Loveless Marriage Novels & Stories

Anything and everything, we never ran out of topics—celebrities, the fashion industry, music, business, school gossip, until we ended up discussing love. "Maybe that's how it is," I said, looking into the distance, as our conversation shifted to loveless marriages—those unions where people come together for money, convenience, or status but lack love, like mine with Adam. "What do you think?" I asked, looking at her. "Is that how you see it?" I nodded. "Why? So, you don't believe there's someone out there meant for you?" I laughed at her statement. "That's bullshit, Kyra. I thought you learned that by now."

Lorraine asked "Just like that", Clay replied. He had a thousand experiences signing deals and contracts, it was part of his life, and to him, this was just another deal to close off, or so it seemed. A few minutes later, they got their marriage license. Lorraine stared at it, still finding it hard to believe it was real. Just yesterday, she was crying over her failed engagement, and today she was married. She had often imagined getting a grand wedding with a beautifully decorated venue, jealous girls who'd wish to be her, her parents in the front pew seats smiling harder than she would, and her brother miraculously cured of cancer. But now, instead of warmth and happiness, a sudden sadness

Madeline asked in a shocked tone. “Of course. At least marriage is going to lead me away from the nagging of my parents every single day. Or should I just look for anyone and get married as soon as possible? I can even pay him,” Pondered Genevieve. Madeline stared at her in disbelief. Funny how she thinks that she would be free after getting married. She wouldn't like anyone to get married in the same way she did or even face what she was facing in her marriage. She should get married with love. “You shouldn't get married to just anyone, Genie. You should fall in love first before you two get married. It's not nice to have a loveless marriage.”

Of course, she wasn’t going to come either… It was just as Lorraine had described. This was a very simple wedding devoid of any formalities. They hadn’t even appointed a master of ceremonies. Jebediah led Lorraine down the aisle. Once the pair recited their wedding vows and exchanged rings, Garrison pronounced them husband and wife. Even so, Charlotte could tell that Jebediah was overjoyed. She was suddenly reminded of what Dickson had said to her yesterday—as long as two people were truly in love, marriage didn’t matter.

That's when Louis could see her eyes starting to fill with tears. “I heard that people get married because they love each other. Mommy loves you, Mr. Louis Harper. Can’t you love her too? I would be so happy if you two got married.” Louis' chest unexpectedly felt tight. Summer's small voice had shaken his heart. However, remembering Grace, who was waiting for his promise, he cleared his throat. “Summer,” Louis bent his knees, holding her shoulders, “listen to me carefully. Marriage requires love from both sides. It can’t just be one-sided. That’s why I can’t marry your mother. I don’t love her. It would just be a one-sided love.”

But what happened to your list? The former man she put her trust in. This is a loveless marriage. No, this is work, pure and simple, and so it is very cold. While her memory of their first kiss was pulled from the depths of her mind, she bet he had completely forgotten about that moment. Humiliation crept through her. No more. Did Mother Earth really not agree to give her the number one request on her list? She took a deep breath and spoke. "One more thing." "Yes?" he asked.

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'

“We get so many, what with the registry office down the road. Are you being joined by the bride and groom?” “Actually, we’re anti-marriage,” I say. “Our motto is: make love, not vows.” “Here’s to that.” Lorcan lifts his glass, his eyes glinting. The waitress looks from Lorcan to me, laughs uncertainly, then retreats. I down about half my glass. My head is gently spinning and I feel another surge of longing. I’m imagining his lips on mine, his hands ripping off my dress.… Oh God. Get a grip, Fliss. He’s probably imagining his bus home.

Keerthi sighs as she sat at her desk, feeling comfortable and at home, closing her eyes. Her husband was a fine man, she thought. Thought he had his moments,he was nice most of the time. His style of speaking and addressing things was different from her. She felt Okay with him. She shakes her head, getting her thoughts out of her head as she concentrates on her work. Her colleagues congratulate her on her marriage. Though she outwardly thanked them, she didn't really know if getting married was a congratulatory event. So far,she didn't particularly like it. But then, she didn't dislike it too. She was uncomfortable though, very much. She loved her work,it helped her get distracted from all h

“Lorenzo, how could you let this happen? You’re throwing everything away for someone who has already betrayed you.” “I didn’t throw anything away!” I shot back defensively. “Zia and I were never meant to be.” “Never meant to be?” Grandpa echoed incredulously. “You had a contract! You had a commitment!” Zia stepped forward, her chin held high. “That contract was never real for either of us. It was just a means to an end.” Henry scoffed from his seat. “And now you think marrying Raymond will fix everything? You’re making another mistake.”