Marriage Of Heaven And Hell Novels & Stories

I never would have guessed that I'd be here, alongside the rulers of Hell,' I thought, amused. I tilted my head as the scenery sunk in. It was astounding how different Heaven and Hell were. Heaven was filled with lush green lands and beautiful trees, a few clear lakes and even a sandy beach. Hell was mostly a barren desert landscape, tinted red from the hellish red sun. There were hardly any trees, and what trees there were had barely any leaves. Off in the distance, by the bare tree line was a reddish lake with strange flowered plants along its waterline. Not only were the landscapes vastly different, but the way things were governed were contrasting as well. Heaven was governed by one figu

It would have been great if he had attained the amount he needs faster. 'I made the pact with her so that I can get the amount I needed to start my own business but who would have thought that selfish Elle, will lock me down with the same pact.' After their marriage for one month, he was a house husband; who did all the housework for her and stayed cooped in her house. But then as he couldn't handle that he asked her for an alternative and this is what he gets in return. A job that anyone can do as long as they have a pen to sign. The thing he does all day was to sign hundreds of documents till the clock hits 5 pm, 'this ain't much different from how I was back at her house and my house'

Well-established, handsome, and wealthy is the outline of that man. "Remember, I won't let you go. Keep suffering," Melvin said as he threw Danas on the floor. "Marrying me is not the end of your suffering but the beginning of your suffering. It's worth it for what you've done." "What am I doing? Why do you hate me that much?" "Don't pretend not to know," snapped Melvin. "I really don't know what you're talking about. What wrong have I done, that you want my life to be so miserable, huh! You made my father's company go bankrupt, and you forced me to marry you, why don't you just kill me."

I’M PRETTY sure that Keandrick would find a way of getting out of the mess that I brought. I think I am bad luck here because ever since I entered the picture, I brought a mess to him. Yeah, what luck. After the confirmation of that fucking real marriage certificate by Darwin, my mind was like wandering in another universe, still processing these unending weird happenings around me. While Keandrick on the other side, immediately called someone on the phone I assumed that he was going to file an annulment of this so-called marriage thing I’ll be thanking him for that but that will be after if we get successfully annulled.

Jill asked. “Continue as planned. Blake Prime will break through and become stronger, Susan will create the formation to Hell, and we will enter into a deal with Lucifer to handle the Heavenly Angels if it comes to that; in the meantime, life as usual. I will leave and attend my wedding with Xuanlu and the two princesses and seal the spirit mines to stop them from exploding out of control. Blake said. “All in the life of Blake Elon. What of the campaign on polygamy and same-sex marriages?” Jill questioned.

He ran his fingers through his hair as he rolled his eyes. "Marriage? Really?" he whispered. "I did not think that the devil would get married in the land of the living. That's insane." As if something had clicked into her head, Lyra gasped. She ran to get to Derrick's desk and stood right beside his seat. "Dame has a point," she told him. "How are we going to get married when you are literally the devil? Will you get married at a church? Is that possible?" "That's a little disrespectful to the guy up there," Dame commented from the couch. He even looked up to point at the ceiling, making Lyra follow with her eyes.

I stumbled out of the hospital in a daze. The doctor had been smiling just moments ago, congratulating me on how healthy the baby was. Then, she casually asked, "When are you planning to register your marriage with the father?" I froze. I told her we had been married for five years. The doctor frowned and checked the system again. Finally, she turned the screen toward me. [Marriage Registration: None.] Five years ago, Enrico Salvatore slipped a ring onto my finger himself and told me all the paperwork had been taken care of. He said his position in the mafia made it inconvenient to go public.

He adjusted his glasses before placing identical official copies of the contract in front of us. “Mr. Hayes. Miss Lancaster. Before any signatures are made, we are legally required to explain the terms of this agreement.” He opened the file with him. “The marriage shall remain legally valid for a minimum period of two years.” Lucas scoffed. But the lawyer ignored him. “Both parties will reside in the Hayes penthouse throughout the duration of the agreement.” “Both parties will reside in the same master bedroom suite to maintain the appearance of a genuine marriage.” The lawyer continued. “Public appearances together are mandatory. Family events, corporate dinners, charity galas, and any occa

My body was made to slide into him like that, make him jerk, and moan… Because I’m completely fucked in the head, that’s why. I am wired completely wrong, and marrying Alessia… Hell, maybe that will through some miracle fix me. I’ll be making the offer anyway, whether I want this or not, and she’ll accept if her old man gives her the nod. The wedding itself will be a whole, big ceremony. We’ll get a place of our own and a nice, double wide marriage bed to do the expected thing… Then she’s going to feel up that limp hanging, bone-dry fish incapable of rising to the occasion. She’ll freak and call me out for what I am, and I am going to wind up in the river. My most charitably put up alcoholic

They weren’t illusions. And yet here I was, trapped in the role of an outsider, watching him bind himself to another woman. The priest began to speak, his voice resonant, commanding. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Zane Blackwood and Sera Voss in holy matrimony. Marriage is a sacred covenant, a bond not to be entered into lightly, but reverently, in the fear of God and in the joy of love. Today, these two stand before us to pledge their lives to each other…”