Marriage For One Novels & Stories

But we have been doing great, I fell in love with the Beckett family all of them, they are so supportive and nice, even my mother and father-in law. My parents were great, they were supportive until a certain measure, but they were never this supportive with everything. “So?” Conan asks, remember when I said our relationship was going too well, yeah it is too good. “I don’t think they would approve,” I say. “So, I am just reaching out to talk about our marriage and paying dowry if they refuse my courtesy I will not push.” Yeah, we are thinking of getting married, after two years Conan finally cracked and thought being the only one who is not married is not good.

Jonathan said after a waitress delivered his order in the form of hot fried rice with some snacks that had been ordered in advance by Edwin. "Then what's your next plan?" "You certainly know that marriage when the woman is pregnant is not legal in the eyes of religion, after all, I'm not the man who has to be responsible for everything." Jonathan nodded, agreeing with Edwin's words this time. "So are you just going to end it like that?" The man who was still single at the age of thirty-two was curious. While Edwin immediately nodded firmly. "Of course. I've investigated everything, and I'll confirm that the man should be responsible for her."

"He's very nice to me. You know that too." "But you're not happy. It's better to stay single for the rest of your life than to marry someone you don't love." Kim held my hands. "Who says that women must get married? You can make money, buy a house and a car, and clothes. Why do you have to get married?" "We don't marry for money." "Then you really should marry the person you love. Life is so long, and if you live with a person you don't love, it'll be very hard!"

I shouted. I explained that marriage isn't a simple matter; it requires two people to live together for the rest of their lives, bound to one another. Marriage is important to women; they expect to be with someone they cherish—the man to whom they will dedicate their heart, mind, and soul. "That’s why it’s important to know who you’re marrying. You can't just ask anyone to be your wife." He sighed again and admitted that was exactly his problem. Even though he knew he had to find a wife, he was having a hard time because he didn't have any other female friends or even acquaintances.

Christ, what have I gotten myself into? “Rule one: We're not in love. This is a contracted marriage. There will be no love, no jealousy, no possessiveness, no asking about the other's whereabouts. All you have to do is play the role of a perfect wife, give birth, and leave with your body still intact.” He explained, and I swallowed, listening attentively. “Rule 2: never tell anyone about the contract. We're married, that's all anyone needs to know. Just those two rules. Do you understand?” He asked, and I nodded quickly, earning a satisfied smirk from him. “You can leave.”

Xavier could walk in and see me talking to Theodore on a hidden video call and that would be the end of everything. “I was married,” I said quietly. “To Xavier. So technically I had spousal status.” “A marriage that was never registered legally,” Theodore said and there was something cold in his voice now. “A marriage that doesn’t exist in any court system in the United States. A marriage that Xavier deliberately kept off the books because he wanted you docile and dependent and completely under his control without any of the legal protections that actual marriage would have given you.” He set the papers down. “That doesn’t count, Morana. The board won’t accept it and I can’t override it. It

Would he feel everything as strongly as I did or only an echo of it? Would he want a wedding? Normally wolves didn't really have weddings. A few of them decided to hold one but it was few and far between. Would he- "Do you want to get married? In like the traditional sense? I mean, we fall under human law where we can't avoid it, marriage being one of them. If something happens to you or to me, our assets wouldn't necessarily go to each other if we weren't married. And I don't think you can stay in the country once your VISA expires, marriage would solve that as well." I rambled, letting my mind get the better of me.

I landed a sharp gaze on him. “Before you decapitate me with your blade-like gaze. Listen. Not every marriage needs to be a lifetime thing, and you are what? Nineteen. You can get into a contractual marriage for six months until you are outside the pack and, once your job is done, divorce.” “Huh. Easier said than done. They don’t let me choose the shade of my lipstick on my own. You think they will allow me to choose a groom? That too a fake one?”

"Wait, sir! M-marriage? Really? You want me to marry you? Are you—" She couldn't finish what she was saying because he cut her off, but there was still a hint of shock on her face. "Don't overreact, okay? I'm not done yet," he said. "You told me that your grandmother is in the hospital, right? You need your work to support your grandmother's medical needs. I'll be honest with you, you can't support your grandmother's hospital bills just by working at the store. Even if you get tired from working, it won't be enough. I just want you to marry me for some reason, and I know that you too will benefit from this."

Not like this. “Naomi,” I muttered. But as the engine roared to life, a bitter truth crept in. I didn’t know if my father would even defend me. He never had before. And if he chose her too… then I truly had no one. But this time, I wouldn’t be quiet. Not anymore. I have to make things right—if not for this marriage, then at least for myself.