tears had begun to stream down her face uncontr

explained Jette. “Well, you know my bedroom. I still have old clothes there, you have to change your clothes and burn those things you brought from the mansion,” said the old lady. After doing it, “Now, you have to understand that Drew did not get married. Laine, his ex tried to seduce him one night and Drew fell for it. But the next day, Drew left the girl. She tried to get back to Drew but Drew told her that he’s already committed and engaged,” explained the old lady.

My phone buzzes, and I break my gaze from where Tay is. “Yes?” “Whoa! I take it as someone pissed you off?” Future asks. “Some chick called Melta,” I informed Future. “Then what I'm going to tell you will piss you even more.” “What?” I ask. “They used to hook up, but I'm not sure.” “Future you are not helping my situation here.” “You asked, but don't worry I heard she got married a few days ago to some business, old tycoon.” “The way her hand is clawed at Tay, it's like she is not even married at all,” I tell Future.

They wanted grandkids more than anything. Audrey’s dad also came around in the end. After the accident, he realized how crazy Anthony Cavanaugh was. He’d rather have Audrey never marry anyone and be happy than marrying a psychopath like him. Audrey did get married at the end though. She married both Killian and Caspian, not legally, just ceremoniously. They didn’t need a piece of paper to tell them who they are. They weren’t going to follow what the world says they need to be. They just did whatever they want to. Why? Because they could.

"Could you wait for me for a moment?! I promise I won't be long." Marvin nodded slowly. "Lord, I hope you don't hear my heart beating like this," he prayed. "Damn it, don't fall in love with your boss's wife, Marvin," he cursed at himself while lightly slapping his cheek. "Marvin, pull yourself together," he slapped himself again. "What are you doing?" Danas asked. "N-nothing, I will wait for you in the car." The car now approached a private jet. Marvin stepped out first, then he opened the door for Danas. "Please, Madam, Sir is waiting for you," Marvin said with a smile.

I had forgotten how impatient he can be, I better get to the point "So what I am saying in conclusion is that for the past two years, Grandma and my Dad had been bugging me about getting married and all that, and I had turned a deaf ear to them because I was not interested in any marriage, but just a few months ago, Grandma made this threatening decision, that if I don't intend to get married in a certain period of time, I will have to step down as the acting CEO of Liv Luxe,” "So that means I never heard it wrong, Mia was right, so you're saying you had to marry him under duress, is that correct?" He asked.

A horrible ache started in the pit of her stomach and rapidly spiraled through her inner organs out through her extremities until Bree’s entire body seemed to be on fire from the inside out. “Wait--what?” Maybe she hadn’t heard Trent correctly. Maybe this was all a joke. Hank was known for being a prankster. “Excuse me?” The fact that Trent’s blue eyes were focused on his shoes let her know she had heard him correctly, though. This wasn’t an awful dream. This was reality. He was marrying Monica Edge. “It’s me, Bree. I’m the groom.”