Marriage Instead Of Death Novels & Stories

he said. I memorized the words he said. No way. He married me not for a short while? What did that sentence mean? Did he seriously want to marry me forever? He was joking. Right? He wanted to marry me until death do us part? “You're not serious,” I muttered. “The court staff will marry us and close with the phrase until death do us part. It's not me who determines the length of our marriage, but death,” he explained. “If you don't want to, you can propose the length of our marriage.”

They were as good as strangers who had been forced into a marriage that they both couldn’t walk away from. So, no matter how unhappy they were or would be in the marriage, the only thing that could separate them was death and neither wanted to die soon so they’d just have to manage.

I continued, "I do not believe marriage represents necessary or appropriate response to this crisis. Cooperation between our territories can be established through formal alliance, resource sharing, and combined magical expertise, exactly as we've already structured similar cooperation throughout my own confederation's eight allied territories, without requiring personal marital sacrifice from either party involved." Thorne's expression tightened slightly, though he maintained his careful diplomatic composure. "I proposed marriage specifically because historical precedent suggests such unions create more binding, more permanent commitment than simple political alliance alone," he said. "Give

he elaborated his plan more. "I...um—" she mumbled but then, held her tongue because she couldn't decide well. "Please, Ms. Carlson, accept my offer. Just for your information, Ms. Carlson, I am dying. Okay? I have prostate cancer. I found out that I have an illness three months ago, and that's the reason why I told my son to get married as soon as possible before I give him all of my inheritance. Because he will only receive them once he got married and last for at least 6 months of their marriage, or until I die. So, will you help me? I still believe, Ms. Carlson, that my son can change. He's a good son but not until, his mother died and I know that's my fault, that's why we are not on goo

But on land the rules were different. In the sea, mating was for couples who wanted babies. On land, it was something land folks did for fun, or because they liked it. In the monarchy, it was different in the sea. Maybe similar to that of the royal family on land. We only did coupling when we were tied to another for eternity. Land people had a system called divorce. In the ocean, there was no such thing. We were stuck with the person forever until actual death. Merfolks took coupling and joining of souls more seriously than land folks. If a mate died, the other half would go through mourning for several tides. Some never recovered. People on land remarried and even coupled with others while

"Oh look, it's Mr. Deaf." Mr. De–? My eyes widened involuntarily as it finally sunk in. And I saw it. I saw my life flashing right in front of me. I saw my own obituary. Isabelle Kimberly Greene, plunged straight to her death when fiance threw her off his private plane. May her soul rest in peace. Ultimate go figure. It's settled. I'm officially dead. Feeling the weight of his glare

Curious despite himself, he asked “Proof of what?” “Of my sterility,” announced Rachel firmly. Jake felt shocked. “You’re sterile?” “No! It’s part of the plan. See, what was the motive behind our marriage in the first place? A heir. A when Devin finds out that there’s no question of producing a heir, the marriage does not stand. Ditto,” she finished, snapping her fingers in a concluding way to emphasize her point.

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

“Everything changed the day I met you. I knew at that moment that you were going to be a part of my life in some way. I am glad we figured out so quickly that it was in the best way. You have made my life worth living. You have given me hope, happiness, a family, and a love that is so strong I can barely believe it exists sometimes. We have celebrated many good moments together, and we have survived many difficult ones together. I asked you to marry me once before, and you said yes. Our wedding was beautiful, but when we said our vows ‘forever’ meant a very different thing back then to me. I was young and very mortal. “Ash-” “Bright, I want to say our vows again. I want to promise you foreve

It is also the empty set that nullifies everything including marriages. Marriage, in its most elemental form, is being able to commit to the vows declared by the spouses before God as witnessed by the wedding attendees. The rest are just instruments to make the agreement binding and legal which can be voided with the death of one of the signatories or both. It is a lifetime conviction to be loyal, no matter what, from darkness until dawn, in sickness and in sin, in thickness and in thin, in weakness and in win, until death do we part…