Love Marriage Novel Novels & Stories

This could be the start of something new, something exciting. Snapping my fingers in front of Sophia's face, I bring her back to reality. "Girl," I say, trying to suppress a smile. "He's gone." Sophia blinks, her gaze finally leaving the spot where Adrian had stood. "He is exciting though," she admits, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Yeah, he is," I agree, my mind replaying our conversation. "And he's fine. His perfume... it's so charming." Sophia laughs, her loud personality filling the grand hall. "Men!" she exclaims, shaking her head. "Well, Ella, it seems like you've caught the attention of the most eligible bachelor in San Francisco."

"What are you talking about, Nick? I thought we were getting along all the time. Even though we've only been together for a short time, we've known each other for a long time. And I know that I'm your first love, right? So there's no reason for us to cancel our dream wedding. I know you love me too, right, Nick?" Amanda swayed in front of Nicholas and brought her beautiful face right in front of Nicholas' face, trying to seduce Nicholas into falling into her arms. But unexpectedly, Nicholas pushed Amanda, causing her to fall. "That hurts!" Amanda stroked her bottom on the floor. "Don't try to seduce me, I did fall in love with you, but that was before you slept with that guy. And don't think

"You two are married; it's only natural." Scarlett lowered her eyes and asked, "What should a married couple be like?" "Just like you are now, hoping your husband comes home early," Mrs. Robert replied, her eyes twinkling. Scarlett looked at her and asked, "Is my attitude that obvious?" "What do you think?" Mrs. Robert said. "I believe that honesty is key in a marriage. I don't understand why you're always so distant with your husband. If you have something difficult to say, you must tell him. If he can accept it, that's wonderful. If he can't, at least you'll both understand each other."

I sighed and read further. "Don't expect any love from your mate. This marriage is a contract marriage where you have to fulfil the duties of a good mother of Jenny along with the duties of Alpha and Luna. There is no place for love in this marriage. If any of you fall in love, then others have a right to back out from this marriage" My heart missed a beat. Only If he knew I never stopped loving him, then he would have never written this condition. Our past was brutal but my love for him never died.

I entered and closed the door behind me. "Growing up, I always imagined my marriage as a perfect match with my Prince charming and living happily ever after full of passion and conquering thoughts. I wanted my partner gentle, kind and affectionate enough for us to have children of our own after years of crazy riot sex and love making. The day I signed that contract I threw that dream to the bin and allowed a mortifying story to happen instead. What is love for you? A simple pretty word? Used to fill women thoughts with dreams and manipulate their minds? Another way of trapping me to a death end and multiplying my pain making my sacrifice useless? Or a means to get attention from a pussy you'

The current me was undesirable for any man, and my heart ached terribly. Still, I could not understand why Reynold kept me around even though he did not love me. He could have just told me, and we would have divorced. Yet, not only did he take away my ability to have children, but he even cheated and betrayed me, In the end, I didn't visit the doctor. Instead, I went home alone. The mansion was the home Reynold and I purchased when we got married, back when his career was just starting to take off. I could still remember us lying in bed, talking about the future. We had dreamed of having two kids—a boy and a girl—a perfect family of four.

She ran her fingers through his hair, smiling as his eyes fluttered open. “Good morning, love,” she said. He groaned and rolled on top of her, pinning her playfully. “You’re going to make it very hard to leave this bed today.” “Exactly the point.” They spent the morning wrapped in each other, stealing kisses in the shower, making love again on the sun-warmed sheets. It was slower this time, deeper, him on his knees behind her, her body curved perfectly against his, every movement measured and maddening. When they collapsed again, tangled and sated, neither of them could stop smiling.

Liam said, leaning back in his chair with an air of cool indifference, “but I’m not asking for your hand out of sentimentality. This is a business arrangement, plain and simple.” Emily arched an eyebrow. “You think marriage is just... paperwork?” “Marriage is about power and control,” Liam said matter-of-factly. “Love is optional.” She snorted. “Wow, you really know how to sweep a girl off her feet.” A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips. “I’m pragmatic, not romantic. But I’m also offering you a solution to your financial problems, Miss Monroe.” Emily stiffened. “You don’t know anything about my problems.”

He complimented, fixating his dark brown eyes into my own ones and I smiled a little as I ran a hand through my long brown hair. “Thank you.” Was all I could murmur and he shook his head before sighing. “I hope you know that we love you very much and that we’ll miss you, sweetheart.” His voice turned all sweet and pleasant and I couldn’t help but smile a little. Liar… “I love you too.” I said and he gave me one last smile before leaning closer to give me a peck on the cheek.

replied Jane. Aaron raised his eyebrow, quite surprised to hear that fact. Helena? Helped him? His eyes glanced briefly at the woman who was busy doing her makeup not far from him. Helena and all her charms were there, trying to lure him. If he must be honest, Aaron was a little grateful because the woman he was going to marry was Helena. He really couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he married a woman he didn't know. And what would happen to his lover? There was no desire to substitute or cheat on anyone, even though the marriage occurred due to coercion. He had to choose between Helena or the woman of his grandfather's choice. That situation made him frustrated to the point of