Marry Myself Novels & Stories

That would be bad. Of course, Adrian knew what Adeline was worried about. He said, "Don't worry! My parents love my sister-in-law so much. It's impossible for them to let my sister-in-law be wronged. Yesterday, my mother told me that it was on the ninth day of the first lunar month, because there is still a month before the New Year. My mother said that marriage is the most beautiful thing in a woman's life. She is determined to do everything the best. She just doesn't want my sister-in-law to have a little regret in the future." Yes, a woman would only get married once in a lifetime. Everyone hoped that when they got married, they would hold a unique wedding with their beloved one, so that

I didn't have to bend myself into someone I wasn't just to keep the peace. I could be my real self. And that was exactly the person he loved. One evening, we were sitting by the lake, watching the sunset paint the sky a blazing orange-red. Arnold slipped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin in the curve of my shoulder. "Once you're all better, let's get married. Okay?" I turned to look at him, straight into his eyes. "Are you sure? I—" "I'm sure," he cut me off. "I've been sure since I was five years old, standing behind my parents, watching you.

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.”

Harper froze briefly before reaching for the juice on the table and pouring me a glass. “Alright, Jayden. You can fool everyone else if you want, but there’s no point fooling yourself.” The warmth in her voice had been replaced by a hint of coldness. “Regarding marriage, I already made myself clear the last time we talked about it. I don’t want to spend any more energy on something I’ve already made up my mind about.” By “the last time,” she meant our eighth anniversary two weeks ago.

I called Saurya and Veer on conference call. R : Hii guys. V : What happened Saddu? R : I am getting married tomorrow. You guys have to be here. S : What the hell dude. Don't mess with this topic. V : Be serious Raghav. R : It's truth. Grandma has fixed my marriage with some old friend's granddaughter. V : Raghav think twice. Divorce is prohibited in your family. Arrange marriage is fine but don't take decisions in moments. S : If you want we can talk with dadi.

Noah finally answered. Grace gasped and now sat facing Noah, saying, "You did that? So you deliberately set me up with the option to get married? So what if I refuse to marry you?" "So what? I have two million percent confidence that you will accept this marriage proposal. Besides, if you refuse, you can't run away from the debt I've already incurred for your mother's hospital fees." "I'm sure my beloved is still the same woman as before. You never run away from responsibility."

Grey “So, what do you say?” “If getting married to you means I’ll save Valerie from dying,” I started, my voice shaky, “then, I’ll do it. I’ll marry you.” The words burned in my throat like poison and the minute they left my mouth, I felt nothing but hatred for myself. I had never thought I could hate myself this much, but since this whole ordeal began, I had lost my power, pride and willpower. All I had in me was hatred- more for myself than for the witches that had taken over and caused all of this.