Dreams About Marriage Novels & Stories

"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.

I wake up startled, drenched in sweat, unable to determine where I am. It’s just a dream. Shutting my eyes, I try to return to the amazing dream, throwing the blanket over my head looking for that blissful escape. It’s pointless. I’m wide awake, and now I am trying to interpret what the dream means. Marriage and Killian. Is that what I want? Could I be his girlfriend and be happy with just that? I’m seriously overthinking this.

My dreams gave me away. I had no idea it was happening. I’d remembered the dreams themselves, and they were wild and salacious. The kind of highly charged, erotic fantasies I hadn’t had in a long time, not since I’d married Luke. I was still very attracted to my sweet and sensual husband. But sex dreams were, I’d thought, entirely in my past.

"Just like a newlywed, he'll carry me to our room and we'll take a bath together and, well..." I smiled and didn't add anything to my mind. "What a naughty mind you have right now, Aurora! Stop your malicious mind! You shouldn't think about that because it's really different from other couples who were deeply in love with each other. Just imagine that this will all end and this will happen in a real marriage with the man for you. So self, just go with the flow. You and Damien will be free to this marriage very soon..."

“But, the lady in the supermarket says that two guys can’t get married” “Marriage is done by two people who love each other regardless of gender. You love me right?” “Yeah! I love you the most in the world Thean!” “I also love you Blaine” *ring….ring…..ring…* The loud noise of the alarm clock wake me up. Another dream. Ever since the incident at the club happen, Blaine would get a strange dream every night. And it is always about Almothean and him. “Ha… Marriage huh?” Blaine said feeling frustrated.

she said, looking at the dress again. “This dress over here, is every girl’s dream, especially wearing it for the man you love. Getting married isn’t just about being happy, but the fact that you share the good news and bad news. It’s not just a trip to heaven” mom said, that’s why I can’t do this!! If getting married with the guy who loves you is not perfect, then what about getting married with someone can never love you?

“Is this marriage only temporary or is this marriage a real marriage for a couple who truly love each other? If it's a temporary marriage or a fake marriage, I don't have to worry about my future because we can get divorced at any time for reasons of incompatibility. But if this is going to be a real wedding, I really need to think about it carefully. I don't want to sacrifice my life just for a marriage that I don't want at all and only for your benefit." "You think? What do you want this marriage to be like?” Truly I hope my marriage will be a once in a lifetime and happy marriage forever. It never once crossed my mind that the marriage I was going to have was a marriage that was set up fo

"Waiting for me? Jessica, do you even believe your own words? What do you take me for, someone you can just summon and dismiss as you please?" Jessica's face flushed, and she looked completely flustered. She began, "Let me explain…" I cut her off. "There's nothing to explain. You and Marcus are married now. What more is there to say? I wish you both a long and happy marriage with many children." She fell silent for a few seconds, as if remembering something. "I've been having dreams lately, where the person I'm marrying is you. You were so gentle and kind. You even stayed in our hometown to take care of our parents."

I entered and closed the door behind me. "Growing up, I always imagined my marriage as a perfect match with my Prince charming and living happily ever after full of passion and conquering thoughts. I wanted my partner gentle, kind and affectionate enough for us to have children of our own after years of crazy riot sex and love making. The day I signed that contract I threw that dream to the bin and allowed a mortifying story to happen instead. What is love for you? A simple pretty word? Used to fill women thoughts with dreams and manipulate their minds? Another way of trapping me to a death end and multiplying my pain making my sacrifice useless? Or a means to get attention from a pussy you'

“Damien, I’ve dreamt of a future with you too. A future filled with love, trust, and resilience. Our one-year marriage was just a beginning, wasn’t it?” A surge of relief washed over Damien, followed by an overwhelming surge of joy. He nodded, tears glistening in his eyes. “Yes, Brenda. It was just the beginning. I want to build a life with you, face the challenges that come our way, and celebrate the joys together.” That moment, they understood that their dreams weren’t separate entities but intertwining threads, weaving a tapestry of their shared future. As they held each other, Damien and Brenda allowed themselves to dream once more, to envision a life that surpassed their wildest imagina