Married By Mistake Novels & Stories

It was a bank wire confirmation. Bridget pulled it out, her eyes scanning the small print. The transfer was dated four days before the wedding contract was ever signed. The sender was Sloane Madden. The recipient was the Boston Children’s Cardiac Care Unit. The amount was twenty-three thousand dollars—the exact figure Sloane had been moving from the family accounts the night before. Bridget stared at the dates. Sloane hadn't stolen that money to run away from Declan. She had paid the clinic before the contract was even finalized. She had paid it while Bridget was still the intended bride.

His eyes locked on mine. “What the hell is so funny?” I leaned against the pew, lips curling. “You, lecturing them about mistakes, in a Vegas chapel. That’s funny.” His brows shot up. “Excuse me?” “Marriage is always a mistake,” I said, the words dripping from my tongue like venom. “It’s just contracts wrapped in flowers. At least they’ll figure it out now instead of twenty years later.” The bride gasped and the groom sputtered. The priest looked scandalized. But the man, the stranger, his jaw tightened, and fire lit in his eyes.

When his parents died in a ghastly motor accident that claimed their lives, he had been living with his grandfather, who did everything to take care of him. He wanted the business to remain in the household, and this pushed him to get married. His assistant, Brian, had told him of a contract marriage service where you pay to have a wife for some time. He had gone ahead to sign a contract with a random woman from the service for a year. She was to get married to him with no attached strings and then get divorced amicably after a year. He was in front of the courthouse, but the random woman was now nowhere to be found. He was confused and pissed off at the time-wasting. He needed to take his n

I pushed all the thoughts away and spoke. "All of this is a big mistake; you should know I had to do this forcefully because of my mother and because of all the people around who would be a threat for my parents made me do this. You and I have no connection. I have not taken you as my wife and will never be able to take you as my wife. You will not be known as my wife ever. Once we are out of this place, you will never announce to the world that we are married as I don't even accept this marriage. Thank God, that this wedding was very private and had no media involved. So, there is nothing that's public and we won't make it public as well. People who were present here before will just g

She simply laughed it off. “Zack doesn’t have a girlfriend. He just wanted wedding photos. What’s wrong with giving him some? It’s not like I’m actually marrying him.” Now, today, they really were getting married, and I was completely disappointed in her. “I’m just handling an emergency for the ceremony. It’s not like it’s a real marriage,” Lucy spoke as if nothing mattered. “Right, Graham?” “You’re right.” I nodded, took off the groom’s boutonniere, handed it to her, and ignored the awkward looks around us. Then, I turned and walked straight out of the hotel. Even as I stepped outside, Lucy didn’t come after me.

She went back home dejected and broken with no one to console her or even advise her on what to do. After brooding over the issue for three days more, she finally came to the conclusion that she has to choose between her life and the baby. She has a bright future in front of her and she will not allow the presence of the baby to hinder her life. She acknowledged her mistake, let the fact that her mother has left her sink and concluded that life goes on.

I frowned "Tell me more about it" "My fiance left me three years ago and on the same day, I discovered that I was pregnant. I tried to get to him but it was impossible since he had blocked me on all social media platforms. I had to raise my baby girl alone but early this year she fainted and I took her to the hospital not knowing that my life would change forever. She has cancer of the blood and is currently at the last stage, fighting for her life" I explained

One mistake. One small mistake and her life had changed. Marie stared at the contract papers. That was it, it was done. She was officially a wife again, except to the wrong man, to the wrong brother. “Here,” she said, handing Bruce the papers back. He looked at her, his eyes widening slightly as their fingers brushed. This was all wrong, she knew he felt it too, but it was too late. “So…” Bruce cleared his throat. “It's official.”

"Don't you have any clue what I'm about to do right now?" Madeline smirked. "You... I dare you!" Karen was trying her best to suppress the anxiety coursing through her. She pointed at Madeline and barked. "Aren't you going to consider your status back then? You were one hell of a poor little girl, and you were very much blessed that Jeremy was willing to marry you! If it wasn’t for Meredith's mistake of entering the wrong room, you wouldn’t even have had the chance to marry into the Whitmans!

Was this old biddy actually serious? "L-look, there's been a huge misunderstanding," Ava sputtered, searching for a reasonable explanation to latch onto. "I'm nobody's wife. This was all just a crazy, drunken mistake!" The woman's withering look bordered on contempt. "I'm well aware of the circumstances behind your sham marriage. But I warn you, Mrs. Reynolds, flouting the terms could have severe consequences." "Consequences? What the hell are you talking about?" Ava's anxiety levels rocketed into the stratosphere. How had a dumb, impulsive decision in a cheesy Vegas chapel spiraled so horrifyingly out of control?