Marriage For Love Novels & Stories

They are supposed to finish their wedding plans and get married within next month, but his busy schedule is stopping that from happening. Get a stable job. Move into a new home. Get married. Have kids. Grow old together. That's always been her dream. Their dreams. As long as she's together with him, let the whole world be against her, that's the least she'll care about. With the love of her life next to her, nothing can go wrong. As long as he loved her, that's the only thing she's ever dreamed of, this one only thing is enough for her.

he announced. Everyone stepped aside leaving just the both of us and with the way the arrangement was going I wished I was getting married to someone I liked. I would be so happy but no it was a fake marriage to someone I had sworn never to have anything to do with and it was funny that we entered a marriage contract, marriages were meant to be for eternity to someone you love ours is for a year and we very much hate each other. Love is only a fantasy and marriage isn't meant for me but still yet here I am following through with the contract.

But I found out he didn't feel the same about me on our wedding day. Okay, to be perfectly honest with you and me. I knew he wasn't head over heels in love with me. But ladies, you know what I thought. I thought he would eventually fall in love with me because I'm sweet and love this man so much. Only if he gave our marriage a chance could we live blissfully ever after. But I had no idea how much he didn't love me and didn't want to marry me. So to envision him falling in love with me, from what I experienced at our wedding and in our marriage, it appeared it would never happen. Despite all that, we are married. So did love ever emerge to the surface? If it did make its appearance, was it du

“Yes, it would seem so. I believe there is only one reason why he would choose me, even after all these years.” I looked at him expectantly, urging him to continue. “He knew my feelings on marriage. You see, when we were young we used to go to all of the balls during society season. I’m not surprised your Father didn’t continue to attend them after he married your Mother, he hated the retched things. One Spring we ran into Mary, Lady Leven. She was stunning, the most beautiful creature that I had ever seen. The problem was she was below my status and my Father did not want us to marry. I fought his decision of course, so did your Father. It took 3 years or me refusing matches, refusing balls

I entered and closed the door behind me. "Growing up, I always imagined my marriage as a perfect match with my Prince charming and living happily ever after full of passion and conquering thoughts. I wanted my partner gentle, kind and affectionate enough for us to have children of our own after years of crazy riot sex and love making. The day I signed that contract I threw that dream to the bin and allowed a mortifying story to happen instead. What is love for you? A simple pretty word? Used to fill women thoughts with dreams and manipulate their minds? Another way of trapping me to a death end and multiplying my pain making my sacrifice useless? Or a means to get attention from a pussy you'

He cupped my face and then pressed our foreheads together. "Baby, because we both know that you still love him very much." Kenzo said sadly. "I'm tired of loving him, I'm tired of being hurt too." "I'm here because you just love me." And then Kenzo's voice broke out. "I will never leave you and I will never marry anyone else, I will only marry you."

I could feel sparks run up my arm as I rush to him not wanting him to let me go; he smiles deeply as he looks me in the eyes and asks me for my consent to make love to me, chills run down my spine at his request as I stare at his lips dazed from the warm embrace he just gave me not but 3 seconds ago. Esrath: "Protams, ja tu apsoli mani mīlēt mūžīgi." *Of course, if you promise to love me forever.* José: "Tev, dārgā, es darītu jebko." *For you my dear, I would do anything.*

"I did not marry you for your money. I married you for love!" "Bullsh*t! Love does not exist and if you think I will love you then give it up. I am Max Easton. I'm cold, ruthless, and I will never love you." "I'll still love you despite your flaws. I don't care what kind of a person you are because I accept them. We are not perfect, Max. We both have some sort of demons in our life and love will persevere." "I'm not listening to this 'love' stupidity that you believe in. Do whatever you want then. Take note that I won't love you, Amber. Our marriage is just for convenience. My father saved your family from debt and you are the payment. Keep that in mind."

He looks disgusted at me and I wondered why, was he also forced to get married like me? I was lost in thoughts during the whole readings of the priest only to be brought back by the question I dreaded today but I have no choice but to answer. " Pst..." I heard the groom calling out to me and I raised my head to look at him. The whole church seemed silent and I wonder why, I looked around to see everyone staring at me curiously. " Miss Rhea Madriguez, would you take Mr Emiliano Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded husband, in wealth and in poor, in sickness and in good health, till death do you part?" The priest repeated the question and I took a sharp intake of breath.

Together, we would face whatever challenges lay ahead, knowing that our love had already conquered the greatest obstacles of all. For our love was a force that defied the odds, transcended the boundaries of wealth and status, and proved that true love could flourish even in the most unexpected of circumstances. We were living proof that a contract marriage could evolve into a love story for the ages—a tale of redemption, forgiveness, and the transformative power of love.