Marry My Husband Novels & Stories

"You can leave if you want. Like I said, the door’s right there." "Ha bloody ha, you’re not getting rid of me that easily," Aiden said, and he slumped down his chair. "I can’t believe I have to get married to Emmeline Hawthorne in a month. Fuck my life." "You’re what?" Amelia’s mouth fell open in shock. She must have misheard. "You’re marrying her― How? Why?!"

“Put your clothes back on.” Trembling, I watch as he walks away, heading for the stairs. “Wait,” I call out, my voice shaky. Ryan turns, impatient. “What?” “It’s cool,” I say, my voice hollow. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Ryan nods. “Good.” And just like that, he walks away, leaving me in a million pieces. ~~~

“Mia, you’ve brought so much love and light into my life, and I can’t imagine spending another day without you. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife? Will you marry me?” My heart skipped a beat as tears of joy welled up in my eyes. I placed my hand over my mouth, unable to find the words to express the overwhelming emotions that surged within me. With a nod and a smile that radiated happiness, I threw my arms around him, embracing him tightly. “Yes, Jonathan! Yes, I will marry you.” I whispered, my voice filled with love and excitement. At that moment, everything felt perfect. The joy and love that enveloped us washed away the worries and hardships of the past. We knew that our jour

That's how she should be. " Because we're going to get married tomorrow. " I threw a bomb on her head and I noticed her chest stop moving as if she wasn't breathing and she wasn't. " I'll take you eventually. As a fuck man or as your husband, doesn't matter but it does to you. So choose on your own. " She gulped and crawled further back as if she could run away from my wrath. " What? Are you not happy to hear about your Nikkah? "

If someone saw them together or heard them then it could be a different problem. " Stay away from me. I am married to your brother now. Whatever happened to us in the past remain in the past. You said it clearly you didnt love me and didnt want me. Now I have found someone who accepts me with my flaws and compliment me. Thats enough for me. Please I dont want any more ambiguos meetings and situations between us." She tried too walk away but he pulled her hand and dragged her with him futher into the garden. She protested but the man was way too strong than her

He asked his wife. Casey bit her lips and sighed. "It's enough for me to marry you twice," she said laughing at her husband. "You know that it's okay for me to marry you again because—" "Because what?" Casey replied. He smiled widely. "Because I love you. You're the woman I love. I'll never get tired marrying you again. To marry a woman like you is the most happiest celebration of my life. Our wedding is the happiest celebration I have experienced in my whole life. So, I would never get tired marrying a woman like you again. If I could marry you every day, my love for you would become as deep as the ocean. I'll get drown for loving you, baby." Her cheeks turned into red.

MATURE CONTENT 18++ READ ON YOUR OWN RISK. After saying that he hovered on me and started to kiss my neck biting, sucking, licking... due to his touch and this cold.. I felt I need him.. how ever he is my husband I need to give him myself one day... but still I am afraid of pain.. so I tried to push him and struggled to free myself.. hayden: " why are you now pushing me.. you only said right we are married.. even if my name is different.. we are married by our heart and soul.. so you have do your duty right.. "

She didn't mind having to share her husband. "I'm sorry ..." Ethan whispered as he hugged his wife's body. "But I really can't marry another woman. I only love you, Flora. Only you!" In Ethan's embrace, Flora sobbed. It took several minutes before she spoke again. "This is the only way we can have children, honey. Besides, you already know your prospective new wife." Ethan loosened his hug. Making sure of what he had just heard. "Know? What do you mean?"

“Father, please. Marriage isn’t everything. I’m fine on my own.” He slammed a hand on the table. “Enough!” His voice echoed against the walls. “You will marry before Christmas next year. You will have a husband and a child, or I’ll see to it you marry one of my old friends during my retirement ceremony.”