Marriage For One Novels & Stories

But it's only going to happen only one time in life so why not enjoying it. Only two days left for my wedding and whole house is fill with guests. My cousins and jiju are busy in the preparations and kshama is always with me for saving me from bore to death. After my haldi rituals she helped me to change my clothes and many things. We both are sitting in my room and talked about our old days. How we were used to go office together and we both are going to marry to our love. Her wedding is next month and she threatened me if I will not come to her marriage she will specially come to newyork to kick on my ass.

However, she soon said, "I have a song that I want to dedicate to my groom." Although this song was for me, her gaze was affectionately fixed on Shane in the audience. I felt bitter. The emcee handed the stage over to Celia. When the music started, it felt as if I had fallen into an endless pit of despair. I recognized this song. Shane had written the lyrics and composed the music himself. The song was called "Not Marrying the One I Love". She sang the song for eight minutes, and it made me think of the eight years I had spent with her.

, Bright sighed and spoke to his cat who was purring on the table. Bright was equally guilty about last night, perplexed at his own feelings and flustered at how weak he had been in front of them. He wanted to talk to Ash about it, sort it out so that they could go back to being contractually married to each other, living like strangers. Bright had grown accustomed to believing that he had a perfectly happy married life with a husband who he loved and who loved him back. He refused to believe the circumstances that had pulled him and Ash close again but he had found peace in their arrangement and all he wanted was that their marriage never ended.

I took a deep breath to calm down. "If it's a business deal, then you can marry whoever you want. I'm sure there are plenty of women who would love to sign whatever contract you would offer." I tried to stay reasonable, despite my internal turmoil. He smirked. "They would cost me more than you will." I clenched my teeth trying to ignore the bitter meaning of his words. "I'm sure there are many women who wouldn't want any money to marry you." He chuckled. "Not if I only need to be married for two years. I wouldn't be paying to get married, but to get a divorce. But in your case… the price is your freedom. It's the best deal for me and the only deal for you."

Though also the marriage is just fake and it's hard to think that any moment we will be wanting we can free ourselves from the ties of each other. "Both of you please hold hands." We did. "Marriage, according to the law of this country, is the union of one man with one woman, voluntarily entered into for life, to the exclusion of all others. These vows which unite you as husband and wife constitute a formal and public pledge of your love for one another. I am now going to ask each of you in turn to declare that you do not know of any legal reason why you should not be joined in marriage to each other."

It's not the same thing, it's different. But I'm going to marry both of them someday," I said. My mum chuckled. "That is going to be a problem because it's against the law here in New Falls. You can only marry one wife, otherwise your marriage will not be recognized and you will be sent to jail." "Really?" I asked in surprise. "'Yes," my dad replied. "That's why I said you can't marry two wives." "Urgh, this is serious," I said. "Hmmm, so it means I have to marry just one. What happens to the other one? And won't it be unfair?"

Marriage is a profound commitment, symbolizing the union of two individuals who choose to journey through life together. It represents the promise to stand by each other in times of happiness and adversity, to support each other's dreams, and to create a home and family. For many, this dream of marriage is a reflection of their belief in the power of love and human connection. It's a vision of a future where they can build a life with a partner who understands, respects, and shares their values and aspirations.

Someone beautiful. Someone glamorous. Someone perfect. "I’m not talking about a real marriage here.” His frown was back, his voice as steady and calm as a patient teacher speaking to a slow student. “It would be a marriage on paper and would only last a year, max. We wouldn’t even have to go through the charade of a big wedding. We could marry privately with only the minimum witnesses required to make it legal.”

’’ ‘’You are truly serious about this? ‘’I am. We get married only for a year. You get your citizenship and I’ll be on my way.’’ ‘’And what is in it for you?’’ I ask, again. ‘’Nothing, this is just a simple favor.’’ ‘’Isn’t this illegal?’’ I ask.

I guess we are opposites in a situation like this. "So her being my wife doesn't bother you?" I asked. "Nope... As long as she is my mate and with me, nope," he said. "Also, marriage is not a big deal in our world. We just need to be marked and mated to be each other's for life, that's all," he added. "No wedding? That means our whole life we would be..." Bambi zoned while thinking about this. "Noooooooooo... I won't have your kids without becoming your wife," she exclaimed.