Lavender Marriage Novels & Stories

Not just passion, desire, but a different connection that, just by feeling, you know it is THE connection. The church was completely decorated with pink peonies, white lilies, and white roses. It was all very delicate, and Lina felt on cloud nine. Renzo handed her to Vince, and the ceremony began. After the bride and groom said ‘yes’, the priest spoke again. “If anyone opposes this marriage, speak now or forever remain silent!” Of course, no one would object, right? “I do!”

Inside was a single sentence: Not everything you lost stayed buried. Trust your instincts. Hmm. Typed this time, different from the handwritten note I’d seen in my room days ago. But the envelope was the same. No signature. Just an old Blackwood crest watermark on the corner. My hands trembled. ## The chaos began with a single shade of silk. Lavender, not ivory. Sera loved ivory. Ivory this, ivory that. But the shade of silk delivered was lavender. A small detail, almost forgettable… unless you were the bride. Or the groom. Or the woman orchestrating the biggest wedding of the season while nursing wounds that were yet to heal.

He whispered huskily as he kissed my neck and shoulders while I held back my moans. I only nodded at him through lust filled eyes as he bent down to turn on the water for our bath. I stood there watched him as he got the water to the perfect temperature before adding lavender oil to the water. He took my hand to help me step in, then followed. He sat down in the hot water and pulled me into his lap so that my back was pressed against his chest. He kissed along my collar bone as he cupped water and drizzled it down my arms, completely relaxing me. Was it really possible that I had gotten this lucky to be forced into a marriage to this man? I was still waiting for the other shoe to drop and pu

LYLA We got married in one of the orchards of the estate. The decorators had gone all out, completely transforming the place. Drapes of soft ivory and pink hung between the trees, and fairy lights sparkled in the golden afternoon sun. Wildflowers, roses, lavender, and eucalyptus were woven into every corner. It barely looked like the place I'd walked past just days ago, it had become something out of a dream. The ceremony was small. Intimate. Just how Zephyr and I wanted it.

Now, I was nervous from what happened minutes ago. The wedding was about to end and I was getting nervous about what was going to happen at our honeymoon. It did not help that my mind was still flooded with our kiss and how he has been looking at me ever since we had the discussion. Every corner Anthony was, he would always look at me with a look so dark that it made goosebumps rise on my skin. I didn’t want to delude myself into thinking that he was looking at me with lust in his eyes because I knew he was just looking to make sure I was still certain. This marriage was a lavender marriage but without the gay part involved or more like a marriage of convenien

Lavender: "You’re not doing breakfast?" Easton asked me on the call. I didn’t have my phone anymore after it broke last time, so he had to call the driver to speak with me. "I can’t face all those people again," I said, sighing under my breath. "Besides, I’ve already missed so many days of college. I don’t want to fall behind in my studies anymore." I continued to sigh. It had only been yesterday that I got married to that prick. I spent the night unable to sleep in my bedroom. Every time I got dizzy, I recalled the incidents leading up to me waking up handcuffed to the bed and forced to sign the marriage papers.

"Just like a newlywed, he'll carry me to our room and we'll take a bath together and, well..." I smiled and didn't add anything to my mind. "What a naughty mind you have right now, Aurora! Stop your malicious mind! You shouldn't think about that because it's really different from other couples who were deeply in love with each other. Just imagine that this will all end and this will happen in a real marriage with the man for you. So self, just go with the flow. You and Damien will be free to this marriage very soon..."

she turns on my lap, "colors, we need to decide and then I'm leaving you." A frown graces my face, "leaving me, I think not." She scoff, "yes, pick so I can get to my 50th fitting of my gown, only 1000 more after this one," she rolls her eyes. I look over the chart of colors and smile when I see lavendar, her scent is a mixture of lavendar and sage so those are the colors I want for our union, I point to them and she squels with delight, "perfect choice," she kisses my lips quickly and goes to jump off me.

I gulp. Giving no reply. "You made a vow, stick to it. I can get really crazy," His voice is low and sending nerve in my body chills. I look down at my feet. Well, Luxury is far more better Than death. I hear Liam sigh when I decide not to give any reply, again. "Raven…" He calls. Who the fuck is this Raven? "You're doing this, and we're getting married tomorrow. A Loving wife you chose and it, you will be."

The blanket rolled off his body and my eyes landed on the bulge between my legs. "You were the one who seduced me last night, Lily. And what's wrong with what we did? We're married." "And you're fcking another woman while we're married, Rogue!" He smirked. "That's what's exciting, right? Besides, you don't have the right to complain about Mari. She's my girlfriend even before you lure me into this marriage." I gritted my teeth. "Get out." He smirked again and leaned to me. I squeezed my eyes closed as his manly scent filled my nose.