Female Led Marriage Stories Novels & Stories

She remembers little stuff on what her husband likes just to avoid any conflict. Some ended their marriage because of too much love. Their partners loved another woman and that made her cousins crazy knowing their husbands infidelity. Even though they knew that men were allowed to have 1 or 2 lovers. She learned that women who are in love were crazy to no extent. So she never entertained any emotions like having a crush or liking anyone. She reached her debut without having any romantic emotions. For she settled to put her interest in books.

Alya is now sitting in a cafe with her friends, Alya sadly said: "I am regretting getting married to Dhruv, first I thought I will be happy with Dhruv despite someone else will be in his life. Even I thought, with time he will forget that bitch but I was wrong he is madly in love with her " Her friend looked at her and asked: "If he loves her so much then why will he get married to you ", Alya sadly sighed and said: "Because of his dad. His girlfriend is an orphan and works as his PA but his dad will never accept a low-class girl like her as Dhruv's wife and Mittal's daughter in law but he really loves her ".

"HARI..CALL HER MRS.LEKA..Can't you see that she married women..So call her Mrs.Leka..Do you got it ??" Duplicate hari nodded with fear and start to say again, "Mrs.Leka..According to your grandfather will, after giving birth to a child, you have all the rights to your family property after your grandfather.." After saying this, duplicate hari looked at his MD aka hari..After feeling his PA stare, hari told me, "Yeah..Mmm..Because of that crap I married and touched someone like you..I was eagerly waited for you to get pregnant..A year has passed but still you don't get pregnant.."

Eversince her marriage survived the state of being in shambles, she never looked back but made sure everything remain intact. She was enjoying every moment of her new life. Her husband was promoted to a senior position in the company he had been working in for a long time. They decided to move from the rural village to the subarban town after her husband was promoted. Seipati was really a Cinderella now. Her prince charming made sure she got the kind of life a modern woman would wish for. Her thoughts took her back to where she visited the traditional healer to fix her marriage. Ntate Mogoadi had finally met her husband. He ordered him to see him as well so that he could give him some few ti

replied Jane. Aaron raised his eyebrow, quite surprised to hear that fact. Helena? Helped him? His eyes glanced briefly at the woman who was busy doing her makeup not far from him. Helena and all her charms were there, trying to lure him. If he must be honest, Aaron was a little grateful because the woman he was going to marry was Helena. He really couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he married a woman he didn't know. And what would happen to his lover? There was no desire to substitute or cheat on anyone, even though the marriage occurred due to coercion. He had to choose between Helena or the woman of his grandfather's choice. That situation made him frustrated to the point of

" Each phrase fell into me like small stones, piling in a basket I would be forced to carry. Later that evening, after the last guest had left and the compound smelled of spilled beer and fried oil, Mama called me aside. Her wrapper was loosened at the waist, but her voice remained sharp. "You did well today, she said. You smiled even when you did not want to. That is the first rule." I looked at her, waiting for more. "A woman’s endurance is her crown, she continued. If you want this marriage to last, you must understand that your place is here. Under this roof. And under my rules."

Claudia announced with mock cheer, “isn’t this cozy? A beggar’s wedding with barely a soul to witness it.” Vanessa snorted, covering her mouth as though she couldn’t contain her delight. “I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. “Elena, in her dirty apron, is marrying a man dressed like a vagrant. Perfect!” Heat rushed to my cheeks. My fists clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms. I wanted to vanish, but Adrian only pulled out the chair beside him at the registrar’s desk and said firmly, “Sit.”

“Listen to me carefully. Marriage is not romantic here. It’s administrative. People do it for tax reasons, for inheritance, for business mergers. This isn’t a fairy tale. It’s paperwork with rings.” “That’s worse,” Amara said. “Why?” “Because at least in a fairy tale, someone wants you.” Yasmin went quiet. That landed somewhere personal. Amara crossed her arms. “Who would I even marry? Some random British man off the street?” “Obviously not.” “Oh good,” Amara said dryly. “Standards.” Yasmin hesitated. And that hesitation was dangerous. Amara narrowed her eyes. “You already have someone in mind.” Yasmin didn’t answer.

she annoyingly shrieked. "Come on, Hailey, my daughter, stop fantasizing about him. He's married now, okay? Just accept it," a big white man said with tobacco in his mouth, and he coolly sat down closer to his daughter. "I know something is off, Dad. I'm telling you. I never saw that woman with him for so many years I followed him so, how could he marry her? I can smell something fishy is going on," she mentioned with her intuition about the girl that Grey married.

Except, the reason to give him grandchildren. "It doesn't matter if you have a lover. I also not expect to be your wife forever. Three years is enough," offered a woman in a black veil called Luna. A black dress covered her body too. Only his eyes that Yudha could see. Even so, Yudha unconfort to stare at her for a long second. He doesnt know what feel that girl carries. "Marriage is not for fun, Miss," said Yudha. "Let's it like you're helping me," said that woman again.