It's Better To Marry Than Burn Novels & Stories

My chest burns and out of a panicky outburst, I begin to chug air into my lungs faster and faster. "Please do know that if either one of you is no longer interested in going ahead with the marriage, you can let me know right away." Seth responds minutes later, his attention has shifted, now centred meaningfully on me, and I know he took notice of my minor meltdown. "Marriage is to be of one's own will. It is not a prison or institution where anyone should be unfairly shackled to." If only he knew. My thought is bitter and pained as I regard the cursive lettering on the certificate as if it were my only chance at life.

I remember that day clearly. I find the third picture, showing me and Levi at a premiere. He looks at me with such love, and I look so happy. I was happy. I turn it over and read, "You don't marry someone you can live with… you marry someone you cannot live without." Closing my eyes for a moment, I take a deep breath. I know where this is leading, and I almost can't breathe. It is the most beautiful and romantic thing ever. The next picture says, "Marriage is sharing life with your best friend, enjoying the journey along the way, and arriving at every destination... together."

Two of my warriors—Blaze and Rowan—step out of the trees behind me. They freeze. They look at me. Then at her. Then back at me. Blaze mouths silently, Did our Alpha just propose to a human? Rowan whispers, “Is he sick? Cursed? Should we call the healer?” I want the ground to swallow me. My mate stares at me like I’m completely insane. Then she says the words that shatter my pride in the dumbest way possible: “No. I don’t marry kidnappers or shirtless men!” She turns to run.

"I mean because the man I want you to marry is the one you love and love you but instead of that... you ended up marrying me. Your one and only gay best friend." "Rather than me marrying that Owen! It's better that I marry you. Don't you want to?" "Of course, you're better off, you're not toxic like the other girls and boys there! Then if we live together in the same house, we won't have any problems." "I thought about that too! And when we find the one, the one we were meant to be, we can get divorced right! Isn't easy??" I smiled at him. "Yes, it is!" How many times did we catch up and laugh?

“There isn’t bad intention for making a choice when one is about to marry. I know you are planning to own your own family and someday have kids. It is quite better to marry than to burn. If a man marries or makes his personal choice, he must look before he leaps, lest he jumps into a great ditch that would affect his life throughout. I would not obstruct your good ambition; the growth of manhood requires an obedient mate. It is good to get married than going about with all these stripteases that walk the street lanes. I would not encourage you to engage with someone who makes you unhappy in life, through underrating of the principles of the laws of the society. You need someone with good cha

I called Saurya and Veer on conference call. R : Hii guys. V : What happened Saddu? R : I am getting married tomorrow. You guys have to be here. S : What the hell dude. Don't mess with this topic. V : Be serious Raghav. R : It's truth. Grandma has fixed my marriage with some old friend's granddaughter. V : Raghav think twice. Divorce is prohibited in your family. Arrange marriage is fine but don't take decisions in moments. S : If you want we can talk with dadi.

"You want to use me to burn your husband’s world down?" "I didn't say that," I said, a slow, predatory smile touching my lips. "But if that’s how you want to interpret it, go ahead." "I’m in," Drake laughed. "I love a good arson." I looked at him, my nerves buzzing. "Drake? What’s the difference between a marriage and... a mark?"

It was the same ring he gave me at the beach years ago. “You know it is sweet how you got this ring,” I said, he smiled taking my hand. “When I saw it, I knew it was meant for you,” he said. “Looking back you deserve the world,” “I love you,” “I love you too,” AUTHOR NOTE: To my dear readers, We’ve reached the end of The Marriage He Burns: The Divorce He Regrets… and what a journey it has been. This story was never just about love, it was about timing, pride, wounds we pretend don’t exist, and the quiet, dangerous things left unsaid. It was about how love can both heal and destroy, how two people can stand in the same room yet live in entirely different emotional worlds.

"Why, darling? I'm sorry that this marriage is forced. We have to get married to "Noah, are we married?" Grace interrupted Noah again with a one-liner that managed to make Noah smile even wider. "If you don't believe it, then what's in your hand? That means you're already my wife, Grace, darling. Noah replied happily, no longer hesitating to call Grace dear. Today, the barriers and walls of Grace's arrogance that hated him were shattered, replaced with a special piece of paper that was proof of their love union.

The very place that had once felt like a home now loomed over her like a prison. Madison’s words stung like a slap. “Yes, Mrs. Asher, we will live in your mansion as my husband, Mr. Samuel , has signed a deal with your husband, Mr. Asher until they complete their project. We will live here; hope you don’t have any problems!” The hurt in Madison’s eyes was unmistakable, and Sophia couldn’t bear to meet her gaze. The hatred simmering just beneath the surface was too much to confront.