Marry Me Marry You Novels & Stories

Kenedi POV. "What does marry mean?" I ask my mommy on the way back home, daddy was scolding me and saying that I can't marry uncle Rory. "It's when two adults love each other very, very much and they decide to live together always and be husband and wife," she says. "But mommy and daddy live together," I say, we live on the same floor and sometimes we sleep in the same bed. "No sweetie, mommy lives in her room and daddy in his, when we marry we'll live in one room always," she explains to me.

“I am here to collect debts… or shall I say, to get my future wife. Are you ready to come and marry me?” Mariane exasperatedly sighed. ‘I guess I have no choice but to say I Do.’

My knees trembled as I wait for her answer. "I want to marry you because you're the woman I love. I want to cherish you forever. I'm not a perfect man, but I want you to become my wife and the mother of our children soon. I want to live with you until my last breath. I hope you got the perfect answer from me, so you can marry me soon. I'll ask you for the last time, sweetie. Will you marry me?" I explained.

“I want to marry you.” “Will you marry me?” We speak at the same time, our words full of love and warmth as we stare at one another. Happiness flutters like a butterfly in my chest, making me want to take flight, but instead, I throw my arms around my mate. “Yes, I want to marry you. I love you!”

“Marry me. Share my assets, my company, my life. As part of E International, you wouldn’t have to buy anything—you’d already own it.” Emily’s eyes widened, her mouth falling open. “What?” she stammered, staring at him in disbelief. “Marriage? You’re saying we should get married?” “Yes,” Adrian said, his tone calm yet firm. “Marry me, Emily.”

I started “Why didn't you ever change your name to your maiden name after we divorced” She looked at me and smiled “Maybe I just like the ring of your name next to mine” “And it's going to be like that forever” I replied with a smile

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4 ~ I’ll Marry You. ALEX’s POV My head fell forward, my mouth hanging open as the words hung in the steamy air between us. Marry me. Liam's voice echoed in my mind, rough and demanding, while his two fingers kept sliding deep inside me, stretching my hole with that brutal rhythm. Shock mixed with the pleasure crashing through my body, making my vision blur. I couldn't think straight. I couldn't form the words to answer him. All I could do was dive in for a fierce kiss, crashing my lips against his.

A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head When I think of all the years I wanna be with you Wake up every morning with you in my bed That's precisely what I plan to do I'll say, will you marry me? I swear that I will mean it I'll say, will you marry me? Singing, uh-oh-oh, uh-oh-oh Uh-oh-oh, oh-yeah --Jason Derulo Will you marry me? Lindsey's POV

He leaned back in his seat after speaking with so much authority and sincerity, he looked genuinely so attractive as he spoke. I cleared my throat, rubbing my glossy pink lips together, “Thank you but how?” “How what?” He smirked, and I rolled my eyes at the shift in his mood. “To get your revenge and to help you in getting every single thing back,……” He trailed off as if there was an inaudible drum roll waiting for him to finish speaking. “We are going to have to get married.” He suggested but not in a suggestive tone, it was like a ritual that had to take place and I couldn’t help but look at him with wide eyes.