Marry Me Novels & Stories

"Marry me!" Daniel proposed in a simple manner. Kayla blinked her eyes and scoffed. "Are you mad?" She asked. "Am I mad?" He clicked his tongue, "No!" "Do you think marriage is just something you can jump into?" "Of course, people get married so that they could fuck each other," He winked and blew a kiss at her. "Ewww! Shameless," Kayla let out, tilting her head backward and throwing him a disgusting stare.

"Deal." ________________________________ Poor Marry , she fall for a person who is unable to understand any emotions of love.... (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠) I hope you liked it ;⁠-⁠) Keep enjoying and show yout support by liking and following. 🌹

Mateo began, his voice filled with vulnerability and love, "from the moment I met you, my life has been transformed. You are my rock, my everything. Will you marry me?" Ariana's heart skipped a beat as she beheld the scene before her, a surge of emotions welling up within. A radiant smile illuminated her face, and tears of joy glistened in her eyes. "Yes, Mateo," she whispered, her voice filled with overwhelming happiness. "I WILL marry you." The room erupted in applause and cheers as the couple embraced, sealing their commitment with a tender KISS.

Dunlop West Charisa looked at me, nodding her her signalling me to talk This was it. I took a deep breath. “Charisa, I and Hazel have been married before. Not here, but at New York and I divorced her because I was blinded and foolish. I can't even forgive myself for doing what I did. I came here for a business trip and I saw her and decided to stay here in Arizona for her. I need her back in my life. I would do anything for her” I poured my heart out to Charisa

I have to, I have someone I'm going to marry and I'm not coming back Don't look for me I already left the country, take care of the house and pay the debt, if you don't want to be homeless..... Whatever it takes a kid to survive...."

“I’ll consider it, but I need more details before I agree to anything.” The CEO smiled faintly, nodding in approval. “That’s exactly the kind of spirit I’m looking for.” “Life is misery, and when it presents us with misfortune, it’s our duty to adjust our plans and minds. Let me get straight to the point. One of my sons is in a coma right now. It’s a secret no one knows. He and his girlfriend were in an accident—she died, leaving behind a baby just about two months old. This is the deal: I want you to name whatever amount you desire as your monthly payment, get married to my son for a year, and care for the baby. At the end of this contract marriage, you can leave. By then, my grandson will

He looked me in the eyes. "Fernando, I..." He sealed my mouth with a quick kiss. "I'm not asking you to marry me because we're pregnant, and I'm absolutely happy about that, but I definitely wouldn't get married for that reason. I'm asking you to marry me because I love you, because I want our commitment and our bond to solidify. I want the world to see you as my wife, I want our family united by this tie that is sacred and also legal, but above all, is emotional. I want a calm and happy life with you. I want to come home to you every day and be certain that we're walking together. I want to hold your hand and guarantee that 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 want love to be the foundation of the marriage and not our personal benefits. “Marry me, Adira…marry me and I will do everything for you,” itsclarixass

She will be mine. But the ache in my chest didn’t ease. This wasn’t love. It never would be, I told myself. It was a practical solution. But the ache refused to let me lie. And so did the way she was already breaking through the parts of me I’d buried to survive. I pressed the intercom. “Maria, come to my office.” She appeared moments later. “Yes, mijo?” “Tomorrow I’m marrying Marisol. Everything needs to be perfect.” Her brows shot up. Smile wide. “You’re really doing it? Oh, Dante, she’s good for you. I can tell.”