First Love Then Marriage Novels & Stories

"You already married me once." His voice remained calm. Steady. Yet emotion lingered beneath every word. "I don't particularly recommend the experience." Several people laughed. Including Chloe. A tear escaped despite herself. Liam continued. "The first time wasn't fair." His gaze softened. "There were too many lies." Too many enemies. Too much pain. Too much interference. They both knew it. Everyone did. "The first time I married you because fate pushed us together." Silence settled over the room. "But this time..."

He can't afford to see the disappointment in his father. He first took a shower and then did some pending works. They were supposed to have two weeks leave, but since Dalmi wasn't cooperative and his mind was flying into something else, he worked instead of having fun. His father told him the first propitious moment of getting married is the memories you do on your honeymoon. First time to travel together, first time to share one bed, sleep and wake up in each other's arms. He didn't expect it to happen, though. Other than they already shared a bed even before marriage, Carden thinks everything was purely business.

(Paused and squeezed my hand and patted it twice) God's willing. We got married. Unlike this generation youngsters, we never said I love you to each other. It's simply not required between us. I knew how much love she carries in her heart for me and she knew how much I love her. After marrying her, I realized that love is very much unconditional. The way she looks at me with such a love in her eyes... The way she cares me... I never asked her anything but she will do what exactly I need. She gave me a great family and a peaceful life. What else a man needs in his life! I am the luckiest man in the world Janu ma! I am the luckiest man in this whole universe!"

He took my hand in his, looking up at me with so much love it felt like the sun had moved closer to the earth. "Kesley," he said, his voice steady but full of emotion. "Our first marriage was born out of a contract. It was a deal made in a boardroom to protect a company and a name. It was full of shadows, secrets, and a lot of fear. I don't want that to be our only beginning."

“Yes. Go straight to the point. What do you want? Why did you call me out?” “Let’s get married,” I said. No buildup. No softness. Just the truth, dropped between us like a stone. Eve’s eyes flew wide. She blinked fast, almost trembling. “What?” “You heard me.” I stepped closer, closing the gap she kept trying to create. “We can’t,” she breathed. “Why not? Am I not better than the man you chose after me? I was your first choice, Eve.” “First love doesn’t mean forever love,” she said.

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

She replied. "We are married and we love each other." He sighed, "But I should make corrections to my mistake, and that's why I will do this, Lena." He slipped his hand into his pocket and continued. "I read somewhere that you have to fall in love with the soul of a person before you can truly see them for who they are and that love comes first before you get into marriage. Ours was different, Lena. We weren't in love with each other, if there was anything between us when we met, then it should be hatred, deep-rooted one."

Sophia stood before Asher, her heart racing as he knelt on one knee, the moonlight casting a soft glow around him. The world around her faded into a blur; all she could focus on was his earnest gaze and the words spilling from his lips. In that moment, nothing else mattered. Her friends, Samuel and Madison, had warned her about Asher. They had tried to intervene, to pull her back from the edge of what they feared would be a disastrous relationship. But love, as they say, is often blind, and Sophia was lost in the depths of her feelings.

I replied quickly. "For real...?" he looked surprised. "Sure. Why not? It's going to be an intense adventure,” I replied with a nervous chuckle, which he followed along with. We were both now staring into space in front of us, sitting there in the car next to each other, the engagement ring on my finger metaphorically catching fire. “My mother once said that love is built over time, an act of tolerance and respect within a marriage. So I'd rather marry my best friend to make it easy,” he said.

Richard was stuck. 'Kids, adult relationships are not as easy as you think. We cannot just get married because both of you made a wish, that only happens in the movies, my dear kids. We have to love each other first, and then there are so many other parts of us that need to work hand in hand so that if we get married, we will be happy. But you guys want me to marry her instantly? I can assure you that your mom would not jump on your idea as quickly as you think, trust me' Richard announced.