Marriage Novels & Stories

Marriage is something sacred, a promise made before God and before men, we decide to get married because we feel our life is going on with our spouse, we get married because we feel invested in living next to the man or woman of your life, we get married to build the family of our dreams with our spouse, we get married to share our moments with our spouse. Marriage is something serious, it's not neither a day nor two days, when you enter a marriage you have to abandon certain behaviors, you promised each other help and assistance then for nothing in the world Ok should turn your back on your spous

She smiled fondly, nodding along to my words. "Then I'm happy for you." And I smiled back. "And I'm sure that in no time, you and Alaric will start your own family. You'll probably get married soon too, I'm so excited for you." She squealed, holding my hands. Marriage? The legally or recognized union of two people as partners in a personal relationship; I remember reading about it in the dictionary back when I first came on land because of the curse, but I never dwelled on it.

A blue butterfly caught her eye, but she returned her gaze to him. "No. Marriage is a sanctity that one must preserve. Separation is only possible if one departs from this world." "But isn't that too restricting? An eternity spent with just one person. What if you later realize that you don't like the person?" "Marriage is a choice. With no option for a divorce, one does not rush into it. It is a meticulously thought-out process. To answer your question, marriage is neither a compulsion nor an obligation. There is no societal pressure to which they feel compelled to conform. It is purely a choice.

If it were Lester, he probably would have cried from Damon’s serious look. Damon frowned at the thought of Lester. It might be best not to let the two children meet in the future. “Marriage is a special social relationship between people, a social form of male and female relations recognized or acknowledged by current social institutions or legal or customary social norms, aimed at living together permanently.” Suddenly, Leo began quoting the dictionary definition of marriage. “Hmm?” Damon was pulled back from his thoughts. Why was this three-year-old interpreting marriage? What was he trying to d

"Hmm." "Although I browsed it, and I saw that contracts are meant to expire. Is marriage contracts any different?" Leo blinked in thought. "Um, I think my and mommy's cases are different." Aria nodded. "OK, but what if it has an expiry date, does it mean you, and mom is not married?" Leo frowned, absorbed in thought at the statement. He has never thought about that. Never. He rubbed his hand on her back. "Stop thinking too much, princess. That's not something you should be thinking about."

I asked, presuming the worst. "No," he said, amusement audible in his voice. "We have… a different type of work to do." "Like what?" My mind restlessly processed through the issues I might have forgotten about. "Our wedding." He chuckled. "Oh…" Was it weird that I stopped thinking about the fact that we needed to actually get married to become husband and wife? Contractual married looked a whole lot simpler in romances and dramas. Two people went to the registry office, signed papers, got their stamps, and were married. Aren needed proof that our relationship was genuine, although I still wasn't sure how far he was willing to go to prove that. Luckily, we had no problems with our intimacy an

For him, marriage was simple,good friends always having each other's back with a lot of sex. He got married to be happy. He didn't think his wife could give him that. He was not here to fight her demons and make her fear free or any of that bullshit. The husband and wife are different individuals,connected through a few similarities and differences. They had to amplify the similarities and respect their differences. Not fight each other's battles and emotional damage. That,they had to work on individually. Vikram sighed, closing his eyes. He knew it wasn't as big of a deal as he was making it to be.

"Without a word. Without an explanation. Do you have any idea what that did to me? To us?" Her eyes didn't budge. "There was no 'us,' Kai. There never was." The words hit me like a perfectly placed slap, but I wasn't backing down. "You expect me to believe that? After everything we shared, everything we- "Don't romanticize it," she cut in, her razor-sharp voice slicing into my thoughts. "Our marriage was a contract. Nothing more." I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, and I straightened in my chair. "A contract?"

“You okay?” Amara considered that. “She thinks I’m a pawn.” “You’re not.” “She said the board is watching you. That this marriage is a bluff.” He didn’t reply right away. Instead, he walked to the window and stared out at the endless stretch of manicured lawn and glittering fences. “It is a bluff,” he said finally. “But it’s also real. Once you sign, we get married. Legally. Publicly. For one year.” Amara walked over to him. “Why did she say this wouldn’t be enough?”

Every little detail seems to have been meticulously thought out and orchestrated. "I really hope you enjoy your first night of marriage," June says sweetly. I look at her as I feel my cheeks heat up. "Wait, I had told you," he tells his mom. "We don't have to share a room..." "Of course you do," she replies laughing. "You are husband and wife, after all." "Well, yes," I hurry to say. "But I understand if you don't want to... Well... If you feel uncomfortable with that."