Marry My Husband Novels & Stories

A sharp breath escaped my lungs before I signed my name neatly across the paper. For the first time since returning to this life, I had stepped completely outside the path of my previous fate. Adrian Hartley, who had never existed to me in the past, was now my husband. I placed the pen down with ease. “So what happens now?” Adrian picked up the contract, scanning over the signature briefly before setting it aside. “Now, we make this marriage real.” I crossed my leg over the other. “Any ideas?” “First, we will need to register our marriage officially. Like I had informed you before, I have to get married before next month, so things might happen in a rush from here on out.”

After Maru, the pastor turn his head to look at me. "Mara, will you have Maru to be your wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony; will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only for him so long as you both shall live?" I look at Maru and then to Pastor and answer "I will." I didn't expect that I will feel happy in this wedding. As I look at Maru something rather someone caught my attention.

My words brought forth his signature smile, one that warmed my heart. Finally, we reached the fourth story, and I spoke with a touch of envy, my voice tender. "Marriage isn't about fleeting passion; it’s about lasting companionship." I cupped his cheek in my hand, making my promise clear. "Neil, if one day we walk into marriage together, I will spend the rest of my life with you, giving you a warm home. We will grow old together, experiencing every little part of life, and we’ll never part."

That will be more embarrassing to my part! “What happened to your face, Andri? You looked more stressed than earlier,” Mom asked me. I glared at her. “This is all because of that idea that I’m going to marry that kind of man!” I shouted. I can’t control my feelings anymore. I just can’t believe that I’m going to marry that man. He will going to be my husband? For real? I don’t want to be registered as his wife, damn it.

I rubbed my stomach as I kept laughing. There was no way I was going back to that house. I tapped the search bar on my phone in a bid to look for cheap accommodation. I stared at the top stories column with blurred vision. The one at the top position read “Billionaire Eliott Wisconsin's Marriage Invitation.” I wiped the tears from my eyes and tapped on it. The photos popped up and I almost lost my balance. Right there was my dear husband who I divorced a few hours ago wrapping his arms around my sister's waist. Her left hand was raised and on the fourth finger laid a beautiful ring. I tapped on a video and I cried as I watched the video. They announced their wedding in a video which was uplo

I can handle this as long as I get Kaden at the end of it. The nausea returns with full force and I have to use everything in me to hold it back, every bit of strength to not run back outside and throw up. I have to fight it. I need to marry Kaden. I must do it! I need him. ~*~ “I now pronounce you husband and wife!” Oh my holy mother of God! I’m honest to God, married! With the ring and everything! Mrs Annabell Stephanie Adora Gray. I am such a grown up!

She mumbled. “If you don’t want this, then all you have to say is no to him.” She added before closing her eyes. How can I say anything now? I should have never ran away and stayed with you. Then you would have been fine. I should have never run away. If that is what you want, then that’s what will happen. And that’s how within a blink I am standing beside my husband before Aunty’s as we got married by a registered office official who came here understanding the need.

he whispered tugging me to his body. I like how he call me raspberry, it ignite something in me. i don't know if he will reciprocate my feeling but one thing I know is that I'm in love with him, I've fallen deeply for Marwan, my husband.

She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.” Those words pierced her with a warm kind of pain. By then, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. She stifled a sob, bit her lower lip, and kept reading: “I love you, and I want to be with you—if that’s what you want too. Give m

“From the moment we locked eyes, my world was never the same. Every milestone, every shared laughter, every tear wiped away has made me certain of one thing, you are my home. I can’t pinpoint when I fell in love with you, but I know every day since has been a blessing. From late-night talks to early morning adventures, you’ve made my life rich and meaningful. I want to grow old creating more of these beautiful moments with you. Even…even sadness has a happy feeling when I share it with you. Your love gives me the joy of living. Until my very last breath, I want to be with you. I love you. Will you marry me?” I sniffed and choked out. “Lorenzo…” He suddenly looked anxious. “Is this too sudde