Matrimonio Novels & Stories

These eyes that showed no mercy when she begged for her life. The priest begins speaking. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join this man and this woman in holy matrimony." Elara's heart pounds. This is really happening. She is really doing this. "Marriage is a sacred bond," the priest continues. "A covenant between two people who love each other. Who promise to honor and cherish each other all the days of their lives." Lucas squeezes her hand. He is so happy. So satisfied. He has no idea what is coming.

The stain on her dress was obvious to anyone who looked or was standing close enough. She looked like a mess but she was smiling anyway. That same fake smile she always wore, the one that never ever reached her eyes. “Dearly beloved,” the officiant began. “We are gathered here today to witness the union of Adrian Michael Westbrook and Vanessa Marie Chen in holy matrimony.” Adrian’s jaw tightened. Holy matrimony? There was nothing holy about this. “Marriage is a sacred bond between two people who love each other. Who commit to supporting one another through good times and bad. Through sickness and health. For richer or poorer.”

And he’s wearing the silver wolf cuff-links I gave him for his birthday. He’s perfect. I feel a rush of pure love for the man beside me. “And you are stunning my love. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” He holds me as we take a final look at the decorations. “Tonight is already perfect.” *** “And do you, Elliot Prescott, take this woman to be your mate? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?” “I do!” “I now pronounce you mates for life! You may now kiss the bride!”

It was strawberry-flavored, and I ended up in the hospital with a severe allergic reaction. That day, James wept until his eyes were swollen. He knelt by my hospital bed and slapped himself. “I didn’t know you were allergic to strawberries, Wendy! I swear I’ll never forget again.” That was exactly ten years ago. He completely forgot. I said calmly, “You even forgot about my allergies. Is it that hard to admit you don’t love me anymore? Let’s just get divorced, James.” His stance was firm. “Can’t you give me another chance for Max’s sake?”

Damon's POV 《Flashback》 “Do you have your wedding vows ready?”, Matt asked me while we were sitting in the in balcony of my hotel room, getting drunk at my so-called bachelor party I rose my eyebrow at him. “What for?” He chuckled, holding the beer bottle to his mouth. “It's your wedding tomorrow” “Wedding vows are for people who are actually in love Matt, my case with Layla is completely different”, I looked at the sky above, and I could hear them snickering

"Without a word. Without an explanation. Do you have any idea what that did to me? To us?" Her eyes didn't budge. "There was no 'us,' Kai. There never was." The words hit me like a perfectly placed slap, but I wasn't backing down. "You expect me to believe that? After everything we shared, everything we- "Don't romanticize it," she cut in, her razor-sharp voice slicing into my thoughts. "Our marriage was a contract. Nothing more." I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, and I straightened in my chair. "A contract?"

he asked. Emily took a deep breath. "I mean that I want a real marriage," she said. "Not just a contract. I want us to start over, for real. I want us to be partners, equals. I want us to trust each other, and to be honest with each other. No more lies, no more secrets." Ethan looked at her, his eyes filled with emotion. "Emily, I want that too," he said. "I want to be your partner, your equal. I want to be the man you can trust and rely on."

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

she said, looking at the dress again. “This dress over here, is every girl’s dream, especially wearing it for the man you love. Getting married isn’t just about being happy, but the fact that you share the good news and bad news. It’s not just a trip to heaven” mom said, that’s why I can’t do this!! If getting married with the guy who loves you is not perfect, then what about getting married with someone can never love you?