Marriage: Impossible Novels & Stories

I was worried he’d drink himself to death after what I did, but he seems fine. “That could be us someday,” Adam says. He’s been nagging me about a date, but I have no interest in dating anyone else. So us getting married would be impossible. There’s only one man I want to marry—the one person I’m not allowed to marry. I close my eyes as I remember his last kiss, his last touch. I miss him so much. I… I can’t do this. I can’t be here. I shuffle to my feet as she says yes. “Where are you going?” Adam asks.

He got frustrated with his puzzling words and yelled at him annoyedly, losing his cool "Stop talking in riddles and tell me why our marriage can't be legally registered when it has both our signatures on it." “Because the marriage of the same person cannot be registered with two people. Anishta is legally Tapish Raichand's wife so these papers are of no use.” His words shock him to the core as to how this could happen. "How" was the only word that came out of his mouth. "They have been married for two and a half years." ***** one word for stroy

“The biggest argument they have is us. Our relationship. They’re calling it unstable, chaotic, a bad influence.” She finally looked at me, confusion in her tired eyes. “So what? We pretend we’re not together? That’s impossible.” “No.” I held her gaze, forcing myself to say it cleanly, to present it as the strategy it was. “We make it impossible for them to call it unstable. We make it legal. We get married.”

The world spun around me. I gripped my head as a wave of helplessness crashed over me. No. Not now. Not when I had nothing. Not when I had no way out. Tears burned behind my eyes, but I forced them back. I had cried too much already. There had to be a way. There had to be something I could do. And then—like a ghost haunting my thoughts—his voice echoed in my head. "Marry me." I squeezed my eyes shut. Was this what it had come to?

"I see you. Completely. Enhanced. Flawed. Powerful. Humans. Damaged. Healing. All of it. Every piece. Every contradiction. Every impossible combination of things that shouldn't work together but do." "I see you too. Brooding billionaire who became a gentle father. Cold tycoon who became a passionate partner. Man who married me for strategy and stayed for love." "I'm still staying. For love. For you. For my family. For life we built from impossible circumstances and better choices." He pulled her close. "Would you do it again? If you could go back? Would you accept the forced marriage knowing everything that came after?" "In a heartbeat. Because the cage was never the marriage. The marriage f

Harriet had clearly heard of the word 'marriage' but she had no idea what it meant. "Marriage is a sacred thing, dear. It's not something that can happen easily because they have to make a promise in front of God." Harriet frowned in confusion. "Promise like what, Mommy?" "A couple who are getting married have to promise to live and die forever. Isn't that very hard to fulfill?" "Yeah, it's a little tricky. But... it's not that hard either. Mommy and Daddy were made to be together. So I think Mommy and Daddy need to get married. Then you guys will have a photo together."

"You mean, you are against the business marriage—" "I'm not the only one against this marriage, you too." "But we already talked about it, Aurora." "Wow. Have I heard Aurora, not Ms. Torres?" I laughed out loud of a sudden. "Yes, we already talked about it... but how far can we deceive them? How long shall we suffer each other's company?" She didn't answer but still looking in my direction. "Maybe next time they will ask us for a grandchild? How can we do that? How can we gradually make them understand that what they want is not possible!?"

But slowly, she noticed a subtle change in his eyes and the tightening of his jaw. “Has he hurt you?” he asked, a protective edge in his voice almost easily unnoticed. “Not physically, no,” she replied, shaking her head. Lars leaned back, tilting his head as he propped his head with his hand, his eyes narrowing as he considered the situation. “We need to do something—something that will make it clear to him that he has to go.” Natalie looked at him, hope flickering in her eyes mixed with hesitation. “Yes, but what?” He paused for a moment, then leaned forward, his gaze intense but cold. “We get married.” Natalie's eyes widened in shock. “Married? Lars, that's... that's crazy.”

“But it’s not going to work, is it?” My sister gives me a serious look. “Because of the different species?” “Vampires and wolf shifters don’t marry or mate. It’s impossible.” I get to my feet, agitated. “Why are you thinking so far down the line?” Aisha demands, watching me pace.