Marriage Consummation Stories Novels & Stories

“Well, I’ll tell you why: It was subtitled ‘Everything you wanted to know about marriage but were afraid to ask’. Me? Well, I’ll tell you where I am. I didn’t even understand the questions, let alone the answers. But fortunately, there was a glossary of terms in the back. “And you know what else? I didn’t understand what they were talking about, even after studying the glossary.” She paused as if gathering her thoughts. “One of the most interesting parts was toward the end. It talked about ‘consummating the marriage’. There weren’t any directions for doing this ‘consummating’ thing, but the author assured his readers that the husband will know what to do.

The woman I had carelessly discarded, thinking I wasn't ready for commitment. I couldn't shake off the memories of our past. I had married Marie solely to gain control of my family's wealth, and once I had achieved my goal, I thought it was time for us to part ways. But Marie had pleaded with me to stay, to work through our issues, and I had callously ignored her. Now, the tables had turned. I was the one who was desperate to win her back, to prove my love and commitment to her. But it seemed I had competition, and that realization only strengthened my resolve. I would stop at nothing to reclaim Marie's heart and make her mine once again.

I hissed and returned back to bed, closing my eyes in an attempt to sleep. "I know you are listening Ivory. I want you to understand that the day would come where I would be seeing you both consumated together as one and just like every prophesies that has come to pass, this too would be inevitable." She stated and returned back to bed. Could Rex and I ever get consumated in marriage? The question continued to ring through my head, before I slept off.

I nodded, striving to focus on his words, but the heat in the room made it nearly impossible. When Killian and I got married, Killian never consummated our marriage. I could still remember how pathetic I was as I waited for him in our bedroom after the wedding. It was our wedding night. It should have been something memorable, but to me, it became a night of shame. Killian made me wait all night and never came. In the years of our marriage after that, Killian never regarded me as his wife. The first time that something happened between us, he was drunk.

Bertha commented. “Sure baby, I will soon have a new maid” Asher Said. Sophia looked at the floor in embarrassment. They finished after dinner, when Sophia ate after they finished. She cried fate. Once she dreamed of a happy family with Asher. But her dreams were shattered on their first night of the wedding, only when he showed her his true colors. With time, the day switched to night and Sophia went to the room where Asher was doing work. She took the blanket and was about to sleep on the couch as Asher hadn't allowed her to sleep with him on same bed.

Her eyes sparkled with joy as she shared with me the story of her life in Barcelona, alongside the man she loved and their two-year-old daughter, Kristen. Initially, my curiosity was piqued, as I had always assumed that Cairen was still in a relationship with Zach. The thought of her being with someone else, let alone having a child, had never crossed my mind. Questions plagued me. What had become of Zach? What happened to their wedding? Had their marriage been annulled, even though I was not the real Cairen? And if Cairen was indeed married to Vincent, with two children of their own, did that mean that I was still technically married to Zach to this day?

"Better yet, tell me about your love life... let me know about it, please?" They laughed at me. After a while, both of them told me their own stories. At least, our topic is shuffling. I sighed. Even I am listening to them, still, my mind is flowing in somewhere else. I wonder where my consent will lead to the failed marriage between me and Damien.

And the baby agrees, can you feel him? Aneesa held her breath and there it was, the tiniest of flutters against their joined hands. They seemed to be growing stronger by the minute, along with her belief that this was real, and that with the indestructible force of love between them, anything would be possible, even a second attempt at marriage. As if Sebastian could hear her thoughts, he spoke close to her ear. ‘We could go to my island, and get married on the beach. With just my staff as witnesses …’

“He had targeted me from the beginning to be his way out, but I was too blind, too fucking dense to see it.” “What did he do?” “Roma was perfect at first,” Sarah said bitterly. “He brought flowers, took me to dinner, he made me feel loved. He was the kind of man who made everyone jealous, and it didn’t help that he was great in bed. I thought I had won the lottery, that this was true love. We got married shortly after, and that was when he began to change.” I nodded as I listened attentively, refusing to even make a comment to break her focus. “I think everything changed when he found out my parents had given me my share of the inheritance after we got married. I was pregnant with our first

He even appeared on TV while awaiting trial; how could he be so cruel? "Hey, turn it off; you don't have to watch it anymore," my mom said, coming out of the kitchen holding two cups of orange juice. "I'm not crying, Mom. I'm not mad at him; it was a contract marriage. We got married because of what we wanted. You got your health, but then... he couldn't get his inheritance," I said, as it broke me to the last part of me.