Marriage Romance Novels & Stories

Instead, we understood more deeply: Privacy security is important; The law is the most reliable protection; Trust and communication are more important than anything in marriage; Real life never needs inappropriate subtext or messy drama. Decency, steadiness, and peace are the greatest happiness. Occasionally, when I see the long-handled grabber by the bed, I remember that afternoon I was stuck under the bed. I originally only wanted to retrieve a small anniversary gift, but in the end, I unexpectedly found the most precious things in marriage: unreserved trust, the courage to face together, and plain stability. No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordi

Christian said, leaning back with a smirk that told me he thought he’d already solved my life. I looked at Eunice. She was swaying to the new rhythm, her dress riding up her thighs, eyes locked on mine with a hunger that was far too loud. I needed to kill this before it started. "Just so we’re clear," I said, leaning into her space. I didn't lower my voice. "The marriage is twelve months. Exactly." She didn't flinch. She just nodded, her tongue tracing her bottom lip. "And," I added, my voice turning to ice. "There will be no sex. None. Ever."

The first frame was her, sitting tall, her voice calm. “I married Kenzo Alfredo because I loved him. Not because of my father. Not for business. Not for power. Love.” Kenzo leaned forward, pulse rising. The video continued. “I made mistakes. I left. I disappeared. But I never stopped believing that what we had was real. And maybe I was wrong. Maybe I’m too late. But if you’ve ever truly loved someone… you fight.” Kenzo sat still. Long after the video ended, he hadn’t moved.

However, she had come to a decision - she had to marry him. As Elena packed her things, her best friend Lucia was helping her out. She was moving into the Romano Mansion, which was part of a crazy arrangement by Luca. Although Elena didn't agree with it, Luca had insisted that they needed to fool his father into thinking that they were madly in love and couldn't do without each other. The sound of the doorbell broke Elena's thoughts. Lucia went to answer it and soon returned to tell Elena that the driver Luca had sent was there to get her. Lucia couldn't believe that her best friend was marrying Luca, the country's most eligible bachelor.

"I'm not hungry." I can't believe I'm doing this. Mariana said as she stood up from the chair after Victoria had done her makeup. How could it be possible that within a less than an hour she would be married to Marcello? She loved reading romance novels and whenever the couples in them get married, having their happy-ever-after. She'd imagined how her wedding would be. She'd always imagined it would be filled with excitement and love. Empty dreams. How could this be happening? She stared at herself in the mirror. The dress was gorgeous; A-line jewel backless chapel train, the diamond necklace glittering wherever the sunlight hit it and her hair was in a bun.

She didn't smile this time her face unreadable "you are a very beautiful woman Bella, and you know that, most people believe that beautiful women could pull through anything, but you know that is very far from true" Bellissima nodded again. "I believe that every woman can pull through anything at all, if she puts her mind to it" "what is marriage like?" She suddenly asked "Marriage is nothing Without Love, that is why you must learn to love Dominico with all your heart" "and how do I do that" "you give in, give in completely, accept your fate, find a personality or feature that you love the most in your fiancee and hold on to it" She nodded, smiling at her elder sister "all I hope for you, i

Alice face palmed herself as she sat down next to Romano. “Married club? You two are married?” Ace asked in disbelief. “Oh shit.” Romano breathed as he scratched his neck. “About that…” He said as he gulped. “Well?” Ace said as he raised his eyebrow at his younger brother. “We’ve been married for a month. We eloped back in New York.” Alice said as she stood up straight and Romano planted a kiss on her cheek. “Well damn.” I chuckled. “Congratulations!” I said as I jumped over to her and tackled her with a hug, matching the intensity she did with me.

“That’s what matters. I know you’re carrying a lot—more than you should have to. The miscarriage, Klara, Alec, all of it. And I know I haven’t always handled it right. But when I married you, I promised to love and take care of you. Not just when it’s easy. Every day. Even when we’re fighting. Even when you’re scared. We deal with it together. Okay?” Tessa’s eyes glistened again, but this time not from panic. She nodded slowly. “Really?” she asked, voice small. “Last time I checked our marriage had nothing to do with your love for me.” Roman leaned back against the seat, looking at her steadily. “True,” he said. “At first. But now?” He reached for her hand again and brought it to his lips. “

“Watch your mouth.” “No. You watch yours. This whole fake marriage is falling apart and not fulfilling it's purpose. Good luck keeping her when she finds out it was all a lie. It was Just a contract you paid her mother to sign so you could look stable for the board. You married Valentina for optics. PR. A clean image. You never touched her. Never wanted her. It was a contract, Roman. A fucking business deal. And now you’re balls-deep in her kid? That’s not romance, Roman. That’s a fucking disaster.”

“Did you come up with something solid?” “We did…you are going to ask Beta Tara to marry you.” Grant’s eyes widened. “Excuse me?” “You heard me Grant. You’re going to marry her.” “I…what…Ronan I don’t want to marry her!” “And why not?” Ronan asked. “Because I don’t know her!” “Bowen and I didn’t know each other when we got married.” “Yeah, no offense, but your marriage isn’t exactly perfect!” Grant shot back. “My marriage is amazing. I have a beautiful and loving wife who is giving me a child. You on the other hand are miserable and single. Pining over my wife is no longer acceptable.”