Novel & Cerita Marry Me Juliet

I wanted to say, you are doing a good job, holding the laughter back. "I've done a little research about you, Isabelle Kimberly Greene." He said deadpanned. I blinked. "What?" "Your mum." He paused and then continued, "Your sister. Your friend. Every single person you are connected to." My stomach churned and I began to feel agitated and jittery. My breaths were a go-between shallow and deep as my chest heaved them out. Stalker! My subconscious yelled from nowhere. "Marry me or it'll be all over, " he started and my stomach fell to the floor. "Marry me or you lose your job, and I will make sure you never ever find a job, on planet earth again."

I can't imagine meeting him in school, and I couldn't imagine how every girl in the school was going to react. Gio and Bianca excuse themselves to go home, and I promise Bianca to visit her soon to discuss about the baby's name and help her to do the baby shopping. I remember how it was when Gio and Bianca got married. Their faces were everywhere on magazines and tabloids. Their wedding was like a wedding dream. It was beautiful and full of love. I wish I could marry someone that I love one day. The man that can protect me, and understand me. **

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Julian didn’t hesitate. “I want you to marry me.” The room went silent, save for the faint hum of the fluorescent lights. Selena blinked, convinced she had misheard him. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” Julian let out, his tone calm and deliberate. “Marry me, and I’ll make all of this disappear. One call from me, and you’ll walk out of here with your reputation intact. No charges. No scandals.” Selena’s heart pounded as she stared at him. The audacity of this man! “Why on earth would you ask me to marry you? You don’t even know me!”

"The feeling of being the only person who can ever be this way with you is overwhelming. It's driving me insane. It drives me crazy." Juliet clasps his head, raises it, and presses his lips against hers. "Don't keep moving," she says quietly. "I never intend to do so. I'd like to spend the night inside you. If possible, the whole day tomorrow. I can never get tired of being inside of you. The warmth and sweetness shoot straight into my heart. It fills me up." Tears spurt down her cheeks. "Marry me, Lucien," she whispers. "Marry me right here and now. I want to have your baby. I want to fully belong to you."

“When I was young, I think fifteen or so. His father brought a proposal to mine for us to get married when I turn eighteen. Before that, he had approached me a few times and I got upset, I used bad words. I called him an elementary idiot with a cow brain.” Colton frowned a little before glancing at her again. It seemed that Juliet knew how to fight back quite well. “Gosh, I never guessed you’d be someone with a sharp tongue.” Juliet smiled in embarrassment, not knowing if it was a reprimand or punishment. “I was still young and nothing I said would send the message. He would stalk and pester me any chance he got. So, after that insult, I never saw him again until his father brought the propo

"And I think that moment is now." I didn't understand. "What are you talking about?" "I have an offer for you," he said, his voice low and steady. My heart started beating faster. "What kind of offer?" Julian reached into his jacket and pulled out a folded piece of paper. He unfolded it slowly, deliberately, and held it up. It was a marriage contract. "Marry me," he said. I stared at him. Then at the paper, then back at him. "You're insane," I breathed.

She trailed off, gathering her courage. Julian tilted his head, studying her intently. “Alexis, just say it.” She took a deep breath, stepping closer to him, her voice low and serious. “Marry me.” Julian blinked, utterly caught off guard. “What?” “I’m serious,” she said, her expression a mix of desperation and determination. “My engagement to Ryan was supposed to be this huge deal. The invitations have already gone out, the city’s buzzing about it, and my family…”

“Six months? What are you? That’s how long you were…” “We were together for years. But we were young and believed we were too young to marry. But we married and in the next breath, the Studio hired us both for the show. Then everything fell apart then. Don’t ask. There were many reasons, and they weren’t all Jake’s fault.” “Do you want to marry him?” Ben asked. That was the literal money question.

the man insisted. "Well, what makes you think I can't get a woman's hand in marriage?" "I know you're not capable of proposing to anyone. The word commitment is too big for you" he replied, with a withering look. "You will see that you are wrong, sir." "Show me" insisted the older. Stefano extended his hand to the man, giving it a strong squeeze. With this, the pact was sealed. He had exactly seven days to get a woman to agree to marry him.

Ahmed asked. “We’re fine,” Amelia replied briefly, busy unwrapping the cutlery for her father. “And your marriage? Is everything going well? Does your husband treat you right?” Amelia paused, looking up and smiling at her father. “Everything is fine. Ethan treats me very well.” “Are you sure?” Ahmed asked, his gaze steady as he tried to read her expression. Ahmed had initially disapproved of Amelia’s decision to marry a man who already had a wife. He had been concerned about the challenges his daughter might face. However, after many reassurances, Ahmed had reluctantly given his blessing.