Mario And Princess Peach Married Novels & Stories

Mario’s eyes widened as he shot up from his seat, his expression caught between shock and forced enthusiasm. “Aurora! What a surprise! I had no idea you were back!” he said, feigning delight. Aurora smirked, tilting her head slightly. “Didn’t you? I’m pretty sure we sent you an invitation to my wedding. You never showed up.” She glanced around the room. “I can see why—you’ve been busy.” Mario chuckled nervously. “Ah, Aurora, this is nothing, really. Just a simple business discussion. Should we talk outside?” He took a step toward her as if trying to steer her away.

I received his reply only two hours later, stating, "You're nine months pregnant, and the due date is imminent, Meryl. You shouldn't be joking about our marriage or our unborn baby in such a manner. You'd better not bring this up again!" I couldn't stop my tears from streaming down my face as I read his response. I longed to think the loss of my baby was a mere illusion, but the profound, hollow ache in my belly was a crushing reality.

carmen said and Mario nodded "Yes Mario we called you here because we trust you" the old lady added and Mario wondered why they looked so serious, he hoped they didn't find out he was helping Sia because if they did then they would probably be disappointed in him "Is something wrong?" he asked but Carmen shook her head and handed him her tablet "We called you here because we have a wedding to arrange," she told him and Mario widened his eyes not in surprise but why he was needed "Emiliano I getting married again, who is the lucky girl?" he knew who the girl was but he had to act surprised and all

Mario stands there, a repulsive grin on his face. “She’s all yours,” my father tells him before walking away, leaving me alone with this vile man. Mario’s arm encircles my waist, and I feel a shiver of disgust crawl down my spine. He leans in, his breath hot against my ear as he delivers his disturbing threat. “Just for that little outburst, Princess, I am going to fuck every one of your holes on our wedding night.” I attempt to pull away, but his grip tightens, sending a wave of unease through me. I can sense the gazes of the other guests fixed upon us, witnessing the display of dominance by my future husband.

"Mario..." ​Mario reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. He dropped to one knee on the hard stone of the terrace. When he opened the box, a modest but brilliant diamond caught the mountain sun. ​"Chloe, you're the bravest person I know. You survived the city, you survived the Montgomerys, and you survived me. I don't have a castle to give you—just this fortress and a man who will stand in front of any bullet meant for you. Will you marry me? Will you be the one thing I never have to steal, because you’re already mine?"

After that bloody massacre, I desperately longed for a home. So, when my wolf awakened and recognized Drew, I didn't hesitate to form a mate bond with him, even though he had nothing to his name. I naively believed that hard work alone would improve this family. Instead, he rushed to the battlefield on the day of our wedding and vanished for three years. Then, Leo came along. He used to be a pup who could make everyone go soft. "Where have you been this past month, Jenny?" Leo asked. I remained silent.

Riana was going to hate me and the worst part is I still haven't figured out a way to tell me that I don't want to marry her. "Hey Riana. I think marriage should be a sacred thing not a way of uniting packs. I want to get married to someone but that person is not you. I mean I like you but I.." It was pointless. I stuttered even while practicing. I was bound to make a fool of myself when she finally arrives. I turned around, away from the gates, back to the house when I heard a loud, pop sound. It came from behind me, a few seconds after I turned away. It was a gun!

"I'll marry you when I grow up." The little Prince chimes as he steadies himself to walk on top of an old abandoned log. "You can't." She states simply. "A Prince should marry a Princess, and I'm not a Princess so you can't marry me." With a grunt, he hops off the wood. "My mom said I can do whatever I want when I'm already crowned as King. And I want to marry you. Simple as that." - You groan in an ugly manner as you try to pull the strings of your subconscious state back to this messed up reality we all know as life.

Mario interrupts her by putting one of her fingers on her lip. “Things are different with you little ones, you are spectacular and when I met you I had no idea that you were in a relationship with him, as far as I understood he had a wife and a daughter, both of whom died, so your journey through life was so short and basic, that no one knew of your presence” Mario's arrogance was already bothering her, however she had to stay comfortable to find out what she wanted.

Antonio pulled me back to his side as he said, “I needed to bring my wife back, Mario, without wasting another goddamn second.” Mario’s eyes widened and I held up my hand to show him the ring. He looked surprised and almost choked out, “You got married, without me?!” Oh my god, I never thought that Mario would also want to be part of our wedding. Considering he had been nothing but a father to Antonio, he definitely would want to be. Antonio and I shared a glance and he said, “We will get married soon, Mario, so don’t worry you can have your time rankling me with each preparation detail of the wedding however much you want.”