Marriage In Crisis Romance Books Novels & Stories

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

Eric exchanged an icy gaze at me, causing me to swiftly look away as we resumed our steps to where a rounded, considerable table filled with people were. “Keep playing cool, people are getting convinced by our acts. Now, we're joining them for dessert, so stay beside me and do what I do” Eric paused and flashed a smile across a guest he recognized before glaring back at me. “And did I also forget to tell you it's only for a year? This marriage is a one-year thing, and we'll break up after that.”

"Maybe you'll actually land a hit." "Rivera Global doesn't need the Cruz routes that badly, Santiago." Gabriel picked up the controller, choosing a bruiser with a massive sledgehammer. A slow character. A mistake. "Listen to me. Marriage in our world isn't a game. It’s a noose." "I don't need a lecture on the institution." "I'm not talking about the 'obey' crap. I’m talking about the target on your back. I love Valentina, okay? She’s the heart of this family, and that makes the hits worth taking. But this? This kid?"

the judge said firmly. “Mr. Victor and Mrs. Grace had an elaborate wedding that the whole world knew about,” Barrister Iren began, his tone persuasive. “Their marriage certificate is still intact and they never signed a divorce paper. Even though the marriage was contracted, they later fell in love and they didn't divorce after the contract expired. Mrs. Grace just decided to run away from her peaceful marriage,” he added firmly.

Heat surged through her and Andreas grinned broadly. "But don't worry. Trust me. I promise," Andreas continued. He looked straight into Vlora's eyes, his seriousness replacing his mischievous gleam. "Just like a marriage between two people, I can assure you that there will be no other women while we're married. Even if our marriage lasts until one of us dies, you will be the only one during that time." Vlora snorted dismissively. "Can I trust the words of a gambler?" "Take my word for it. I know more than anyone else about the trouble a third, fourth, or even fifth person can cause in a marriage."

Everyone's attention was drawn to Alaric, whose eyes sparkled with amusement. Alaric placed his hand on my tummy, and my heart squeezed as the room temperature plummeted. Was he going to hurt the baby? "Brave of you to amuse the baby is yours..." he scoffed, my eyes snapped at him. Alaric had a smirk on his face, and his eyes were challenging. "Cassie and I have been married for 4 weeks and we consummated our marriage that day. This baby is mine..." My mouth fell agape at the realisation

"I love you too. Through everything." They kissed, and it felt like a beginning instead of an ending. Like everything they'd survived had been leading to this moment—choosing each other fully, understanding what that choice meant. The contract marriage that had started with lies and convenience had become real through proximity and pressure and choosing to stay when leaving would have been easier. It wasn't the fairy tale romance Mira had once imagined for herself. It was messy and complicated and required constant effort. But it was theirs. Built through crisis, forged through challenge, made strong through survival.

What she found interesting did not interest Chris, and what interested Chris she understood nothing about. Even if she did understand a little, her basic level of knowledge on the topic would not spark any interest in him. How many couples, initially deeply in love, gradually drift apart due to different interests and the gap in their perspectives? Although she and Chris were very affectionate now, she was uncertain if their marriage would turn out like that. They had only been married for a few months, not even a year. They were in the honeymoon phase now, but what about later? No one knew what the future held.

With that, he turns and walks out of the room without hesitation, leaving me standing exactly where he left me, the silence swallowing me whole as I blink back the tears threatening to spill and focus on keeping myself upright. I sit in the back of the car on the ride home, watching the city pass by through the tinted window and trying to register that I am technically married now, that somewhere in a drawer inside that estate, there is a document with my name beside Stephano’s, proof that my life has shifted into something that no longer resembles what it did yesterday. The driver doesn't speak, and I am grateful for that because I don't trust myself enough not to break the moment someone e

But happiness doesn't live longer, as one day while returning from the garage, Ram uncle saved me from the truck and himself come under the truck. We had taken him to the hospital, but Doctor told us they cannot save him, Ram uncle know about his situation, he on his death bed request me to marry Nandini as she had no one after him, he will be at ease if I will marry her because I am the only person he can trust with Nandini after Cabir. I was to refuse, as I could not love her ever and I don't want to trap her in a loveless marriage but when I saw hope in his eyes, I could not refuse him and marry Nandini on the same day. And finally, Ram uncle leave the world happily after giving his bless