Novel & Cerita Female Led Marriage Stories

I will always take care of her and will try to become a good daughter-in-law, unlike bhabhi. Amreet (kissing her forehead)- Thank's dear! ................................................................. It has been 3 years of marriage and things that were all blur till date were getting cleared day by day. Anjana was now well aware of the fact that it was not bhabhi, but only her mother-in-law who always tried playing games against her. And now the same has started happening with her. Things were getting so messy day by day that she started realizing that it was her biggest fault for choosing to marry Amreet. She could have denied that day itself when Amreet's family asked for dowry. She co

“Let’s get married, Karen!” That news was wonderful to end the day, Agatha's situation was not easy, a wrong choice made her experience the worst, from physical to psychological aggression. Accepting a fate like this is not an easy task, but when life wants it that way, what can you do but stay, and try to change the situation? “The only thing left is you and Anthony” Karen stopped smiling. “Marriage” let the word ring in his head. “That wouldn’t be good.” “How no, you love each other” protested Agatha.

He pulls her closer to himself, and slowly claims her lips, kissing her gently and slowly, while she just stands on the spot like a log of wood. It's crazy how everything happened so fast, and now she's getting married to this man. She never imagined that the young man she met at the bar some months ago would walk down the aisle with her as her contracted husband. This can only happen in book series and movies, and experiencing it in her life now makes Alicia feels like she's living in world of fantasy. "May God bless your home with children that'll put smiles on your faces," The priest finally blesses the marriage...

She loves hearing love stories. "Uh-huh..." Rebecca nodded. "Me and my husband, Edmund. We were bound to an arranged marriage. I was forced into that marriage by my father. Thought I would never love him as I was betrayed by my ex." "At first, I thought I was so unlucky but later, I realised, it was the best for me. Being with Edmund was the best thing that happened to me. He cared for me. Tolerated my stubbornness and slowly made me realise that not every man is the same." She sighed lightly and continued,

Though he was still a sort of rude talker to cope up with but madam Genelia was able to learn him well now. Witnessing the states of all the royal marriages since childhood, she had a sort of fear and hatred towards the thought of any marriage. She always knew that it was only woman who cope up with all the problems but now she got to know that to make a marriage work somehow, the equal corporation of the other partner is needed. Madam Genelia was able to say that she wasn't living her life with royalty and sadness in fact she never a had any sort of complain since last few days.

Maybe it was some strange mixture of relief, anger, bewilderment, maybe empathy for her. I had dreaded the marriage, and yet now being taken away-the sudden realization was sort of off-the-wall. “Why should you tell me this?” I asked, lowering my voice. "So that you know where I stand," she said, voice unwavering. "I am not going to pretend to buy into this nonsense. I highly recommend you do the same." She rose, scooping up her books. “Now, excuse me while I attend to some much-needed studying.” With that, she exited leaving me there thinking in circles. Forced marriage, broken engagement, Karen's reappearance - such a mess my life had become and I had no idea how to fix it.

Alexis's hand held my palm, closing around mine. “ He was a strong headed man as well, the only one who found her across to him was your mother, he never told her to go away and was always there to listen to whatever she said, she would tell him to get this and he would do so, get that and he would go ahead to do so, they were so in love that everyone knew they would get married” I beamed at her, not expecting that they had such a beautiful love story, one that I would never have thought about hearing. It made me relaxed and I felt so much better being around her.

Because he didn't marry her, she met a great man like Quinn three years later. Quinn's small gesture had given Isabella the reassurance she needed and confidence returned to her voice. "Mr. Gray, as you heard, I'm a married woman now. Please don't disturb me and my husband anymore." Alexander lifted his eyes and stared at Quinn, who was engrossed in his talk with Braylon. Quinn didn't pay attention to him at all. Alexander couldn't accept the fact that Isabella was married. He thought, "Isabella must still love me.

Nothing could be allowed to stop that. Not my mother. Not Tasha. No one. I would be, for three more years, the perfect contract wife. The dinners. The cameras. The board meetings. I would grow larger slowly, the way women do, and I would make the math work by giving Fabiola no reason to question it and Alvin no reason to look. A wife living in her husband's penthouse for three years. A marriage that appeared, to all the right eyes, to be the real thing.

The ladies however, join our table, and while they catch up with Bella, I nurse my drink, sipping slowly and carefully. From their conversation, I find out that both women are married to underbosses and they’re frustrated. “Just last week, I walked in on my husband in bed with a younger girl. I couldn’t even say a word,” the tall lady says with a shake of her head. “Mine told me if I’m tired of having him cheat all the time, I should agree to an open marriage. But I’m not allowed to have sex with other men.” I stare at them with disbelief, even through my slightly hazed mind, I can’t grasp the concept of such a union.