Marriage In Crisis Romance Books Novels & Stories

Christian's frown deepened. "This marriage is based on a lot of business deals, Evelyn. You can't just divorce Alaric." Evelyn clenched her fists in frustration, feeling trapped. He took a heavy sigh. "There were a bunch of suitors I had offered you. You rejected everyone because you fell for Alaric. You even dropped your flourishing career and became a full-time housewife. What do you expect me to tell you?" His words hit Evelyn like a ton of bricks, the hurt and disappointment evident on her face.

"You still have your own key and password. After you told me you were getting married, baby, it was a little difficult to accept." Those words pierced Carina's sensitive skin like a wasp sting. Damn it with it. She refused to let Eric continue another relationship once they signed the contract. So she needs to pretend to be a selfish wife. She swallowed hard and forced herself to smile calmly at her enemy. "Gabriella, I'm sorry if you're hurt by our decision. It came pretty quickly for both of us, you know." She smiled and positioned herself between the two of them. "We've known each other for years and when we met again, we seemed to have been swept away in a whirlwind." She pretended to lo

This is Neria and Ryan’s story (His innocent wife). I changed the title. It will be short and fast-paced. Book tropes: Marriage of convenience, pregnancy, love after marriage, mafia, grief, dark romance Trigger warnings: Violence, dark romance, rough sexual content Neria’s P.O.V. I was out of it, feeling like an out-of-body experience.

"Your husband?" "Yes, my husband. If you can marry before the divorce, why can't I marry after the divorce? Why are you so bitter?" I took a step forward but Jason pulled me back to him. I was tired of the way he was trying to downplay my marriage. I flicked a brow as realization kicked in. "And if I remember clearly , you have used the two days grant, so what are you doing here?" I asked him. His eyes dropped but he said nothing.

I laughed bitterly loud. “Have you forgotten, Crystal? We're still legally married,” Liam added, causing the corner of my lips to twitch and create a smirk. “Married by paper. Even your own cruel mouth proclaimed it. You may also have forgotten why we both got married? You wedded me because you were in desperate need of someone. And I— simply promised to marry you in exchange for a great sum of money, which I badly needed.” I blurted fiercely, as my stare was not deviating from him. “After I finished my job, you gave me the money you promised. You helped me out financially, but you entirely shattered me. I don’t even know if I should thank you.”

“It’s not like I kept it a secret. I know Chrissie’s tired of traveling all over the world with me just to sit in the blistering sun and watch a ‘bunch of overgrown boys ride their big wheels,’ as she calls it. This fit she’s throwing right now...well, it’s made me see what I’m doing to her...to our marriage.” “Hell, man, she knew what she was getting into when she married you.” “Yeah, but I love her too much to keep putting her through all this.” Race met his friend’s eyes. “In the end, when my knee finally gives out and I can’t even get up from the pavement because of all the muscle cramps...Mike, she’s all I got.” “I still think you were crazy to marry an anally retentive home decorat

a breathy sigh escaped my lips, “I don’t want your money. To be honest, I could care less about a single materialistic thing that you own. I’d rather live in a cardboard box outside of the hospital than to remain married to you. Does that make it clear enough for you, Mr. Wood?” A snarl marred his face, “That’s preposterous, Rosa.” “No. What would be preposterous is to remain in a marriage where there is no love between the husband and the wife,” I started, standing up and walking towards him, “What would be preposterous would be to live under the same roof as my husband and his mistress,” I stepped into his personal space, “What would be really god damned preposterous would be to have your

I snapped, ignoring his question and he walked to the mattress, his hand brushing against her cheek as he tilted her head towards him, capturing her lips in a kiss, I closed my eyes, the sight affecting me more than it should've. A second later, I opened my eyes, he'd already pulled away, disgust submerged itself in my stomach. “ Three years Dom,” My voice trembled. “ Three fucking years, I gave my all to you, I worked, I served,I did everything all to make you happy and this is how you repay me? This is how you—” “ Stop being a pathetic little brat,” Tania snarled. “ Do not speak when I'm speaking to my husband!” I clapped back, silencing her, I turned to him, taking slow steps to close the

I felt tired; my temples began to throb again. "I slept with Howard." The wine glass in his hand shattered on the floor. His eyes turned crimson, disbelief etched across his face. "Teagan! How could you…" I calmly closed my laptop and smiled at him. "What? Are you upset?" I genuinely hoped we could just have a marriage of convenience, where we could both enjoy the benefits this arrangement brought. He could sleep with a different woman every night, and I wouldn't care. Meanwhile, I would leverage the Brookes' connections to gain more resources for myself.

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