Dua For Marriage Novels & Stories

She nodded quickly. Joon Wong jerked Haneul in front of their father who was sitting on the armchair while Crossing his arms against his chest. "I-I am ready to get married." She stuttered nervously. Her father smirked in amusement before leaning forward. "Good, now go and sleep. Tomorrow will be an exhausting day for you." Joon Wong said, making her gulp before running off. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I'm sorry, but I'm not desperate yet to take your offer; I'll just find another job." Daphne stood up and looked at the man closely. Jacob grinned and shook his head. She was about to take a step when he spoke. "I will support your grandmothers' medical needs when you agree to marry me, Miss and after everything, I will pay you a million dollars after we divorce. It's simple, just marry me. We'll act like we're husband and wife, after I get my inheritance, I'll process the divorce paper right away and I'll pay you," he added.

Dad spoke with a solemn tone "Mr. and Mrs. De'Luca, we are honored to have this opportunity to discuss the union of our families." He paused for a moment, clearing his throat. "After extensive discussions, we have decided to proceed with the plans for the marriage between Amina and your son, Damien." A brief silence follows, as the De'Luca's absorbed the news. Old madam De'Luca, nodded slowly. "We appreciate your trust in our family, Mr. William. This alliance will indeed serve both of our interests well. The date of the marriage will be two months from now, I hope it is well with you.”

” “The marriage will have to last for five years and we must have the child in the second year of marriage, you will have to go through some fertility tests before the wedding, and yes, if you want access to the child after the termination of the marriage, you may.” “Two years” I spit out without thinking, without thinking if I’ll be accepting this mouthwatering deal, I mean if I were to accept it, I would be set up for life, same goes for my brother, no more struggle with landlords, employers, just two years of a marriage with a pretty handsome man, that is if he were to agree to my offer of two years “Hmmmm, I don’t see why I should agree to that, I need a marriage that appears real to my

One would think the wedding was his since he'd singlehandedly been planning every step of his master plan carefully for weeks since the mysterious demise of Darius Martel. Initially, the wedding truly was his to Darius' widow, Cayetana Martel, but out of the blue, he woke up feeling like I was of age to marry either of the Martel daughters and prove I had his blood running through my veins. In all the twenty-six years of my life, I hadn't imagined myself marrying anyone anytime soon, that too, a woman like Sofia. I was raised to be merciless, cold and heartless. Looking into those innocent milky pools of the most uncommonly striking green eyes I'd ever seen vividly reflected the delicate nat

"How can that be? Will the Farringtons accept a pup with filthy Monroe blood? This child will be illegitimate! You will marry, you will have heirs in the future. What about this pup? What about me?" Dolphus immediately replied to her. "Then let us get married. Bring your ID card. We will go for registration tomorrow!"

I received his reply only two hours later, stating, "You're nine months pregnant, and the due date is imminent, Meryl. You shouldn't be joking about our marriage or our unborn baby in such a manner. You'd better not bring this up again!" I couldn't stop my tears from streaming down my face as I read his response. I longed to think the loss of my baby was a mere illusion, but the profound, hollow ache in my belly was a crushing reality.

Then: "Yes. I'll marry you." "Because you're conditioned to comply?" "Yes." "Not because you want to?" "I don't have wants. I have function. And my function is to serve you. Marriage serves that function. So—yes. I'll marry you." Dante slipped the ring on her finger. Heavy. Binding. Claiming. "Two weeks," he said. "We'll plan it. Make it perfect. A celebration and a purge. The beginning of our future and the end of our enemies." "Understood."

"Yes. Usually, I don't like to explain but I guess I have to at this point. This would be a contract marriage. It won't hold for eternity which means I'd be needing the heir within two years." I gawked at him bitterly. "Two years?" "You and I will be benefiting from this contract. You understand? I don't need your love, I need your fertility." he analyzed and his last sentence irked me. "I'd have to live with you for two years?" "I believe that's what couples do." He burst into hysterical laughter and I felt stupid. No doubt, Stephen De La Cruz was the man of every woman's dream. I had caught some people talking about how they would almost run insane if they came across him and he asked them

Testing the Conviction Daxton leaned back, steepling his fingers. “Marriage is not merely a matter of love, Damien. It is a covenant, a responsibility to the family and its future. Children are not just blessings; they are a commitment that extends beyond you and May. Do you understand this fully?”