Is Gabe From Unspeakable Married Novels & Stories

What occurred last night would not have happened if I had not gone there, but now since I can't change anything, I simply hope everything is forgotten and things return to normal tomorrow. Davina gasps in astonishment as she understands what I said "so something did happen with-" she looks around to check if anybody is present and quietly whispers "Duke Hayes my ex-fiance?" What the hell does that mean? How did she... right Davina spotted us leaving the bar together last night. What did she just say?! "What do you mean by ex-fiance?" I questioned, confused. "You didn't know? Last night Duke Hayes phoned father in a drunken condition and said he was canceling our marriage because he just fuck

“That was a lie. I am Adrian Blackwood, heir to the Blackwood Empire. CEO of the largest conglomerate in this country.” Elena’s lips parted, her face paling. “You… you’re lying.” My grandmother’s serene voice broke in. “He is not lying, child. Everything you see here, everything around you belongs to him.” The silence that followed was deafening. Elena’s wide eyes flicked between us, her world shifting beneath her feet. And then I whispered, almost too quietly, but enough for her to hear. “But that’s only part of the truth, Elena. The real reason I married you… is something else entirely.”

I said, loud enough for everyone, "we're submitting one special piece of evidence—the full cloud backup from my smart speaker, Auri." Matthew shot up in his seat, pale as a ghost. The recording kicked in. First, fabric rustling, the low hum of my bedroom humidifier. Then Abigail's syrupy laugh. "Matthew, Selene actually thinks you're her soulmate. Pathetic." "She's pathetic," Matthew slurred, lazy and mean. "Why else would she hand me the company—and herself—so easy?" Abigail giggled. "When Dreamforge crashes, let's get married in the Maldives. I want a massive wedding!"

Ruby’s POV Two months after the wedding.. “Dominic, we need to talk,” I said, my voice shaking from the turmoil inside me. I thought this would be easy, that I would just walk up to him and tell him we needed to talk, but deep down I felt pain, pain engrossed in deep shame. How could my husband be on every news platform with a lady, holding hands and even kissing? I know the marriage is a contract but it was clearly stated that none of us must jeopardize the marriage.

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

"Oh no, I'm good. I'm not hungry." "What do you mean you're not hungry? Your husband gave us his card to do as we please, and now you're saying you're not hungry? You can get anything you want." "Husband? What's going on?" "I got married," Alice smiled. "You got married? When? To who? Do I know him?" "Yes. You may know him. Travis Osborne. It's been a few months, but it's been the best few months of my life." "Wait. That Travis Osborne? That CEO that was featured in Worbes or something?"

Gabe married me—he’d have to take care of me: college, food, staff, and… well, intimacy! We were new to this marriage thing. I’d have to spell out how it worked. GABE’S POV “There’s really nothing in the media about my wedding,” I said, scanning the screen in front of me. “You were incredible, Ingrid, as always.” “Thank you, Mr. Clifford. Honestly, it wasn’t that hard. Easier than scrubbing some of your brother’s stories, actually.”

Raze asks. “Nope!” I cross my arms, grin still stretched to the maximum. “Well thank fuck for that. I assume you are finally going to fix this shit.” “What the hell are we talking about?” Gabe hollers from the kitchen. “That Abel is still married to that smoking hot little number. Remember with the dress and hair and boots?” Raze helpfully offers. “Oh I remember.” Gabe enters the game room, bowl of popcorn in his hands. “Dude, did you see the social media uproar over your friend Jax?”

You, me and Gabe? "I love being with you. You know that." "But?" Nick said, knowing that was always a but. "I found something out about Gabriel last night, and I need to know what happened." Nick stood up "Let's walk again." Millie put her arm through his. "I found out he was married." Nick let out a sigh. "Yes, he was, fortunately for only a brief amount of time." Millie frowned, "Why, fortunately? Didn't she die in a horrible crash?"