Marry My Husband Web Novel Novels & Stories

I look out the window, and there’s only one person outside, and he’s stationed at the gate, too far away for me to actually hear. ‘I need to get this taken care of before I can marry Megan,” he continues, and I can sense his fear, ‘I don’t know what I will do if this interferes with the wedding. I can’t let that happen.’ As I try to figure out what’s going on, my mate comes down the stairs, looking as handsome as ever. I kiss him and inhale his wonderful scent. His hair is still wet from the shower and he is absolutely perfect. “I heard from Hope just now,” my husband says, kissing me back, “She said that she thinks the curse is completely gone! She’s going to bring some of her famous cookie

Nunzio slid his hands in his pockets as he waited for Everett to respond. “One, get the paperwork done and then we’ll go on to the wedding. After that, we’ll settle in and see how life treats us. I know it won’t be smooth sailing, she’s asked how long we must stay married. I told her I didn’t see a timeline for that, and I’d be happy if I never saw divorce papers.” “Oh, boy, you can say that again. Have you seen the news feeds?” Nunzio assured Everett that there’d be problems. His tone made it clear there’d be many.

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 couldn't even remember my own name . How would I remember that he is my husband . The person standing beside him handed me a document . I looked at the marriage certificate . I checked the papers vigorously . My eyes bugged . It says me and he are married . We got married for a month before my accident . My lips quivered and shut down . I don't know what to say . He really is my husband? . But why don't I see those longingness and love in his Grey orbs that a husband should behold for his wife . In what condition we got married ? .

Much love, xx ~~ btw, I've got a new book and it should be up today on my profiIe. It’s called FALLING FOR MY HUSBAND. It'd be nice to see you guys there. It's my first take on an arranged marriage trope and it’s a bit lighter than this one ;) thank you again

My hands wrapped around my shoulders, as the wind blew heavier. I could see the clouds already changing, and I knew the rain was going to be heavy. “You wanted to get married to me right? I have given you that. But everything that happens to you after our marriage, from this day and henceforth, is no longer my business,” he gritted out.

Helen was momentarily stunned by Gunn's actions, frozen in place, while she could only hear the men behind them chuckling and saying: "Ah, youth is truly wonderful." "Yes, when my wife and I first got married, I was the same way. I spoiled her so much she never even had to touch the ground."

My eyes linger on it for a moment before moving back up to his face, where I see a hungry look that matches the one in my own eyes. He turns his attention back to me, pulling off the last barrier between us. My g-string. I feel a rush of excitement as I'm left completely bare to him. Luke's eyes devour the sight of me, and I can feel his desire like a strong force between us. He doesn't say a word, instead choosing to act on the need that's clearly written all over his face. With a sudden burst of energy, he slams into me, filling me completely. I let out a small cry of pleasure, my body arching to meet his. “Fuck,” he says. “I guess it's different when you’re married.”

So, Eric, I don't want you anymore. He shook his head frantically, panic written all over his face. "No, it's not like that. Gina, I was wrong. I'm sorry, I really am! I regret it so much. It was just a moment of impulse." He tried to reach for me, but Jonah blocked him. "Gina, please believe me. I know I messed up. I love you. I've always loved you. You're the one I want to marry." Tears welled up in Eric's eyes—the kind of tears that came with the crushing realization of losing me for good, a mix of regret and panic.

*** >>Jena The whole ceremony felt like magic. As I stood at the threshold of the wedding ceremony, my heart fluttered with a symphony of emotions. Excitement, nervousness, and a profound sense of anticipation coursed through my veins, intertwining with the sheer joy that filled my being. This was the day I had been dreaming of, as it was the beginning of a new chapter in our lives. For a long long time, I had accepted the fact that I would never be able to get married, and one day, suddenly things changed and here I am, with a ring on my finger and my husband by my side. I glanced at him, at his beautiful and handsome furry face.