Marriage And Sword Novels & Stories

Andy’s POV: “He was never you husband, Harris told me everything about the marriage contract, everything was fake…” she said, I felt like someone just stabbed me with a dagger, “what?” I asked, feeling shocked, and broken. “He’s done with you, you were nothing but a fake marriage contract to him” she started, “I gotta say, it’s kind of pathetic. I feel sorry for you poor girl, you love him, but he doesn’t consider you more than a tool…” she finished, her words cut deep into my heart…

Mary sat next to him and said in a calm voice, "Natasha is right. We can't marry her to a wheelchair-bound man." Lucas looked at Mary and said angrily, "What do you mean? Are you asking me to ruin my company for your daughter? If it is what you are wishing for, then you are wrong. I will never ever do this. The marriage will happen. I had let my dignity and begged Mr. Center's Grandfather for a chance. I can not waste it" "Not at all. It is time to bring back your mistress's daughter," Mary said with a sly smile. Lucas was completely stunned when he heard Mary's words.

And… A fellow she used to know. Elira stiffened. His voice was relaxed. "Elira. Haven't seen you in a while.". Her lips opened, but she remained silent. He drew nearer. "I need a favor." Her legs nearly buckled. "What… what kind of favor?" His eyes drilled into her. "A marriage. To me. One year. No strings. In return, I'll settle your debts, pay for your brother's treatment, and provide you with enough to begin anew." She blinked.

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

Utmost pride filled me knowing over 60% of these buildings are owned by Caruso holdings, or, rather me. Who would’ve thought marrying someone could stir up so much trouble? It’s not like we’re going to have kids or produce an heir or something. I doubt if we would even be doing the act. One of the terms in the contract stated we wouldn’t have to satisfy each other sexually as is expected of a married couple. But, I certainly wouldn’t mind… No, what am I thinking? I shake my head and reach for my glass, I pour some whiskey in it and down it all at once.

And since coming to Ryder’s pack, there had never been a reason to mention it. “Only the first half is true,” I said, raising my sword again as she prepared to strike. “I was married to him,” I admitted, gripping my sword a little tighter. “Some are just lucky. Getting all the hot guys,” she said, pressing her blade down against mine. I barely managed to shove her sword away, stumbling back just in time as she struck again. The tip of her blade hit the ground just inches from my head, sending dirt flying in the air.

Nancy clarified immediately. I was shaken by both sides. I poured half of the remaining wine into my glass. "You're not going to fight over that, are you?" "NO!" They answered me at the same time. "Good, but let me tell you this to you, my friends. Nothing is permanent in this world, we don't know how long and how long we will be together... since, you know that it's all about Business Marriage is really the reason why we both got married, right?"

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.”

This one sounds a little more interesting because there's nothing better than cutting a man down to size when he needs it. "You don't need a date, you need a husband," Justin says behind me. I do need a husband but the man I'm willing to mate doesn't exist and is only a fantasy so I'll pass. I turn to my brother and lift my sword again. "This is not a topic I'll discuss. You know my feelings on marriage." I lift my sword and fleche, causing my brother to back up quickly to avoid having his throat slit. Talk like this is at an end.