Loveless Marriages Novels & Stories

Spoked Mrs Alice, and Loveth frowned as she got home and her mother wouldn't allowed her rest with the topic about marriage. "I don't like him mom. He can marry whomever he likes. He's a doctor, so what's special there to him about his wife, when he sees a lot of women centers." "Shut up Loveth. Do you think any man is a saint?.." Fumed Mrs Alice. "I don't know mom. But I don't liked the way Doctor Williams stared to me with lust and kept smiling. Congratulations to him and his wife, but you let me be."

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'

Her eyes were full of deep affection, which only made me want to vomit. "Stop deluding yourself. I stopped loving you a long time ago. Don't you already know that?" Perhaps I should have known all along that Celia knew how much I loved her, which was why she deliberately humiliated me. That was why she agreed to marry me in the first place. Perhaps it was to play the game of keeping her legal husband at home while having affairs on the side? However, she should not have been so naive. "Celia, what you should be doing now isn't stopping me, but going back and stopping your parents from killing that guy. After all, I won't be the one arrested if the doctor calls the police."

It seemed like their conversation ended because Lois proceeded to leave, but he pulled her back and kissed her. I felt so angry and jealous and wanted to punch the jerk in the face, but I didn’t move. After all, Lois said this was a loveless marriage, and her contract talked about boundaries. I could not look again and hurried to the room and lay on the bed. I did not know what to do after seeing my wife, who left our house for days, only to come back home kissing a man in our driveway. So I just laid down and didn’t move. Even when she came in, I pretended not to know she was there.

Paige found it infuriating, but she could not argue as Chris was right. "Am I the only lucky one?" Paige raised her small face and said defiantly, "Aren't you lucky to have married me? Without me, you might have entered into a loveless marriage just for business's sake and lived your life politely respecting each other." She had seen those profit-driven, loveless marriages. Even though they lacked nothing materialistically, marriages like those were utterly boring. Living in this world as a being with higher-level thinking, one would always be in the pursuit of love. If not for love, just being well-fed and well-hydrated would be enough. Why fall in love and g

Loveth was ashamed by her secret response to him, despite all the pains he had made her go through. The hot and cold chills that chased through her body, the burning color that rose to the crests of her cheeks. She had resigned herself to being a dignified woman to only Wesley Grant …she had even convinced herself that there was great achievement in her marriage with him . However, her troublesome body didn’t seem to understand that a woman getting married soon should no longer be bothered by desiring another man . At a time when twenty-one was considered to be old, thirty was most definitely on the shelf. She was past her prime, no longer desirable. An “ape-leader” was what people called s

He looks disgusted at me and I wondered why, was he also forced to get married like me? I was lost in thoughts during the whole readings of the priest only to be brought back by the question I dreaded today but I have no choice but to answer. " Pst..." I heard the groom calling out to me and I raised my head to look at him. The whole church seemed silent and I wonder why, I looked around to see everyone staring at me curiously. " Miss Rhea Madriguez, would you take Mr Emiliano Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded husband, in wealth and in poor, in sickness and in good health, till death do you part?" The priest repeated the question and I took a sharp intake of breath.

"What? How can you possibly know that? Did you see something?" "No," Rowan leaned back, elbows resting casually on his knees, but I could see the tension in his clenched fists. "But it happens," he replied, his voice low, edged with something that wasn’t quite bitterness, more like resignation. "Loveless marriages don’t stay clean. Someone always finds comfort somewhere else." I swallowed, unsure how to respond. "That’s... pretty cynical." "It’s realistic," he shot back, then sighed. "At the end, my parents barely spoke. I’d catch my mom crying when she thought I wasn’t home, and Roderick would disappear for nights without telling her anything. She probably go

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

I said, moving my fingers for him to see the ring. "Fascinating. I can be an exception, then. That ring shouldn't define you. Don't let it cage you in the name of marriage. Not all marriages work. You might think you love him now but you two will grow apart in the end. It's no curse. All marriages, drift apart as time goes on. You can hardly find one that lasts in this century." He said the words like a sane human. Like he was actually making sense when as a matter of fact, he was losing his mind. .