Hidden Marriage Full Novels & Stories

My wedding day has dawned, marking the beginning of a life I never envisioned. Baekhoon's parents, I assumed, would orchestrate a clandestine wedding ceremony for us, but instead, they're staging a grandiose affair, replete with opulent decorations and invitations to select journalists, hinting at a hidden agenda. Their true intentions begin to crystallize: this union serves a purpose beyond matrimony, a calculated maneuver to further their interests. By inviting journalists to witness and chronicle our meticulously orchestrated union, Baekhoon's family seeks to deliberately construct a facade of heteronormative perfection, thereby extinguishing the persistent whispers about his rumored homo

Or hijack a plane even! “Are you sure? I mean…” “See for yourself,” she cut in his sentence midway producing a paper. It was the marriage certificate which had initiated the whole set-up. The one he had signed instead of his father. The one which bore his signature at one end and Rachel’s at the other end. It read that he was agreeing to marry Miss Rachel Lloyd within three days – which he had and that he wouldn’t be able to get a divorce till Devin Crighton gave his approval.

My knees almost fold once the realization hits me. We'll be living in that new house immediately after that sham wedding. No turning back now. I'm stuck with him. Bound to him by his family's secrets. We're in this together. Willing or not, that wedding is happening. •

Before he could answer, Liam had already slipped away to the side and disappeared. James opened his mouth, but it was too late. Liam was gone. "He…left," James finally said, sounding flat and emotionless. As Liam tried to sneak away from his mother, he ended up walking into a completely different wedding that was already happening. The room was full of excitement and everyone looked ready for something big. While he was trying to blend into the crowd, a woman with a bright smile and a cheeky sparkle in her eyes walked up to him. "Hey! Do you want to get married?" she asked in a flirty voice.

“To the courthouse. This is the last straw. I do not care what his family thinks. I do not care about that fucking election. I am ending this cursed marriage today.” “While I’m happy about that but the courthouse would have closed by now. You can go tomorrow.” “How could he be so blinded by her pretense?! She was obviously faking a cry. She obviously made herself fall! How could I have fallen for such a man before? How could I have gotten married to such a fool!” I let out, frustratedly. Milena hugged me. “It’s okay. Don’t beat yourself too much over it. Tomorrow, get those papers and get this hell of a marriage annulled. You’d start your life all over again, things would get better and I’d

I can hardly see it through the happy tears. It’s big—stupid huge, actually—and I hold my hand out to look at it before I glance back up at him. “You didn’t answer me,” he whispers as he wraps his arms around me. I smile against his lips as he starts to kiss me softly. “Say it out loud,” he begs quietly. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” I laugh. “You are the best fake husband I could ever have hoped for.” THE END

Kim Jin said and messaged his secretary. After having lunch together, old man Zhou looked at Jin, “Seeing you all happy, energetic, and successful, my old heart is relieved,” he smiled, “But… what’s the reason? Oh, don’t tell me you got married to—” he paused seeing Jin’s changing expressions, “… you did not.” “She… got married to someone else,” Jin said blankly. “Oh, that’s bad. Does she love her husband?” This time, Kim Jin sighed in relief, “Fortunately no, it was just a contract marriage. She needed someone to get out of a case.”

Evie’s response was immediate, hollow, and precise. ​“I do.” ​Damon’s answer was a simple, resonant, “Affirmed.” ​The judge stamped the final document with a decisive thud, making the marriage feel less like a bond and more like the settlement of an immovable property dispute. There were no rings exchanged, no kiss requested by the court. They were married—two strangers bound by five million dollars and a set of iron-clad rules designed to prevent them from ever truly knowing each other. ​As they exited the courthouse, Damon walked several steps ahead, his presence commanding his security detail and blocking out the few curious eyes near the entrance. He treated her like high-value baggage,

She shot me one last contemptuous glance, took Johnny's hand, and turned to leave. I watched her retreating figure, and the memories of our fifteen years together flooded back. Despite everything, I couldn't help but call out to her. Maeve spun around instantly. "Changed your mind? Ed, it's too late now—" I cut her off, glancing at her hand intertwined with Johnny's. Whether it was because I'd already hurt too much, or because I'd finally let go—my heart felt calm now. I said, "We were married once, so I'll give you one last piece of advice. Johnny isn't who you think he is. He's not the son of war heroes—he's been lying to you. His reasons for getting close to you might not be innocent..."

Kiana asked confusingly. I frowned and looked at them while they were looking at me curiously. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, haven’t they read it yet? I sighed and silently handed them the folders I was holding. They took it and read it together. A few minutes later, their eyes also widened and they both looked at me in shock. "That man is already married?" They asked together. I leaned my back on the couch and nodded my head slowly. I pursed my lips while thinking that if that man already has a wife, who's the girl? And why is that man's information fully secured? What's his secret? What a pain in the ass situation!