Elissa Whirlwind Marriage Novels & Stories

Eden said excitedly. “Kids, Graham and I just need to talk. Would you mind staying inside?” Elise asked the children, and they both walked in, waving their hands to Graham. Elise sat across the table from where Graham was. At first, she just stared out at the open field. Then, she said the most shocking thing, “I used to be married, but it was a marriage forced upon my parents.” “I was twenty-two when I signed those marriage contracts. I was young and naive, believing it was the only way I could help my parents from our crumbling business,” Elise said. “But the marriage was miserable and our business never took off.”

"Is this real?" Wanda nodded in response. "And before you say anything, I googled him and he's really the guy I met at the bar." Cherry felt light-headed, she grabbed hold of the island and sat on a barstool. "So you're telling me the Elliot Cyrus approached you and–" "Actually I approached him." "Shut up and let me speak." Wanda pursed her lips. "As I was saying" She continued. "You guys talked and now you're being paid fifty grand to fake marry him?"

I rubbed my eyes, muttering under my breath, "Damn it, Damon. You've got me thinking about shit I have no damn business thinking about." Elise was still talking—something about helping Mateo, making sure he didn't feel like he had to rush back. Honestly? I wasn't even catching the details anymore. My brain had gone rogue, running laps around this stupid, *domestic bliss* fantasy like I hadn't spent half my life avoiding that crap. Family. Marriage. A goddamn white picket fence. What the hell was wrong with me? I almost jumped when her voice floated back in, calm and patient, like she hadn't just interrupted my downward spiral.

"As far as I know, it can't do that right away." "So, are you saying you don't want to divorce Elijah? I'm his girlfriend, and yet you're the one he married!!" She panicked as tears poured from Elisse's eyes, causing the black eyeliner to spread down her cheeks. "I didn't know." "You should have found out before accepting the ring! How are we going to have a happy family if you're messing with our relationship?" She stood up and was going to take hold of Elisse, but she pushed her hand away, unintentionally knocking over the glass of juice.

Lisa’s POV Lisa stood in front of her dad, her eyes filled with tears, feeling stunned by his words. "You can't just marry me off like that. I'm not some kind of property to be traded. I have my feelings and dreams," Lisa said, her voice trembling with emotion. Mr. Edward stood there, listening to her, and responded calmly, "Lisa, you know how important this marriage is for my company and business. Besides, it's a contract marriage." "I don't care! I refuse to marry someone I don't love just because it's convenient for you," Lisa asserted, her voice filled with determination.

I rubbed my stomach as I kept laughing. There was no way I was going back to that house. I tapped the search bar on my phone in a bid to look for cheap accommodation. I stared at the top stories column with blurred vision. The one at the top position read “Billionaire Eliott Wisconsin's Marriage Invitation.” I wiped the tears from my eyes and tapped on it. The photos popped up and I almost lost my balance. Right there was my dear husband who I divorced a few hours ago wrapping his arms around my sister's waist. Her left hand was raised and on the fourth finger laid a beautiful ring. I tapped on a video and I cried as I watched the video. They announced their wedding in a video which was uplo

Not now, not ever. “Don’t tell me you’re still beefing me all because I told you the truth,” she fired back, arching an eyebrow. “Ah, I almost forgot, I later came to the realization that Mr. Garrison is not your husband.” Elysia scoffed. “Can you tell me when I said he was my husband?” Silence. But the woman wasn’t willing to let it go. “Can you also tell me when you said he’s not your husband?” A sigh followed, and the woman continued. “Too bad your kids don’t know their father.”

On the night of my tenth wedding anniversary with my billionaire husband, his female secretary called him. Ignoring the fact that I was completely naked, he pulled away and started to leave. I couldn't stop myself from confronting him. He sighed, yet his tone was inexplicably relaxed. "So you finally figured it out. Elowen is young and insecure. She's afraid I'll fall in love with your body again. "She's adorable. Now that I've tasted something young and vibrant, why would I ever settle for what’s withered and spent?" A chill spread through my body, and I stood there frozen. "Silas, that's not a funny joke." He didn't answer. He merely shot me a look of disgust. "She's underestimating hersel

“Oh yeah. No longer upset. Just want to know what happened at the bachelor party.” “We just had a few drinks and a night of freedom.” “A night of freedom? What does that mean?” “I didn’t marry you for you to nag me. Plus, we just got married - can I have some peace.” “I just want to know. I’m not nagging you.” “You are already jealous about him being with another woman. What if you see him with one? Are you going to run mad? Or kill him? I told you this marriage will make you miserable.” Ellis tortured her with thoughts she already knew.

For seven years, Elena Laurent lived as the unwanted daughter in her own family. Then one night, she overhears her parents discussing her arranged marriage as if she were nothing more than a business deal. When she confronts them, their cruel words finally break the last piece of her heart. So Elena walks away into the rain. That same night, she meets a mysterious billionaire in a hotel. Two lonely strangers make one reckless decision and become legally married overnight. By morning, he is gone. Eight years later, Elena returns to New York as the secret founder of a multibillion-dollar tech empire. She is no longer the discarded daughter. This time, she holds her family's fail