Friends But Married Novels & Stories

She wasn't lying. Wow… what a small world. Norris had slept with my friend, and now I was trying to get his brother drunk.

he sternly said. At that point, I started to get a bit frustrated with my replies because of his response. “That does not mean we are mates, Ivan! Being best friends is one thing and being married is another! Marriage is serious commitment and I hope that you could understand what I am trying to say!” I yelled at his face.

“Maybe we should take him to the doctor.” “I think he’s kind of down about Brian getting married this afternoon. He won’t say anything, of course, but Brian isn’t going to have as much time for his best friend now that Wifey Sinclair is in the picture.” Jace guessed that made sense. Trey and Brian had been best friends for almost twenty years. They were even roommates. Trey was bound to feel left out now that Brian was married. “Yeah.” With no warning, Eric slapped Jace on the back of the head. “Why didn’t you ever mention that you fight like a UFC champion?”

"She's my wife. If we're really friends, show her some respect. And divorce? Not happening." Noah's buddies rolled in, all fake chill, trying to play peacemakers. "Come on, we've been boys forever. Don't blow it over some girl." "Didn't she say she'd marry whoever stepped up at the wedding? You only did it 'cause you felt bad, right? It wasn't real." "Seriously, dude, you could pull any girl. Don't make things awkward for all of us." Every word hit like a slap—like I didn't even exist in the convo.

"You could have told me. You could have trusted me." He flinched at my words, his grip tightening on my hands. "I couldn't, Hazel. If you had known I was alive, you would have tried to find me. And if you had tried to find me, Karem would have found you. I couldn't bear the thought of losing you again." "Losing me?" I laughed, a hollow sound that echoed off the walls. "You didn't lose me. You left me. You left Mom. You left Sarah and Alex. And we spent seven years thinking you were dead."

I stared at Hayden in disbelief — confused, disappointed, and angry–then strode out with heavy steps toward my room. “Katlyn!” Hayden called after me. “Let her,” his father said, stopping him. Inside my room, I grabbed my phone. The comments were blowing up everywhere. She’s a flirt. Why would Katlyn steal her best friend’s ex? They’re enemies, right? How did they end up married? They met at a club. Look at this video. That video had over a million views. I tapped it. There I was, hair being pulled, wine flying into Hayden’s face. The whole world was watching.

Mike and Valeria’s wedding was a simple affair at the civil registry office, far from any luxury or grand celebration. Only their closest family members attended, while Alexa and Devan also served as witnesses for the important occasion. After signing the marriage certificate, Alexa hugged Valeria tightly, her eyes glistening with emotion. “Congratulations, Vale,” Alexa whispered softly into her friend’s ear. “I know this isn’t the beginning you imagined, but I believe the two of you can get through this.”

Claimed By The Greek Lord 7. The CEO's Sex Mate 8. Lustful Desires 9. Revengeful Marriage 10. A Virgin Widow. Also note that I will always leave a note at the beginning and the end of each story to help you stay on track. So if you are ready for a mind-blowing romantic journey, then let's begin!!!!! Marrying My Best Friend's Fiancee The whole pre-wedding party thing was revving up like a gigantic engine, and Charley had never felt less like partying in her entire life.

Instead of feeling relieved, he was now annoyed. "You don't believe me, do you? My whole life, I've never even thought about having more than one wife. And now, suddenly, my wife is asking me to marry another woman." Laughter was still etched on Alvin's handsome face. "You should be happy then. You can have two wives without having to sneak around. Ethan grimaced. His friend was responding too casually. "The problem is, I'm not the type of guy who likes to share love. One is more than enough, and now you want me to have two? It would just be troublesome."

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her child growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So, I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day.