Married To A Stranger Novels & Stories

'' She says looking defeated. ''There must be something... Just do something. Aliya won't answer my calls and I know Aliya won't come back home. I can feel it in my guts and that only means I have to...'' I trail off. I don't even want to think about getting married to a stranger. I have always dreamed of getting married to the love of my life and not a stranger. ''Zara...'' ''I don't even love him ma, I don't know his name not to talk of what he likes and what he doesn't. What if we don't get along? What if... I can't get married to someone I am not in love with ma.'' I cry squeezing her hands.

"She thought she was helping. Thought she was forcing me to build a real life instead of hiding behind my work. But all she did was turn marriage into another business transaction I have to navigate." The woman was quiet for a moment. Then she said, "I'd rather marry a complete stranger than go through with marrying someone who betrayed me." Something about the way she said it made me look at her. At the determination underneath the pain. At the strength underneath the vulnerability. "I'd rather marry a complete stranger than play by my family's rules," I said. Our eyes met. Something passed between us. "At least a stranger couldn't hurt you," she said quietly. "Not the way someone you love

I stand still for a while, thinking over everything that has happened in a flash, as though it's been a year out here. Like a dream, I am married. Not to a man I love. Not to a man I know. Not to a man I have hopes of having a future with. Not with a man I have the slightest hope of loving either. A total stranger who won't believe a single word I say. A devil who calls himself human. A man who hates me with everything in him A surge of energy rushes down my spine as I grab the door handle to enter. The makeup artist is already in my room and also Diane and Elena.

Christopher asked ,he really need to know whether his problem of finding a wife in a month has been solved or not . Olivia shrieked with fear as the thought of this stranger being a stalker hit her .why is he asking me to marry him when I don't even know him ? She decided to continue the conversation while she plans an escape . " Who are you ?" She managed to ask while holding onto the car's door if he tried anything funny with her . " I thought I told you the other day .... I'm Christopher Andrews ,I know I sound frightening and strange ,but you have nothing to worry about ,i can't get into details ... I need to get married in few weeks or ...." . His voiced trailed off seeing how scared Ol

Elise Just like every other day I busied myself in the office working on a new project I was discussing with the my client Nora. Nora is a beautiful woman and we clicked in almost immediately in our first meeting. I thought she would be like my previous client Skylar but then she's far more better than her. She's okay with me choosing the designs for her and everything. She's getting married in two months but then she wants everything to be moving in place. Everything to be moving slowly one at a time. That's why she decided to start working on her wedding dress and I'm so happy for her.

I trusted you more than all the people I grew up with. What a strange thing for me to do, right? Well, I'm a strange person anyway. doing something to add up on that growing list of all the weird things I did in life wouldn't hurt. Anyways, I also want to say that I miss you. The last thing I heard from you was the plan we were supposed to do yet you never came. Please respond... I miss you... Sincerely, Your Stranger

She snivelled and wiped her tears, landing her dejected eyes on the floor. "Next week is your marriage." Hearing him, Abby gave an aghast pervaded eye. "Prepare for this instead of roaming like yesterday!" He directed her and walked off, dodging her anxious, boiling voice, "I didn't even meet him. How can you expect me to marry a stranger?" She raged, dictating, "You aren't okay with me getting raped by strangers, but getting married by strangers is okay for you?" He slammed the door after leaving.

Isabella cut in, adjusting herself on the chair and staring directly into his piercing eyes. "Option two is a straight up deflowering. You won't get the date or the fairytale. The guy doesn't give you any time of his life. You will stay in a room and wait to see who has purchased your precious cherry. No niceness, no pleasantries, just a night of f**k, A business contract, signed, dealed and finished with a d**k." She gulps on hearing that. She has never heard of things like that before and here she was, giving it a try and losing her precious virginity.

these words sounds familiar to me, including his presence and scent, 'strike it out Melanie it's impossible' "Umm I'm Melanie the lady who is meant to be your wife" "Get out!!" " Are you really that cool, driving me out with out hearing me out, your workers must be suffering " I said almost commanding. " Go straight!" " Well I'm here to strike out our difference, I'm not willing to marry you and I don't think you're so let have a contract marriage " " Why?" " Cause I'm not interested in living with a stranger, and perhaps I've a mission I've to accomplish within one year, so let's have a one year contract marriage "

I said, “I don’t think we should be doing this. I’m a married woman.” He replied, “I know you’re married. That’s what makes this exciting for you. A man, a stranger wants you and you have a chance to be with him without anyone knowing. We’ll never see each other again, but I’d like to have a wonderful afternoon and I know it’s something you will always cherish.” I said, “How do you know I’ll cherish it?”