Marry Myself Novels & Stories

I stuttered as I patted her. I looked at my self at the mirror. "You can do it, this is one of the greatest mission in your life you just need to be strong." I encouraged myself as I heaved a sigh of relief. I walked out of the restroom back to the hall and my eyes locked with that if Jayden as I faked my smile and he gave me the coldest glare ever. "I'm going to make sure I dig every secret you have buried years ago, I can't believe I'm getting married to a person who has once been rumoured to be a murderer." I said to myself as I scoffed.

I muttered under my breath, more to myself than to anyone else. Because I did. After everything I had already done, after betraying my brother’s trust in the worst way possible and still being forgiven for it, I didn’t get to be selfish anymore. I didn’t get to follow my heart or my wolf or whatever reckless instinct was screaming Stephanie’s name inside my head. This… this was the only way to fix things. Marrying Sarah, marking her, claiming her as my chosen mate, making her my Luna, it would seal everything. It would close the door on whatever existed between me and Stephanie for good. No confusion. No lingering hope. No “what ifs.”

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.

He said and with that, he left the apartment. I didn't see how it was possible to say all that without twitching an eyelid. I had never known that things like this happened in real life. I thought contract marriages were only limited to the fictional world. What the hell had I gotten myself into? I walked to the window and watched his Range Rover drive off. I raked my hands through my blonde hair as only one thought crossed my mind. It's official. I'm getting married to a robot.

my breath caught, but I cleared my throat and balled my hands into fists. My choice. Not Victor’s, or Merrick's. Mine. A man of my own choosing. “Will you…marry me?”

she asked. "You won't understand," I whispered to myself, grinning my teeth as different thoughts ran through my head at that point, and I must do anything to leave the bondage called marriage.

Silvia asked. “This is not a marital or romantic proposal. This is strictly a business proposal. You can call it a contract marriage” he replied. Ralph had a nonchalant look on his face, which was a sign that talking about this wasn't a big deal to him. “A contract marriage? What do I get in return, sir?” Silvia was forced to ask. “Your mother will get the heart transplant, and I will pay up her hospital bills. You don't have to worry about that again,” he explained.

I still can’t get over the fact that I was dead, and then I had to be arranged for a marriage after everyone thought I was dead. And I’m marrying Hendrik. Perhaps my old self would be pleased. The new me? The real me? No way. “No,” I hiss under my breath as I grab a handful of stones, swinging my arms as I hurl them straight at the water. The sound of the stone breaking through the surface is calming me down, but not enough to stop sitting on the mud. “NO!” Imagine being married off like that. They’re trying to get rid of me, I know. And I don’t even want to be here.

She couldn’t run from him in her current condition. Her body cramped, and she felt the hot slickness between her thighs as it covered the leather interior of the car. She couldn’t move, her body ached, and she could feel fresh bruises forming. “I won’t marry you, Yuri. I won’t marry anyone.” “Oh, you don’t have the choice. Remember the video. My slut is now a permanent piece in my collection.”

"What do I have that makes you so insistent on marrying me?" "Do you believe that my desire is only sparked by a light touch between our skins? That's why I didn't want to touch you before! I said I wasn't attracted to you, didn't want to touch you, and even planned not to touch you as a trophy wife, but deep inside, I knew very well what was hidden there. This is the reality!"