Mario Marry Peach 소설 & 이야기

"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?"

I could no longer hold myself back and lowered my head, weeping quietly. Grandma gently took my hand and Megan's and placed them together. "Since you two are married, you must treat her well. Don't let her down… just because you acted on impulse." I knew what Grandma meant. Seeing that the person behind me wasn't Brenda, she already had an idea of what had happened. She was worried that I had married some random woman just to fulfill her wish of seeing me married. Megan gently held Grandma's hand and said warmly, "Penelope, I'll explain everything to you later. Just know that I chose to marry Harry. I'll treat him well, too."

"Get over here and apologize to Adam so we can put this whole thing behind us." The nurses and the patients in the next bed over were watching with their jaws on the floor. But my voice didn't soften, not even a little. "Mom, Dad, I'm not confused, and I'm not being impulsive. I mean every word. This marriage is over." I pulled out the divorce papers I'd already prepared and held them out to Adam, my voice cold. "Sign." Gerald couldn't hold back any longer. He slammed his hand on the bedrail and pointed at me.

There were a few seconds of silence on the other end before he finally said, "I'm busy with work. I don't have time. Just text me after the surgery and let me know how it went." After a pause, he added, "Oh, Avery and I are getting married in a few days. Don't forget to come to the wedding." A sharp pain lanced through my chest, and I hung up immediately. The entire city was buzzing on the day of their union. The wedding was broadcast live on TV, with reporters hailing it as "the wedding of the century." I stared at the invitation in my hand, wanting nothing more than to tear it to pieces. Suddenly, the machines in Sadie's hospital room began beeping incessantly. Sadie was rushed into the IC

"Are you actually thinking about getting into something with him? Because Nicolas, I love you, but that's an incredibly dangerous game to play." "I am not asking you for a lecture, Aaron." "Oh, I am giving you one anyway." Aaron leaned against the desk, expression serious now. "You're about to marry his sister for God's sake. Do you understand what kind of mess you'd be creating if..." "That is not the issue, okay? I don't know what exactly it is like, which is the problem!" Aaron studied him for a long moment and then let his gaze soften. "Then explain it to me."

'' I asked everyone. Papa said ''They are in hurry so we will get you guys married tomorrow. We will just announce that you are getting married and we will have reception in weeks time.'' I am not happy with this at all. I don't even know this person how can I get married? What is even her name. What should I do? I have already given my consent to this marriage so now there is no blackout. If I get married after month or tomorrow there isn't any difference. I just nodded and went to my room. I called Saurya and Veer on conference call.

It smells sweet and spicy. I immediately fall to the ground. I can't breathe. I feel dizzy... Disoriented... Next to me, Levi falls to the ground. I look at him in pain for a long moment. And then everything fades away. At that instant the pain returns, more intense than before. "No!" I cry out, looking at Levi, my face full of tears. It's only now that I understand everything. Levi and I have known each other for years. At my first Moon Ball he revealed himself as my Matebond. We were promised in marriage and were going to get married, but his grandmother prevented everything.

Sophia stood before Asher, her heart racing as he knelt on one knee, the moonlight casting a soft glow around him. The world around her faded into a blur; all she could focus on was his earnest gaze and the words spilling from his lips. In that moment, nothing else mattered. Her friends, Samuel and Madison, had warned her about Asher. They had tried to intervene, to pull her back from the edge of what they feared would be a disastrous relationship. But love, as they say, is often blind, and Sophia was lost in the depths of her feelings.

Mrs Valentino looks at me with calm detachment, like she already knows how this ends, while Mr Valentino leans back in his chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, curiosity and focus clear on his face. “There are, of course, conditions,” Mrs Valentino says. Of course there are. There’s always a catch. I lean back slightly, bracing myself for whatever comes next, remaining silent as I wait for her to go on. “You will be married to our son, Stephano Valentino, by the end of this week. The ceremony will be private. Legal. No press.” My head spins. This week? Married? I blink at her, trying to process the words. “This week?”

We both said. Mario hear it and in just move his claws moves to my mate heart. A painful growl escapes my mouth as my mate died. “What a lucky day. Now to make this even better you will lose two important girls in your life.” Mario says. I look at him move to my siter. “Mario stop! She’s your mate. Don’t do this.” I plea.