Marriage And Sword Spoiler Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes a little and when I adjusted to the light, I saw the familiar man waiting at the altar with a priest. A piano background song started playing and the two men continued to drag me into the red carpet. While walking, I looked around. It's beautiful here. The walls, floor, ceiling, and chairs are all white. There is a large diamond chandelier by the altar and a few giant paintings of God. There are also white and red rose petals all around, lined up. As we reached the altar, the man to my left pulled out a gun and pointed it at my head. Shotgun marriage usually happens when there is an unintended pregnancy resulting in marriage in a hurry or enforced but... not in my case.

The gun still in the other, pressed against his chest. “We’re married,” she said. Her breath was hot against his face. Smelled like champagne and madness. “We said the vows. We mixed our blood. We’re bound.” “The marriage is annulled.” “NO IT’S NOT!” She was screaming directly into his face now. Spittle flying. “You can’t annul it! It’s sacred! It’s…” “It’s nothing.” Gavin’s vision was graying at the edges. “It never was anything.” Sophia’s face twisted.

“You refuse me your heart.” “I refused you my lips. I still remember that you came to call on me making an effort only to appear undesirable,” I said nothing to that because I had nothing to say; she was right. “We are married regardless; we should make our union amicable at the very least,” I said. “Wouldn't that be…” but she did not get to complete her sentence as I spun her around quite suddenly. Swords were drawn immediately and at once I was surrounded by guards. An arrow had been fired amid my wedding party and my bride had been the aim. Luckily, I had noticed it just in time to take the arrow for her.

They muttered in surprise, then their faces fell when they read the letter. "Is this the right time to get married?!" Blue exclaimed in anger and threw the cup he was holding. The cup broke into pieces and the tea spilled on the floor. “Dear everyone. I apologize if I can't invite you to I and Hierro’s wedding since this is very sudden because I badly wanted to marry Hierro and never want him to escape from him again. So, I immediately announced our marriage as soon as we arrived in the East Kingdom – “

She turned and went up the stairs, vanishing into the sanctum of her and Dad's room, leaving us in a thick silence. The sound of her footsteps had hardly dissipated when Josh, the eternal opportunist, made his move. "Fixed marriage? Man, you're seriously getting the bad end of the deal. Your marriage is like a subscription package, you understand? Limited-time offer," he said, attempting a joke, which fell on deaf ears amidst the charged air. He caught a sharp backhand from me, the blow making him jump. "Ouch!" he exclaimed, rubbing the back of his head, his eyes widening in mock outrage.

( Eyes kinked to mine) I buffed out a weak smile and before saying a word, Sofia weaves out first, "actually son, you're in for a deep shock?". "What?* Bryan fires back and shoots a weak smile at me. Her eyes linked to us, and says, "get ready Mr. and Mrs. Lowell because you both are going to get married again". ( Chapter ends with a shocked look on our faces)

I don’t believe you really want to throw me away! Then, suddenly, her gaze locked onto me. "It’s her, isn’t it?! She’s been seducing you!" Her expression contorted with hatred as she screamed, "If you’re dead, no one will take Simon from me!" Before anyone could react, she pulled a fruit knife from somewhere and lunged straight at me. Hector grabbed my hand, yanking me away, but the long train of my wedding gown tangled around my legs, sending me sprawling to the ground. Panicked, I scrambled to get up, but the glint of the knife was already flashing in front of my eyes.

“You talk a big game about love and loyalty, but when it comes down to it, you’re still one of us. Whether you like it or not. And people like us? We don’t get fairy tale endings. We build our futures. Brick by bloody brick.” I stared at her. “You don’t even believe that. You just like watching people squirm.” She smiled—small and secret. “Maybe. But I’m offering you something real. Not squirmy. Not emotional. Solid. Strong. Yours.” I blinked. “What?” She took a breath. Then, like it was the most casual thing in the world, she said, “Marry me instead.” The world stopped. I swear. Just paused like a glitch in a movie.

The commentator announced. My nerves were all over the place. I barely heard Lex's snarky comments. "Why do you have that?" Lex growled looking at my Tirado Broach. "You're no Tirado! You lost that right when we failed to consummate our marriage and mark each other," Lex growled unhappily. "Let's just say I got it right this time. Focus on surviving the night," I smirked looking over at Essex who seemed approving of my comment. "Y-You..." Lex stuttered in disbelief. "What? Married my true mate? Your eldest brother? Of course I did," I proudly replied. "You whore! It's going to be fun ripping you apart! AND YOU! YOU'RE NEXT!" Lex threateningly pointed at Essex who looked ready and willing to

he mumbled in prayer. Suddenly the ribbon lit up so bright, that my eyes couldn't withstand the white light that filled the whole room. To confirm that the marriage was successful, the minister would try cutting the ribbon as it lit. If it cuts through, the marriage would be nulled, meaning the goddess would have not accepted the union. Most of those that are married through the mating bond get accepted, so I was confident that our goddess would allow it, but it was still nerve recking. I looked at Luka as our eyes met, holding my breath with excitement running through my veins. The minister goes through with the process and unexpectedly the knife flew out of his hands landing a few meters b