Had A Flash Marriage With My Archenemy Novels & Stories

The feeling from before was too much for her nervous heart. "Yeah, we're crazy," she said as he smiled, making his expression glow with happiness and laughter. Both understood that they were going to have a flash marriage, something that only happened in stories. They knew that some stranger from a one-night stand was about to invade their life and change it completely, but they didn't care. At least not for now. "Come on," he whispered, feeling excited. The clothes arrived at the right time. Keilan had ordered them the night before and was very pleased.

"She was perfection Man. Had me even thinking of getting married right then and there." My brain clicked and I said, " speaking of marriage, I got married to Ramson's daughter while you were away." Matt spat out his drink and slammed his glass back on the table in shick. I knew, It was too dramatic but that was Matt's whole aesthetic. He was dramatic and unserious as hell. "Are you really that shocked?" I shrugged. "I told you I was going to do it, didn't I?" "Well why wouldn't I be shocked?" Matt frowned at me with disapproval. "You went ahead and married your enemy's daughter, tell me where in the world that has ever gone well?"

Elena's fists clenched around the paper as footsteps echoed outside the door. Adrian's voice. "Elena, we need to talk." Her heart pounded. Because now, when she looked at him - She didn't see her husband. She saw her enemy. Elena's grip tightened on the paper in her hands, her pulse hammering in her ears. Adrian Blackwood destroyed her family. And she had married him. "Elena?" Her mother's voice was cautious, eyes filled with concern. The folded document trembled between Elena's fingers as her mind raced.

I didn’t have any close friends I could visit, and my phone kept blinking with notifications—more fake news about my wedding. Apparently, some random man had appeared in public, pretending to be my secret lover, and now the media was eating it up. Meanwhile, my name? Completely dragged through the dirt. Smeared like I was some shameless cheat. But whatever. That didn’t bother me. I’d just messed up my eyeliner, thrown on something half-decent, and stepped out of my room—completely forgetting I hadn’t buckled my heel properly. As soon as I moved, my ankle twisted, and I went flying toward the ground.

Flashes started as soon as we stepped in. Jasmine took the mic first. "I want to thank everyone for coming today," she paused and looked at me, I nodded at her to keep on the speech. "Like I said at my press conference, I love my husband and we have renewed our vows." We both waved our fingers to the new flashy rings. And there came flashed from the cameras. She cleared her throat. "And not just our hearts are united again," she continued. "Our businesses too." I stepped forward now.

Was I really just a pawn in some twisted game? I straightened my back, refusing to let her see how much her words affected me. “I have no intentions toward Alpha Hades,” I said firmly, meeting her gaze head-on. “I’m already married, and even if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be interested. My only goal is to stay in this pack and do my part. Nothing more.” Kira’s eyes narrowed, clearly not expecting my response. “Married?” she echoed, as her eyes glinted with of surprise, “To who?”

"Nothing else in this world compares to you, Kayla. Now that you've worn this bracelet, you're mine forever." My first feeling for him began under that tree when I was twelve. At sixteen, I became his wife. And before I even reached nineteen, it felt like I had already lived through an entire lifetime of hardship. Now I was nineteen, and it felt like it was finally time to wake up. Whatever connection we once had was over. Both of them were now staring directly at the bracelet on my wrist. That was when I realized what I had to do, and I quickly tried to take it off.

… He doesn't seize a chance of upsetting me! I finished up my coffee and the dessert quickly and lay back on the bed. I really needed to utilize my little opportunity to rest. I might not get this opportunity again. I curled up on the bed as flashes of how my parents got burnt and how I was forced to get married came crawling into my head, my first sex was torture, the news of getting married too! All these were all dramatic!. My mind drifted back to when I hated king archer so much that I nearly cursed the baby he planted in me but now I am missing him! I suddenly wanted to hug and kiss him, I wanted the aggressive sex that would end up with him pampering me.

Just noise and light and fear pressing in on her from every direction. The flashes kept coming. Camera lenses pressed close to the windows. Faces blurred together. Voices crowded her. “When did the wedding happen?” “Is the older child adopted?” “Are you the nanny or the wife?” "Was the marriage planned?" Marriage. The word hit her like a slap. Her hands shook as she threw the car into reverse, speeding back inside the compound, chest heaving, tears stinging the backs of her eyes. Another flash exploded against the glass, leaving bright spots dancing in her vision.

"You are right. I should have killed him. I will find him and burn him inside his house, along with his camera. I promise you, brother. " I scoffed, shaking my head. "I told you to stay away from her, didn't I? I told you years ago to let her go. That includes not stalking her. But you don't listen, do you?" I inquired, feeling the old familiar mix of disgust and pity for my brother. I walked towards the exit, then paused, turning back to look at Flynn. He was still staggering, lost in his own intoxicated world. "And cut that bullshit about you being her husband," I snarled. "I was still married to her when you guys did that flash marriage, or whatever you call it. So that marriage is invali