Marry Me Lyrics Novels & Stories

Vivia stumbled over her words, searching for the right ones. "Miss Wells, I understand what you mean. You don't need to worry; I won't be offended," Tera replied. "And you're right, as long as you can marry the man you love, it doesn't matter where you live." "Exactly, I have such a dream. Marrying the man I want. I don't care how much money he has, I don't care how big his house is, as long as we love each other, I'll be with him forever."

my voice came out almost in a whisper. “Hmmm….” He hummed and caressed my nose with his. “I want you, I want this, I want this marriage,” I poured out my emotions and he stopped rubbing his nose against mine and kept a little distance between us. I opened my eyes and found him staring at me, his eyes shining brightly in the night, and the light of the street falling on his face. He stared at me for a while and I stared back at him. His eyes pulled at me, pushed me and took me whole. Devouring me, taking my heart and making sure all I knew was him. The night stood still in that moment and caressed us with the melody of love, so much love, I wanted more.

Because the words that left his lips next were more euphoric than anything. " Marry me again angel. " ******************************** ******************************

Everyone expected Evelyn Sinclair to become the future mistress of the Hawthorne family. After all, she had spent years loving the man she was destined to marry. But on the day of their wedding, her fiancé publicly calls off the ceremony, accuses her of being cold and heartless, and chooses her adopted sister instead. Humiliated before the country’s elite, Evelyn refuses to beg for a man who never truly chose her. Instead, she walks toward the only person no one expected to stand beside her, the groom’s disowned older brother. A man feared by his own family. A man with every reason to destroy the empire that cast him aside. Their marriage begins as a calculated alliance, a move that sends s

If I had known marrying Grayson would hurt him this much, I would have done it long ago. But then, I scolded myself, "Stop thinking about him, Becky." I was lying in bed early that morning, savoring the silence. Alexander and Grayson were both absent, leaving me a rare moment to reflect. I had agreed to remarry Grayson after Alexander left, but I couldn’t shake the questions nagging at me. Grayson wasn’t the man I dreamed of spending my life with, but the satisfaction of seeing Alexander miserable made him feel like the perfect choice.

So, Eric, I don't want you anymore. He shook his head frantically, panic written all over his face. "No, it's not like that. Gina, I was wrong. I'm sorry, I really am! I regret it so much. It was just a moment of impulse." He tried to reach for me, but Jonah blocked him. "Gina, please believe me. I know I messed up. I love you. I've always loved you. You're the one I want to marry." Tears welled up in Eric's eyes—the kind of tears that came with the crushing realization of losing me for good, a mix of regret and panic.

If I could do it all over again, I swear I'd love you the way I should have. … I read them one by one, watching Adrian pour out his pain and his longing for me. Still, I felt nothing. After all these years, I'd long since erased the 28-year-old Adrian from my heart. Whenever I looked back, the only Adrian I remembered was the earnest 18-year-old boy. I got married two years later. I married a man who loved me deeply, and together we welcomed a beautiful little girl. My husband asked me what I wanted to name our daughter.

I truly did lose my words the moment he bent a knee with my hand in his. “Marry me.” Only two words. In simple plain English. Still my brain lagged to process them. “Huh?” Rylan’s thumb grazed my knuckles. His intense gaze made it impossible for me to tear my eyes away. “Marry me, Love. This time not because of any deals or contracts but because you want to.” “Yes.” I squeaked. “Yes! I’ll marry you.”

Then a bold decoration saying, ‘Marry Me’. “From the moment, I met you… I knew you were different. I’m a short while, you managed to bring out a part of me I thought had died. We have been through hell, but all through, having you by my side made me feel complete.” he said, and I could feel tears threatening to fall. At this rate, it was safe to say I was now a cry baby. “Ava, I love you, and I’m beyond ready to take the next step with you. Will you be my wife, Ava brown.”

Davy pulled away slowly, his eyes still pleading with me but I drew a deep breath, gathering enough strength for what was to come. “If you walk out that door,” I said calmly, “consider this marriage over!” “Anna.” He gasped, eyes frantic as they searched mine. But my resolve was unwavering, and I folded my arms across my chest. “You don’t mean this. I will only be gone for a day; get things done, and I will come back to you.”