Marriage And Sword Chapter 2 Novels & Stories

The day I found out I was pregnant, my fiancé, Grant Hale, told me he was going to marry another woman. His childhood sweetheart, Chloe Bennett, had gotten pregnant unexpectedly, and he said he couldn't let her family throw her out over a baby no one would claim. I stared at him in disbelief. "I'm pregnant too. If you marry her, what happens to our baby?" He frowned. "Serena, don't start acting out now. You've always been strong. Even if you really are pregnant, you can wait a few months. Once Chloe has the baby, I'll give you the wedding you deserve." He thought I'd wait for him like a good girl. What he didn't know was that I'd hidden my identity as the heiress to one of the most powe

Chapter 3 (Sophia's POV) The shattered champagne glass lies in glittering pieces at my feet, but it’s nothing compared to the wreckage happening inside my chest. Marriage. To Alexander Voss. For one year. The words echo in my skull like a death sentence. I can’t breathe. The Grand Ballroom suddenly feels too bright, too loud, too full of vultures circling fresh blood. Lila is still talking, something about emergency meetings and lawyers on standby. But all I hear is the roaring in my ears.

My fingers scanned the spines of old, leather-bound books until I found it…the book of curses, bound with a strange red thread. I flipped through the dusty pages, eyes desperate, searching for something I might’ve missed. And then… there it was. “Marriage. A sacred bond. Only through union with the chosen bride under the law of the Lycan shall the cursed chains be broken.” My hand froze on the page. My heart pounded. Marriage? Of all the solutions… it had to be that? I didn’t wait another second. “Selene!” I bellowed, my voice shaking the tower. Within moments, she appeared in the doorway, her head bowed respectfully.

Chapter 53: A Marriage I was watching his changed behaviour. He casually said, lets get married while the dead body of his lover was laying in the same holy church, which he turned into battle field. His grip over my waist tightened, hitching my air supply. Thick crimson blood was dripping from his forehead and entered his eyes, turning it redder than it was, making it resembles with the devil. His flaring air fanning over my face when I lifted my hand to check his wound. However, he was. Still my heart longed for him, his wounds bothers my soul, shaking to its last sanity. But he griped my wrist and pulled me with him.

** warning: this chapter is of loss, which viewers may not like. Blood, loss, anger and violence** Esme's POV "Will you do me the honours of marrying me and becoming my wife..?" I'm shocked I'm speechless. I try to talk but I instead end up crying more. "Esme?" "Yes..." I nod my head several times pulling him up and hugging him as tightly as I can. "Yes. I'll marry you" I said with so much emotion running through me.

"Do you hereby promise to cherish this sacred bond and look after this omega, to take care of her and all her needs, to stand by her and protect her with your entire being, to take her as your beloved mate?" Ashly ears perked up, awaiting Alex's response. "I do," Alex said after a pause. All that was going through his mind right then was that this was really happening. He was getting married to someone else. The minister nodded, and he turned around, retrieving a bowl, and he looked at Alex. "You know what to do." Alex nodded, extending his right hand. He watched as his claws developed. He cut into his left palm with his index finger claw, barely grimacing. He held his hand right above the b

she quickly closed her eyes he chuckled and kissed on her forehead while taking her to his embrace will this forced contract marriage ever turn into marriage with love??? let's see in upcoming journey

He pulled him closer. With a sickening sound, the sword sank deeper into his chest. Blood spilled even more, staining both of them. Cassius coughed, red dripping from his lips. Pero kahit duguan na siya, kahit halatang ramdam niya ang sakit, he was still fucking laughing. IS HE CRAZY? Akmang lalapit na sana ako nang magsalita uli siya, his eyes were on me. "Tell me, darling. Do you still want to marry me even if I'm like this?"

Holding the knife between them and attempting to keep her voice as calm and steady as possible, she asked firmly, “What are you doing here, Carey Adams?” He was wearing his full uniform, including his dress sword which hung on his right side, and he drummed the hilt with his fingers as he measured her up with his narrowed eyes. “Cordia, my love,” he replied, his speech slightly slurred by the alcohol she could smell on his breath, “I came to see you. I thought it was time we made this marriage official.”

The very place that had once felt like a home now loomed over her like a prison. Madison’s words stung like a slap. “Yes, Mrs. Asher, we will live in your mansion as my husband, Mr. Samuel , has signed a deal with your husband, Mr. Asher until they complete their project. We will live here; hope you don’t have any problems!” The hurt in Madison’s eyes was unmistakable, and Sophia couldn’t bear to meet her gaze. The hatred simmering just beneath the surface was too much to confront.