Married At First Sight Second Chances Novels & Stories

“Our first marriage was supposed to last one year.” “I remember.” “I never thought we'd make it this far.” “Neither did I.” She smiled. “Now we're planning another wedding.” “A real one.” Maya laughed. “Our first one was real.” Damon looked at her. “Not the way this one will be.” She understood. Their first marriage had been built around an arrangement. Their second would be built around choice. She reached for his hand. “I want to make one promise.” Damon looked at her. “What?”

I knew couldn’t make the same mistake again because the Moon Goddess didn’t grant second chances lightly. When I found Cassie at Magnolia Hotel, I hadn’t realized she was my second chance mate until Ice practically screamed it in my head. Everything clicked into place then, and I knew I had to bring her back, no matter the cost. Her stubborness, her coldness, didn’t matter. She was mine, and I wasn’t going to lose her again. Not to Jake. Not to anyone. Cassie finally looked up at me again, her voice breaking the silence.

“I told myself that was the whole story, that whatever came after would simply be two years of careful management until I could return to my own life. I didn’t know then that you were about to become my own life the truest, best part of it. You taught me that vulnerability isn’t the same as vulnerability to betrayal, and I’ve never trusted anyone the way I trust you now. Whatever this year taught either of us, I choose you too, Julian. Today, and every ordinaryday after this one.” When Richard finally, tearfully, pronounced them married for the second time, the kiss that followed carried none of the careful restraint from their first ceremony unguarded, certain, two people fully choosing eac

"Brody, it doesn't matter anymore. I've reached a point where I don't want this anymore. I gave you a chance, and you wasted it." Brody's jaw tightened. His lips parted several times as if struggling to find the right words. Finally, he simply said, "I'm sorry..." He took my hand gently. I didn't pull away. "Jane, I have a confession. The first time I saw you was at your school in London. The second time was on the Las Vegas Strip—you were talking with my cousin Bronn. I saw you cry then, and he told me about you. After that, I asked for your hand in marriage..."

Her eyes from time to time shift on the door. " Emma! I am your husband! Do you know what that means?" He asked, swallowing his pain. " I was married to you. Now I don't remember you. This is a very good reason, right? Let me go already. Okay? Please. Pretty please!" She shows her puppy eyes while jumping in small movements. " It's not happening." He sighs deeply and holds her hand. " Once you said that you shouldn't do something out of impulsive emotions. You may regret it later. I understand that you just had love at first sight. But shouldn't you know about your real life?"

Not in front of him. Not when he's already made it clear that my feelings are an inconvenience, a complication he didn't sign up for. “You came into my life under false pretenses and now you're angry that I can't just…what? Leave my wife? Destroy my marriage for a girl I barely know?” his words rang in my head. "Camille, I'm married. I have a wife who I've been with for years, who trusts me, who…" I closed my eyes to numb out the words.

Henry's voice gradually became calm and slow, he said. “Love at first sight is not about falling in love with someone at first sight. It is about the moment you first meet that person, destined to be unforgettable for the rest of your life. I cannot forget Mia in this life, unless I die. I missed her once, I don't want to miss her again and regret it for the rest of my life.”

“I can’t go back to him, James. The last time I heard of him, he was to be married to another woman and that was two days after we separated. No matter what happens, it’ll always be you over him,” A woosh of air slipped out of James’ lips, and Amelia felt the moment he relaxed into the sofa, his hand grabbing hers tightly. He stared intently into her eyes. “I want you to be happy, Amelia,” “I’m happier when I’m with you.” Unable to hold back his emotions, he rested his head against hers and they remained in that position, just breathing in each other. He badly wanted to kiss her, but after how it turned out the first time and considering all the stress she was currently going through, he did

She wonders if it’s because he’s different from the other billionaires she’s met. Melina recalls their first visit to Sicily vividly. It was her first time traveling with Thomas. She met his family, and it was also the first time she told him she loved him and meant it. She said it back the same day he told her even though she hadn’t felt that way yet. Melina did it to speed things between them. She recalls her pulse racing as realization hit her that she truly loves him deep in her heart as she said it that day. Melina would never have believed it if someone had told her that her love for him would lead her here. “Melina,” Thomas says, snapping her out of her reverie. He walks into the livi

I knew this would happen" she said looking like she was going to cry. I did the one thing I thought was logical. I stood up walked over to her side of the booth and pulled her into a hug. "Never, would I ever reject you. Do you hear me?" She nodded. "You are perfect, just the way you are. Wolf or not, or dormant wolf, I don't care okay? I waited to find my mate, I only ever wanted to find her, and now that I did, I'm not letting you go okay? We will figure everything out." She nodded again and looked up at me with a smile on her face. I looked at her and at her lips. I saw she looked at mine when I looked back into her eyes and leaned in. Our lips touched and I swear it felt like fireworks.