Married To A Stranger Novels & Stories

And yet… here he was, haunting her sleep and now her days. She slammed her phone down and marched toward the shower. The hot spray hit her body in steady streams, rolling down her skin. She closed her eyes, letting the heat seep into her bones, but her mind refused to be soothed. Instead, thoughts spiraled her empty bank account, the looming marriage her parents had arranged with a stranger named Liam, a man she’d never met, didn’t want to meet. The years of loneliness, of summers and winters spent alone while her parents chased careers and wealth.

“Unless it’s a miracle lottery win, I don’t think anything can fix this.” Emma leaned forward, voice dropping. “There’s this new government program called the One-Year Marriage Incentive Scheme. Couples who sign a legal one-year marriage contract and live together get a huge one-time payment — enough to cover major medical bills and clear heavy debts. After twelve months, you can walk away free.” Abby froze. “Marry a stranger for money?”

CAMELLIA I never imagined my marriage would fall apart like this. I never thought my entire life would come crashing down. Everything I had spent years building has been destroyed, and it all started because of that bitch, Eudora. The more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that none of this was a coincidence. Desmond had never questioned anything before. He had never looked at me with suspicion or doubted the stories he had been told. Everything changed after his trip to China and New Zealand…after he met Eudora.

I ask the stranger, itching to put distance between myself and this person putting very insane thoughts in my head. Then the stranger says the maddest thing I’d ever heard, the third person to bring it up in just a few hours, but unlike them, he doesn’t suggest, he asks. “So, would you marry me?”

“Would you have believed me if I told you I married a stranger yesterday?” She couldn’t argue with that. By afternoon, Olivia found herself on the terrace overlooking the city, her thoughts tangled in chaos. Sebastian joined her quietly, holding two mugs of coffee. “Still thinking about it?” he asked. She nodded. “I don’t know what’s worse, the fact that I married a stranger or that I’m considering staying married to him.” He smiled faintly. “Both are pretty extreme.” “You’re not helping.” “I’m not trying to,” he said. “I’m just being honest.”

We have to leave one day in different directions and I already broke the promise of staying away from Helena but now I have to be strong for my sake. I came to New York with a dream and I will pursue that with no distractions. “Here’s your espresso and muffin.” It was that girl Fiona again. “Thank you.” “May I just say that your baby is the cutest I have ever seen.” I nodded and pulled the shade of the stroller covering her face. “You are so lucky to have a baby and you are also married. I bet it is much better than dating?” Why is she striking a conversation with a stranger? “Sure much better. No longer have to wait for them to call you first.” I said with a mild laugh. She laughed as well

I used to be jealous of women whose husbands cheated, at least they were being touched. Mine barely looked at me anymore. Then one night he walked into our penthouse with his mistress beside him and calmly informed me she was pregnant. I wish I could say I handled it with dignity….I didn’t. Instead, I got drunk, disappeared upstairs at a masquerade gala and let a complete stranger drag sounds out of me that even I didn’t know I could make. I never saw his face, but now….he’s everywhere around me, looking at me like that night belongs to him too. And the more my husband tries to pull me back, the more dangerous the stranger becomes.

I stared at him, No regrets I’m making this up as I go along, I mean is there anything wrong having one night with a total stranger? He looked into my eyes, “You know what? He asked. I was so curious to know what was going through his head so I shook my head. “What?” “Well, not to worry, it’s something I’d love to say over and over again, that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I might be in love with you already. I think we should go for it.” My heart raced, and all of this was a bit interesting and confusing at the same time.

“Stranger?” a reporter asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. The room buzzed with anticipation. Kiara could hear everyone gasping and wondering as they looked at her unblinkingly for the truth. “Yes, a stranger. He doesn’t even know who was his wife while he was forced at gunpoint to marry the girl!” Another revelation escaped out of her moths, causing the entire room to buzz with coherent whispers. “He has just taken a little help from a stranger and that proved to be his biggest mistake. That one help led him to a forced wedding the next morning.” She said, remembering the night as her eyes turned dim. It was all that fateful night’s help that twisted their lives forever.

At first, he introduced himself as her boyfriend to her neighbour, next he managed a place in her bed! Slowly, he captured her heart, making her fall for his playful nature. And the day, they got married, the handsome Stranger disappeared from her life. Broken and enraged, when Maeve started cursing men, one sudden morning, someone knocked on her door. Maeve gasped looking at the gorgeous stranger who resembled her lover a lot. The man with a smirk, leaned toward her surprised face, Whispering, "Won't you greet your husband, Mrs Devonte?"