Married At First Sight Second Chances Novels & Stories

Whenever they were asked, Rafael would say it was love at first sight. It was for him, but his wife didn’t quite agree that it was so on her part. For Amaliah, it was an intense attraction at first sight, but it wasn’t love, she was sure about it.

“Your mate rejected you a year ago. So how did he become your mate?” Charlotte lifted her chin defiantly. “Because he is my second chance mate.” I shook my head slowly. I knew it, Charlotte was lying. She might have been manipulated into agreeing to this wedding. “Second chance mates are one in a million, Charlotte. Do you really think—” “I am that one in a million,” she cut me off sharply. Her eyes were steady, unwavering. Tensio filled the air suddenly. Zac might have felt that certain heaviness too.

The months of recovery had been good for both of them, allowing them to rebuild their relationship on foundations of truth rather than the secrets that had almost destroyed them. "The first time I married Alexander, I was marrying the man I thought he was. Today I'm marrying the man I know he is - flaws and mistakes and all." Camille's voice carried a certainty that hadn't been there during her first wedding. "I'm marrying someone who has hurt me and disappointed me, but who has also fought for us when it mattered most." Victoria smiled, remembering her own second chance at love after her husband's death. "That's what real love looks like. Not the fairy tale version where everything is perfe

“Hmm… well, as long as you promise not to leave the toilet seat up again, then… yes. I will marry you again.” The room roared with laughter, followed by clapping. My heart swelled as I slipped the ring on her finger once more. This time, the moment felt even sweeter because we had fought to keep this love alive. In that moment, I promised to treat her right and take her as my only love. I would make it up to her for everything I had done to her in the past. This was like a second chance, and I promised to use it well. I leaned forward and kissed her, and the room filled with cheers. There was nothing better than this moment. I wished it wouldn’t end.

I walked into the bar and headed straight for the room that was furthest in the back. I pushed the door open and saw Ryan, who was in his wheelchair. He had his back to me as he asked, "Why didn't you choose Seth?" I did not even pause to think and just bent down to kiss him on the lips. "Don't you want to marry me?" His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and after a moment, he said in a low voice, "I do."

“And then you made me want to try. You made me believe in second chances—real ones. You stuck around when it got messy, even when it felt like I was putting you second after a ghost, still you stayed. You chose me. I don’t know what forever looks like. But I want to find out with you. Even if it’s messy. Even if we’re still figuring it out.” Tati sniffs loudly behind us. Dell mutters something about allergies. The judge doesn’t rush us. She waits. Then she says the words. “By the power vested in me…” And just like that, we’re married. We walk out into the sunlight like different people. Not changed, exactly—but anchored. I feel taller. Softer. Like the world’s edges have been sanded smooth.

I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as Julian's eyes seemed to bore into mine. Julian's gaze never wavered, his eyes piercing. He hummed, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down my spine. “Nice to meet you, Yna.” A smirk spread across his face, his lips curling up in a way that made my heart skip a beat. “Give me your phone number so that I can call you later in terms of your mom's operation, and of course, to sketch out a smooth plan for our act. I can't just introduce you to my family carelessly, can I?” He raised an eyebrow, his expression teasing.

My hands by my side as I clenched my fists. “Jules Rivera, from the first time I met you, I knew that you were the one that I wanted to spend my life with. But, here’s the thing. I messed up the first time. But then, I had this second chance, and I also know that I can’t let this chance pass me by. I might be rude to everybody that’s acted like an ass to you, because I want everybody to see how important you are to me. And I’d be damned if I let them treat you badly. Baby, will you marry me?”

Seville looked straight into my eyes, his expression solemn and sincere as he asked, “Will you marry me?” I blinked, then broke into a bright smile and held out my hand. “Of course.” As he slid the ring onto my finger, I felt the faint tremble in his hand. I reached out and held his fingers before rising on my toes and kissing the corner of his lips, triggering something deep within my soul. The Alpha of the Silverwind pack turned red in the ears.