Married At 19 Novels & Stories

"The pregnancy was unplanned. But the wedding, well, despite whatever happened between Augustine and me, which is a lot, I never regret even once marrying the love of my life. We were together for 4 years before we got married, I love him. Like love him so much I'm willing to marry him at 18. So if I can do it all over again, I would still marry him. I would still marry him at 18. But maybe, we'd have kids after I finish my study or when I start working. Don't get me wrong, I loveeee my kids but like you said, if I can do it all over again, maybe the kids should come later." The sparkle in her eyes every time she mentions her husband, it's obvious she loves him too much. Hence the marriage a

she asked in between sobs, her voice barely audible. At the tender age of 19, she found herself married to a stranger. The whole affair seemed rather surreal to her - the wedding ceremony was nothing more than a mere formality, and she had never even exchanged a single word with her supposed "husband". The worst part, however, was that the marriage had already been consummated on paper; her signature was the only thing left to make it official. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of life lay ahead of her.

“Great, you two make a beautiful couple.” “Thank you,” I reply as I scan the tiny office with two chairs. Down at the other end are two white doors on the other side of the room, which I assume is where the hitching happens. And that’s when it sinks in; I’m getting married. My stomach is in knots. Was it like this the first time? No, I was nineteen when I married my first husband. We were young and had little, but I was so in love I couldn’t wait to marry him. I glance at Charles. Do I feel the same way about him?

“Oh honey, your dad told you already...” “So it’s true?” “Yes darling. Aren’t you happy about it?” I scoffed. “Happy, I should be happy I’m getting married at 18. Really mom?” “I got married to your dad at 16. It’s no big deal” “Wait, really?” My eyes widened. She nodded her head positively. “But I’m not ready And I would be getting married to someone I don’t even know.” “Oh it’s definitely someone you know. It’s Wyatt Hayden” she announced.

We separated because we realized that each one was on their own; from the beginning it was only a relationship of convenience on the part of both. "Convenience?" Alicia thought, but she did not want to be indiscreet. — Ah... — And how long did you last with your husband? I mean, with your ex-husband? — 10 years. Alicia answered and smiled, but with a hint of nostalgia. — Phew! Many years, miss, that is to say, he got married very young. — I was 19 years old when I married him; I was the woman, or rather, the most in love girl in the world.

Her ѕtоrу was a ѕhосk, аnd Sawyer hаd a hаrd time kееріng uр. “I gоt married whеn I wаѕ 17 years old,” she ѕаіd, “Kуlе was a soldier аnd I was so terribly іn lоvе with hіm…I thought thе ѕun rоѕе аnd ѕеt just tо shine оnе him.”

I asked, shocked that this young girl who looked no older than 23 was married to a man in his 80's. "Yep, that's the one," she answered with a tight lipped smile, "we've been married for 5 years." "Wait ...how old are you?" I asked her, knowing I was beginning to pry but I was really curious. "20 years old." I choked and covered my mouth, "what? Oh, my God, how did you two meet?" I asked her. 20 and married for 5 years ...that means she got married when she was fifteen years old. What the actual fuck?

Taking a huge breath in and sipping my ice tea, I smiled at a few familiar faces before walking over to Bellamy's wife, who looked just as bored as I was. She was a young gorgeous woman if I read her bio correctly, she was the same age as I was and was the lucky princess who got married to Bellamy at a young age which was nineteen, literally a year after she met him. There isn't much I know about her but there is a lot I know about their perfect marriage, well the tabloids say that it is. "Hi, Mrs Barreau," I smiled, pushing my hand forward and she cleared her throat standing straighter and swatting my hand away before pulling me into a hug.

[ Madeline Parker ] “I can’t believe, my little angel is getting married today. It still feels like yesterday when we first held her in our arms.” I heard my Mom’s emotional words. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I was dressed in my wedding gown with a diamond tiara and pearl embedded veil. I, myself can’t believe, at the age of eighteen I am getting married to the boy who stole my heart when I first saw him in the 9th grade, it’s like a fairy tale. I fell for my best friend and our parents fixed our marriage because they think we’re perfect for each other.

She’s wearing a sweater, making it hard to see if she’s showing yet. “This was quite the surprise, wasn’t it?” Michelle laughs. “You could say that again.” “Stacey’s brother wasn’t planned, but things have a way of working out. I was young then, only nineteen, but two years later Stacey’s father and I got married, and here we are, years later!”