Married Couples Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Eversince her marriage survived the state of being in shambles, she never looked back but made sure everything remain intact. She was enjoying every moment of her new life. Her husband was promoted to a senior position in the company he had been working in for a long time. They decided to move from the rural village to the subarban town after her husband was promoted. Seipati was really a Cinderella now. Her prince charming made sure she got the kind of life a modern woman would wish for. Her thoughts took her back to where she visited the traditional healer to fix her marriage. Ntate Mogoadi had finally met her husband. He ordered him to see him as well so that he could give him some few ti

“Divorces are not as simple and straightforward as they are in the movies. It takes time to break a marriage the right way. I think this should be easier since there are no children and both of them have been living apart for quite some time now. But there’s still the issue of assets.” Now that there was an explanation, Mara’s anger dropped and she shrugged. She didn’t know anything about the law or about divorces or anything like that. She was a naïve young woman who was madly in love with a legally married man who was once her CEO. The only thing she wanted was a chance to spend the rest of her life with this man and she would do anything to get that chance. “We’ll wait it out then,” she m

But an uneasiness always lingers in his heart because he thought that if Sophie ever came to know about the reason for their marriage, she would leave him but when she said that will never leave him, he felt like he got everything in this world. The lamentable has become their salvation. Their toxic marriage is not toxic anymore. It is now an eternal source of gratification.

He doesn't have bad habits or vices like staying out all night with his guy friends and partying. Taesha didn't have a clue when she said I do, what a relationship with Dexter would be like, and even now, she still doesn't know for sure even though they were married now. So often, it still feels like they're dating one another, not a married couple. And who doesn't love to date? Everything is going so incredible!

And marriage is only a contract between two individuals just to satisfy either the community custom or by obligation, by need for more fortune or to solve a more complex problem. His car parked in the field then he got out, still dressed as usual, elegantly beautiful and quite cute. Over three feet tall. Ilse walked to the door of his house. His gait was often the straightest it looked like he had learned to do it from a young age. Yes, wealth suits him well. He entered, left the large lower living room, went up the stairs to the bedrooms. The silence in the apartment was a little more suspicious to him. In front of his room he opened the door, went in to get rid of his jacket. For no reason

"If he pulls the blanket at night, buy two." "Guys, this is too pessimistic," I complained. "It's realistic, my dear. Marriage isn't just romance. It's also logistics." Rosa laughed, shaking her head. "Don't listen to them, Alice. Marriage is love, yes. But it's also choosing the same person every day, even when they snore, even when they forget your anniversary, even when they leave the wet towel on the bed." "Marco doesn't snore," I defended. "Yet," Teresa said with a mischievous smile.

"What? People like romance." She turned back toward us. "Two people from completely different backgrounds and class meet through work. They spend a year together. They fall in love. Their relationship grows privately, away from the public eye." She spread her hands. "Then they get married." Genesis's head lifted slightly and said. "And then they get divorced." The room went silent. Esme's smile faded for half a second. "Yes." I glanced at Genesis. She was staring at her hands back again. Esme quickly continued.

However it was mostly because she had been busy with her socialite parties and had not had the time to pick on me. "No not at all. There's just been something on my mind and I thought to share it with you," he said, grabbing the swivel chair on his work table to sit opposite me on the couch. He had never acted so comfortable around me. Tell me why my brain immediately interpreted that he was about to tell me something romantic and I even braced myself up thinking this was it. I mean this was how it went in all those romance movies I had watched right? "We've been married for a year already and,"

immediately defined our respective statuses. Jessica, standing beside him, not only offered no explanation but instead glared at me with a threatening look. I understood immediately. It was a look that told me to shut up. During the three years that we had been together, the only time the usually mild-mannered Jessica got truly angry was when she gave me that look. I instinctively fell silent. In the next moment, I laughed self-deprecatingly. My fiancee, my venue, my wedding time—my wife was marrying someone else without a word of explanation. Why should I keep quiet?

Sincerely, I was tempted to dress similar to her now that it seems like my husband prefers that sort of dressing but the reminder that ours was a marriage of convenience screamed through my mind. I had questions now for myself and for Xander which I knew I would never ask a soul. I needed to know if there was any possibility that we could readjust our agreement to become more favorable. I had no idea why I was beginning to think this way but I was certain of one thing which was that a marriage of convenience was slowly beginning to eat me up. I mean, for how long was I going to have to pretend to be okay with no form of intimacy. I might be an Omega but I sure as hell have my family's name t