Married For 365 Days Novels & Stories

I did not realize when I read the entire message. --- Jackie, I know you don’t want to hear from me. I know you probably rolled your eyes the second you saw my name in your inbox. But please, just read this to the end. That’s all I’m asking. Tomorrow, our marriage contract ends. Just fourteen days, that’s all it was supposed to be. But somehow, somewhere along the way, you became the one thing I can’t imagine my life without. You became my home.

I can't believe it. This is a contract marriage? This means that he will let me go after 365 days. "Does that mean that we will get a divorce after 365 days?" I ask and he nods, narrowing his eyes. "If you obey the rules of the contract," he mutters, and a smile creeps into my face. He twitches up his lips and tilts his head to the side. "You haven't asked what the rules are," he mutters and I shrug lightly.

Chapter 68: 5 days after the wedding Day 24/365 VICKY Dear Diary … “ it’s been so long so i wrote , 5 days actually…The last time was on my wedding morning, it has been 5 days since i became Vicky Rogers and honestly, it has just been there except our wedding night! How do i even start ? Rue and i had sex on our wedding night, it was one of the best i have had but we are keeping it cool and casual, Well because we are ‘business partners’, We spent 5 days in the hotel , Rue said it was a mini vacation for me to rest before i face the real world…I had a whole suite to myself and so did Rue , After what had happened on our wedding night, i wasn’t sure i could share a room with him anymore . Any

"Is that what this is?" "What else would it be?" I turned in his arms. "I don't know. I guess I forgot we were newlyweds." "We've been married for exactly four days." "Feels longer." "Gee, thanks." "I don't mean it like that. I mean it feels like we've been married forever. In a good way." Thomas smiled and kissed me softly. "I know what you mean."

The marking had bound us in the ancient tradition of our kinds, but this ceremony would declare our union to the world in terms all could understand. "The shadows under your eyes tell me you didn't sleep well," Marguerite murmured, dabbing concealer with a light touch. "The bed feels wrong without him," I admitted. "His absence is... jarring." She hummed knowingly. "My husband and I have been married thirty years, and I still hate sleeping without him when he travels." The thought of thirty years with Theo made something warm bloom in my chest. Thirty years, three hundred, however long our intertwined lives would last, it didn't seem nearly enough.

For our wedding anniversary. Our wedding anniversary. The phrase felt foreign, a relic from a life I had already packed away. It was familiar, yet utterly strange. ‘It’s in four days,’ Cary reminded me, his gaze intense. Right. Technically, we hadn’t been married for three years yet. It had been two years, three hundred and sixty-one days. In four days, it would be three whole years. The precision of it felt absurd.

"That's the funny thing about your situation, Rosa... I'm not giving you a choice. It's either you marry him or find somewhere else to live." I had nowhere to go. No one to turn to. "The Weldons won't know which daughter was given because Isolde is your twin," Vincent explained. "This is a life-changing opportunity, Rosa. Take it. Prepare yourself, because in three days you'll be becoming Mrs. Cassian Weldon." In three days, my life changed. In three days, I was married at 19 years old. In three days, my nightmare began. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That was nine months ago.

This wasn't a standard marriage contract; it was a covenant of protection, written by a woman who knew the world was dangerous and a father—Braham’s father—who didn't trust the man his fellow wolf’s daughter had chosen. "Listen to this," I choked out, my voice thick with the salt of my tears. " 'In the event of the death of one partner, the surviving spouse shall enter a period of mourning for no less than three and a half years. During this time, they shall not enter into a new romantic union or contract of marriage.'” I looked at the bed we had just moved. "They were together within months… and got married in a year and a few months. He didn't even wait for the grass to grow on her grave."

It wasn't long before Wallace and I both received a message notifying us about the no-fault divorce application I had submitted a few days ago. The message made it clear that if I didn't rescind my decision within the next 30 days, I could officially end my marriage with Wallace. It was only then that Wallace finally believed that I had filed for a no-fault divorce and even received approval for it. He still couldn't fathom why I wanted a divorce, though. He simply believed that I was still devastated over the loss of our baby, prompting him to frequently bring Daniel over to the hospital to keep me company while he went to care for Beth next door.

she added and Aria had a confused expression. “This is ridiculous. Why will Aria be getting married?” Aiden asked and they were quiet. “But… but Dalvin’s words to me weren't like I am his wife or something. He told me he needs my help and I will spend 365 days with him.” Aria said and Alessa frowned but Bryan’s face lit up. “Just 365 days? Then that’s good,” he said and Alessa gave him a look. “No, it's not. For him to want to spend just a year with her means he wants to make her life hell. And if he needs her help then it means he wants her to… “