Hidden Marriage Full Novels & Stories

I whispered. “Marriage is marriage,” he said, walking toward me. “There is no fake marriage in this universe. Even those people who get married by signing contract papers. They are married after saying “I do,” the same thing that we did an hour ago. Once you murder someone, there is no going back to the life that you had before, right?” He raised his brows. “You are a murderer for life. In the same way, once you recite the vows, you are married and there is no going back to the life you had before. And it applies to both of us.” He stopped an inch away from me. “We are husband and wife, and this is our house. Our life starts from this moment, and we can’t go back from this.” He took a strain

“I just received a little… cultural education if you will. A brief masterclass in what it means to be married to a gangster.” His jaw tightens fractionally at my deliberate use of the insulting word. He thinks he’s much more than some common hoodlum. “Do enlighten me.” “I overheard the delightful specifics of how marriage works in your world,” I say, letting the bitterness drip from each carefully enunciated word. “The public Madonna, dutifully raising the heirs while looking the other way. The private whore, keeping the Don entertained once the novelty wears off and the wife is relegated to child-rearing duties. Fidelity for the bride, discretion for the groom. Am I summarizing accurately?”

Maybe the idea is to be so true to yourself that you make your own space where you fit. With other folks who don't fit within established categories. "Sera smiled. "Daniel, you're not alone. There are forty-three additional mixed-race youngsters living in this city. "Maybe start there: find your people instead of trying to fit in with people who don't want you." His parents came and cried with relief. They didn't push him about school; instead, they hugged him and pledged to work things out together. A minor win, but wins added up. The first publicly held interspecific wedding took place two months following the signing. Not a connected pair; they'd been getting married in secret for years.

Plus several witnesses who are none other than one of her friends, Keanu and one of the nurses at this hospital. Keanu seemed silent watching Haidar with a blank gaze as he pronounced the sacred marriage consent. He actually also knows the truth about the unregistered marriage that his best friend did. Especially because suddenly Haidar called him just to come here and turned out to be a witness to his unregistered marriage. Because that man really doesn't have anyone but distant relatives and himself as his best friend since childhood. Unfortunately, even though they are in the same profession, Keanu practices in the capital. Haidar plans to move to work there because Sofia, his lover and f

The girl standing before Adam, her eyes widening in response, mirrored the shock and uncertainty coursing through his veins. Her gaze flickered between Adam and the man standing beside her, their connection now overshadowed by the revelation of their mate bond. The weight of their existing marriage hung heavily in the air, casting a bittersweet shadow over the moment. Giovanni let out a weary sigh, his eyes tracing the exchange between Adam and the girl. He understood the gravity of the situation, the depth of their emotions, and the complexities that entwined their lives. With a mixture of resignation and determination, the girl spoke, her voice carrying the weight of her conflicting loyalt

And now, as she was about to marry me, I saw it in their eyes—the love, the pride, the unshakable certainty that this was right. Beside them, Katherine was doing her best to keep Kenneth from fidgeting while Keir and Kristin whispered to each other, clearly amused by their younger brother’s inability to sit still. Kenna sat back, watching it all unfold with an amused smirk as she had already resigned herself to the inevitable chaos. The minister stood at the front, flipping through his leather book, patient and calm. He didn’t know the full truth about what today meant—how Holly and I had been bonded for years and how this was more for my parents and the human.

My ever charming husband now seemed to be more of an asshole and a jerk… Our lovely seven years of marriage now looked like a big waist of time and resources, as I had resigned from my job just to be with him and I also didn't hesitant when he asked me to get involved with him in a hidden marriage and I had seen it to be a great way to finally get closer to him. In the seven years of my hidden marriage, I had conceived five children with each one of them stillborn. ____ "You killed Rory Mason's five children just to provide specimens for Brittney Maron’s medical experiments? Are you seriously okay? Those were your own flesh and blood!" Brian continued..

"And this baby isn't Matt's. I'm married to someone else." Rebecca seemed to show doubts. Unfortunately, it was only for a moment and again replaced with the same hatred. "I'm not stupid, Anna. You? Married? You even refuse men to approach you. How could you marry?" Yes. Anna stayed away from men because she was not yet ready for a relationship. But the marriage did not go through a normal process. No approaching. She and Dave even just met! "You may not believe it, but it's the truth. I'm married, Bec."

Kayden just sparingly smiled at him and then tapped the tracker's shoulder trying to comfort him. "Half of the warriors are dead and the rest are wounded," Kayden replied and I don't know what should I feel in this situation now. I've only met Morgan once in this very hall since he always sends his beta every time we have council meetings. The only thing I know is that Morgan is very protective of his wife to the point that he never leaves his wife alone. I can't help but curse as I tried to imagine the horror that Morgan and his wife whose only three months pregnant have faced from the hands of those sick hunters and feral rogues.

"It's not even a real wedding!" "Now me I'll do the best I can!" Grief leaked out for a moment with the truth of her desperate state. This would never be a real marriage, and something that would be ruined forever once Eric slid the ring onto her finger. She always dreamed of eternal love, a romantic relationship and lots of children. Instead, she received cold coins and a husband, who politely accepted her. She would be cursed if her sacrifice failed because he was incapable of feigning affection for her parents. She stood on tiptoe and grabbed his biceps. Her nails dug deep into the fabric and dug into his flesh. "You better fix it," she hissed.