Marriage In Crisis Romance Books Novels & Stories

I said. "Anything." "Do you regret marrying me?" He looked startled by the question. "What? No. Why would you ask that?" "Because we've had maybe six months of actual happiness. The rest has been crisis after crisis. The accident. The miscarriage that wasn't actually a miscarriage. Victoria. The kidnapping. The separation. And now this." I gestured at the hospital bed, at my imprisoned state. "Normal couples don't go through all this." "We're not a normal couple. We started as a contract marriage that turned into love. Of course we were going to have complications."

"God has made the pair of you two, not of those. If it was written that they should be together, then even God would not be able to come between them." " It is not written in the fate of both of them to be together, so they are no longer together but you are. Do you want to disrespect the decision made by God?" Sam said and instantly Naina shook her head right to left. "Meaning of marriage is the relationship that exists between two people who are united as spouses. It's a sacred relationship. When they fall in love with each other, they do not know." Her words put her in a dilemma. Force her to give a second thought to save their marriage.

he shouted in frustration. "Hunter, have you forgotten that our marriage certificate is fake? So I'm single in the eyes of the law," I replied tartly. "Besides, we have nothing to do with each other. So, who I interact with is none of your business." Lucas couldn't understand us since we were talking in our native language. Nonetheless, he was very good at reading the situation. Thus, he stood at the doorway, blocking the path like a wall. "I don't care who you are, but stop bothering my girlfriend!"

“It’s fine.” She hesitated. “I just… I don’t want Mia to think I’m stealing you from her.” His chest tightened. “She won’t.” Rose looked down. “I hope not.” She stepped closer, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just don’t know how I’d survive this without you.” Liam stood there, frozen, not realizing that somewhere behind him, his marriage was quietly slipping out of reach. Down the street, in a dim café long past closing hours, Jared closed his laptop.

It was soft and sweet, and Lena’s heart soared as she kissed him back, feeling the warmth and tenderness in the way his lips moved against hers. The kiss was simple, but it carried the weight of everything they had been through—years of friendship, hidden feelings, and moments of uncertainty. When they finally pulled apart, Ethan’s forehead rested lightly against hers, his breath coming in shallow, soft bursts. Lena felt her heart race, but it wasn’t from nerves anymore. It was the thrill of knowing that after everything, they had finally found their way to each other.

"Willow, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Out of nowhere, my nose started to sting and my eyes welled up with tears. I never imagined I would meet someone who looked at me like I was their whole world. And I certainly never thought that an arranged marriage would lead me to somewhere I felt safe and loved instead of completely miserable. When the officiant asked if I was willing to marry Nathan, I didn't hesitate. I nodded and said yes. The officiant joked, "The groom may be a powerhouse in the business world, but today he's a total softie!"

I grew up fatherless, clawing my way through the Chicago underbelly with my mom. She always said he loved us. That he just had to go far, far away. Until she got terminally ill. I dropped out of design school and rushed back, ready to drain our life savings to treat her. But she put a pair of scissors to her own throat. She told me not to touch the cash. It was the only thing she had to leave me. I pretended to agree. But the second I turned around, I took our fifty grand and ran to Mr. Sal, the neighborhood's back-alley doctor. I begged him to save her. "Fifty grand? This buys her three months. Tops." He lit a cigarette. Through the smoke, his eyes bored into me. Like he was looking at a gh

“Hey, everyone! Can I get your attention? We need to gather in the main sitting room. It’s important!” Josh clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention again. “All right, everyone! Moving on to the Fifth challenge we have for you all.” Everywhere was silent. “This time, it’s not going to be a competition,” Josh continued, a sly smile forming on his lips. “Instead, we’re going to have a unique opportunity—a perfect marriage event.” A wave of murmurs rippled through the couples, and I could see their faces lighting up with enthusiasm. Rachel and I, however, exchanged shocked looks. “A marriage event?” she whispered, her eyes wide. “Is he serious?”

But her reddening earlobe betrayed her. They drove in silence for a while. Seeing her gaze fixed outside and her stillness, Cedric finally asked, "What are you thinking about so deeply?" He had recently read quite a few books on romance and marriage, feeling he had learned a lot. 'Have I done something to upset her? This morning, we were moving toward a closer relationship.' "I was thinking about what kind of marriage is truly the best." 'Fenix and Evander. One’s a wealthy scion, the other a hardworking wage earner.' She couldn’t say who was more suitable for Linda, and she found it increasingly difficult to define what constituted a truly happy marriage.

"I understand, but the idea of getting married, making it official... it frightens me. You know? What if one day you grow weary of me? What if she...?" "For as long as I can recall, my love for you has been unwavering, and I believe, princess, that you should be well aware of it," I expressed, halting her in her tracks. "The marriage between Gabriella and me is merely a superficial arrangement, a spectacle for the media to revel in and admire. We both know how fickle the press can be. One day, we are bound in matrimony, and perhaps a year later, we can finally dissolve the union. By then, we can ensure that it is she who wanted it or she who has committed an act that compeled me to eagerly s