Marriage Of Another Life Novels & Stories

“Can I refuse?” “You can.” Relief floods through me. “Oh.” He continues anyway. “It won't stop anyone from kidnapping you.” My relief dies instantly. “What kind of life do you live?” “A complicated one.” So I'm about to marry a man who lives a complicated life. I actually need a jackpot. I keep reading. Clause eleven: The marriage remains confidential unless mutually agreed otherwise. Clause twelve: The wife shall not enter into romantic or intimate relationships outside the marriage during the contractual period.

After that day, I moved into Briarwood Manor by myself. The Cole residence wasn't far from the Brown residence. They weren't on the same street but were close enough that running into each other was always possible. Since I had chosen to give up the marriage agreement with Nathaniel in this life, I needed to cut things off completely and avoid unnecessary contact. On my first day back at Briarwood Manor, I started cleaning. I didn't expect to find the old marriage agreement tucked away in one of the cabinets.

“I think I was there too, in the past life you speak of. It was like a nightmare. I watched you marry Connor, and you weren’t happy. He abandoned you in a foreign country, left you to fend for yourself. “I tried to guide him, hoping that if he changed, you’d have a better life. But he was hopeless. He kept neglecting you. “In the end, I could only watch as you grew more and more worn down. After you died in that accident, I finally discovered he had already married someone else long before.” It was also Liam’s second life. No wonder he knew my every preference by heart. No wonder our first meeting had felt like a reunion after a long separation. Tears shimmered in my eyes, and I buried my fa

I want Mia for the rest of my life. I’ve officiated weddings. Sat through marriage counseling. Helped couples untangle their fights before they ended in divorce. I’ve done everything right—almost everything. But would my crime be Mia? I keep asking myself: do I want that with her? A marriage? A life? Or would I settle for just fucking her until she marries someone else—some man I’d probably smile at and shake hands with, maybe even officiate the ceremony while my heart bled quietly in my chest?

The kiss was rough, leaving a metallic taste of blood on my lips. He lowered his gaze. "Liz, you're the one I love. But when it comes to marriage, we need to take things slowly. At the very least, I have to wait until Lou gets married first. I need to know she's truly happy…" A soft, bitter laugh escaped me as my tears fell onto his fingers. "I can't wait." The first thing I had done after receiving the marriage certificate was share the news with my grandmother. It gave her a second wind—she had been holding on solely to see my wedding.

I come across a highly upvoted answer in a forum titled, "How Far Into a Relationship Do You Need to Be Before Getting Married?" The answer reads, "I have been in a seven-year relationship. I finally get to call my dream woman my wife." I look at the photos attached to the post, with screenshots of countless daily interactions and two marriage certificates. I am slightly surprised when I notice that the woman's name is identical to my girlfriend's. It's only when I look closely at the photos that I realize Thea Jordan has cheated on me. I open the comment section, and the first comment is from Calvin Dawson, my childhood friend. "Thanks for making me your best man, Hayden! Wishing you

Then I imagine going back. Reaching for his hand. Sitting beside him. Looking at him the way I used to. I can't. Whatever I felt for him belongs to a life I no longer have. I'm never going back to him. “No,” I finally say. “I'm not.” Adrian watches me for a few seconds, before giving me a small nod. “That's all I need to know.” “Now we focus on why we're in this marriage, not on what anyone else has to say.”

I said finally. Silence, thick and heavy, settled between us. "What do you mean," Adrian said slowly, "lived this before?" "I mean exactly that." My voice shook, but I forced myself to keep going, the truth spilling out faster now that the dam had finally cracked. "I married Kael. In another life, another version of this exact timeline. I said yes to his proposal, Adrian, I stood at an altar and let two hundred wolves cheer while he called me *mine* like I was property instead of a person, and I didn't understand what that word actually meant until it was far too late."

It is the ninth time I bring up marriage with Shane Yardley, my boyfriend, and he finally gives in. "You know I don't believe in marriage. Do you really need a marriage certificate just to have peace of mind? Haven't I treated you well enough over the years to prove my sincerity, Jasmine?" Shane is truly wonderful. He is gentle, caring, and wealthy. He has never once complained even though I can't bear him any children. Those around envy how lucky I am to have such a great partner. He seems ready to give me everything aside from a marriage certificate. Shane wraps his arms around me after noticing my silence and tries to sweet-talk me. "If it means that much to you, I'll go with you to re

My wife, Clara Ellis, had just died. By law, I inherited her entire data archive. Among the files, I discovered an AI version of her that she had created so her surviving family could remember her after she was gone. My daughter asked, "What's the happiest moment of your entire life?" The Clara on the screen laughed. "Why, marrying your father, of course." Her friends asked if she had ever had any regrets. "Clara" shook her head. Then another question appeared, one the real Clara had prepared for herself. "If you could restart your life at 22, would you still choose to marry Darren?" For a full minute, Clara AI said nothing. Finally, she shook her head. "No. I'd rush to the airport a