Fierce Marriage Novels & Stories

"Excuse me?" "You see us fayagans we don't marry with rings or jewels or whatever you people get married with these days . . . We marry with fire." "Marry with fire? What does that mean marry with fire?" she asked. "I breathe fire onto you and I mark you. And instead of wearing my ring you wear my burns. Burns that you won't even notice are there when you're close to me but when you're away from me will cause you a pain that you have never before felt; a pain that will eventually be your death should you not find your way back to me."

she insulted him, not backing out from his glare. "When I said no, IT'S NO. I don't like sharing my property. I own you, remember?" he madly mentioned, and gripped her neck to threaten her. "Then, five months it is," she bravely said, and pushed him to remove his hand on her neck which surprised him. "Take it or leave it. I am going to be your wife for five months and no more than that. You want fidelity? Fine. I am expecting you to do the same to me or this marriage is over. Alright?" she announced with authority in her voice, and opened the door behind her back and left him with no choice.

Alessandro almost looked offended by my suggestion,"This isn't how marriage work?" I was completely surprised to see his reaction. I wasn't expecting this from him at all. "Isn't the way how mafia marriages work?The marriages are purely based on mutual interests?"I furrowed my eyes at him for a digestible explanation. He inhaled sharply before touching the diamond on my wedding ring,"This isn't how marriages work in the new generation De Niro family.Do you know that I was literally dragged on the wedding alter by my brothers?"He emphasised his sentence like he wanted me to know how he feels after marrying me but I felt nothing, no hurt or remorse.

I broke down. Debby insisted, "Get your hands off me, Mr Kian! I'm not Daphne..." I persisted, "Just come back home and we can talk about it. How can you be married to this man?" Instantly Felix declared, "Mr Kian you heard the young lady. Let go of my wife!" Abruptly, I groaned loudly while my vision became blurry. "Mate!"

"Our marriage certificate. Your greatest punishment will be marrying the same Beast you helped your friend escape from. It's an exchange, one wife for another." "No… you can't do this to me!" "Who should I kill first then?" Rage takes possession of my body and I jump on him to hit him with my clenched fists. "Damned bastard!" "Sign!" he demands, shaking me from side to side. "If you don't want to see all your loved ones ten feet underground, you will marry me." My jaw trembles, my body vibrates uncontrollably, but I don't cry. How can your life change in a matter of seconds?

father said in an indifferent tone. Fidgeting with my fingers, I looked at the floor. “Our pack doesn’t treat marriage like a joke, Diana. If you are married to someone, you are expected to spend your entire life with that person. Happily or not, it doesn’t matter. Breaking a marriage is like breaking a divine vow. Our pack rules have strict punishments for the people who break it. But the thing is, your marriage was on paper and neither of you haven’t taken any holy vows before God. Why do you think I asked you to keep it a secret? From the very beginning, this marriage contract between you and Zephyr was supposed to be business. So, what changed in these two months for you to take such a h

Josiah I see her sighing from her table. But I can also see her clenching her fists like she wants to fight someone right at this moment. “What, dude? You already in love with your fiancée?” Sage teased as he caught me staring at Eunice. I glared at him. I’m still angry. I’m still loathing the fact that Mom has successfully blackmailed me to marry this woman. I’m still hating the fact that she’s got her way to piss me off again.

“This is a hostile takeover. You’re just using me to secure your board seat.” Darien jaw clenching so hard the bone throbbed beneath his skin. He leaned down, his lips brushing the sensitive skin right beneath my ear, his breath white-hot against my neck. “If I were just using you, sweetheart, I would have signed the proxy papers and left you in the penthouse,” he muttered, his voice dropping into a fierce, quiet frequency that made my knees go completely weak. “I’m forcing this marriage because the thought of anyone else trying to tear you away from me makes me want to burn this entire city to ash.”

Besides, she could distinctly feel Lucas' feelings for her, but… Lucas fell silent. He pondered over her words and arrived at a conclusion. She had gamophobia—fear of committing in marriage. Initially, he thought she wasn't ready for that stage in her life. However, after hearing her words, "I simply don't want to get married", he realized he was wrong. She wasn't committed to that idea at all. In fact, she was hostile to this topic. He recalled their previous conversations; whenever he brought up marriage, she would almost become like a porcupine, putting up defenses and constantly finding ways to end the discussion.

There is a faint tightening in his jaw when he says it, and I can't tell whether it is the idea of him being the father of my future child, or the fact that I've gotten married to him without ever having known anything about him besides his name and status. “I may be your husband now,” he says, his voice rigid, “but if I wasn’t already clear before, I do not want you. So don’t expect anything romantic from me. Do not expect any love, or loyalty. Do not expect a partner from me.” I keep my face still despite how each word stings. He is simply setting terms, as if outlining another clause from the contract. I should have expected this. He didn't want this marriage either... but there is no rea