Marry Me Manga Novels & Stories

“Maybe he like…shit. I don’t know. I’m confused.” “It’s fine. This is a mafia marriage like I always knew I would end up in. I never told you that the reason I stopped reading the smutty manga you tried to get me to read wasn’t because of the smut. It’s because I was sure I would never get this—a marriage where I would want my husband and most importantly where he really wanted me. For years, I never allowed myself to become wishful or long for what I couldn’t have. I’m lucky that I do want Milos, it makes things easier. I think we could have a good marriage. He promised he wouldn’t cheat if…” I blush. “He promised. I’ll try, I think what’s important is he will too.”

Damn! "But Tera, what I mean is let's try to live a proper marriage. You are not just a wife who serves meals, drinks, clothing, and so on, but also serves me as you should, by welcoming me, speaking kindly with me, making time for me, coming back to the bedroom for a hug like just now, and doing things that should be daily activities for us. Train yourself in this marriage, open yourself up, open your heart, open the opportunity for this relationship to grow. Then, if your efforts in this marriage succeed, go ahead and find a man you want to pursue."

“You knew which one I’d pick and left it to the last.” With a wide, pleased smile, the head of the costume department said. “I couldn’t make this easy for you. We need some mystery and excitement for you. It’s bad enough the Studio heads haven’t got a clue about what makes up a romantic love story or an impressive wedding that everyone will talk about for, for months. Alright, Mary will help you with the dress and we’ll get the last fitting down. Anna love bring up the accessories for dress number eight. I want to ensure everything stays together after this. No mistakes. Hair and makeup are waiting downstairs to discuss their contribution to this. I hope this isn’t all for nothing. I hope ou

His whole body was tense, his anger radiating off of him as he snapped, "You mean….y….." "Of course," I interrupted, my voice calm yet firm. "I mean, you're not actually going to refer to Mina as your wife, are you? After all, you got divorced. You cheated on her and divorced her. I engaged her and I am one hundred percent going to marry her. So yes, her husband's company, meaning me. Not you. Not anymore"

"As long as Robin is in perfect health, Cynthia or I would be happy to marry him!" Robin's expression darkened, his refined, gentlemanly mask vanishing instantly. "Kathy, are you implying that I'm carrying some kind of disease?" Cynthia quickly added, "Health screenings before marriage are such a common practice these days. A virtuous man like you wouldn't mind taking the test, right? "Besides, you had such a violent reaction to the smell of seafood earlier. We're worried about your health."

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

Amayra's heart was pounding as she waited for what would come out of Inder's mouth. "Amayra Catra..." . . . "Marry me"

“When I saw you, all I could think of was Tatiana, but when you reminded me it was you, Mousy Mari, I was startled at first…” “Back then in highschool, I was stupid Mariella, I hope you let me treat you right this time. I can trust you, can you trust me?” He gently held my chin up. When my gaze met his, I saw the tears that were huddled in his beautiful eyes. He leaned closer, and he smiled gently that it caused me to lose my sense of restriction. All I could think of was to give myself to mend his broken heart. “I want to marry you, Mariella, no one else but you.” He mumbled as he wrapped his hands around my waist line.