Maya Marriage Novels & Stories

Maya "What's this? Why did you bring her here?" Reggie's ex-girlfriend, Angelica stared into his eyes. "You're the one being difficult. You know how much I love and wanna be with you so bad… Maya, means absolutely nothing to me, she's not even my kind of woman.... You are, I promise to end this if only you promise to end your marriage with my father." Reggie touched her soft cheeks as he let out his worries. Apparently, he was trying to lure her so, she could leave his father and they would get back together since they were lovers until his father got married to her.

Maya said with a chuckle “But why would you be curious about men when you have literally every woman’s dream man right under your finger?” Maya curiously asked “Who?” Dora asked even though she knew the answer to that “You are marrying Ryan Smith, that is literally the best thing that any woman could wish for, I mean if I was given a chance, forget logic, I would Marry him in a heartbeat” Dora sat up in bed, “Marrying Ryan?, Maya what are you talking about?” She asked confused, it was then that Maya realized she had said too much, she didn't know that Dora wasn't aware she was getting Married when Mr Smith had made a national announcement about it,

A person can still gain experience from attending the event. "You're right. It's a place where the poor might not be able to come even once in their lifetime. "Mia Bowen, I'm warning you, Maya is going to marry Timothy this weekend. Better make faster progress on the renovation and not delay the wedding." A sense of triumph adorned Maya's smile. Despite that, there was no nuance in Mia's expression. "Better look for the right person, ladies. I'm not the person in charge of that house." "What's with that attitude, Mia Bowen?" Shelly had never liked that expression on Mia's face.

ACE HERNANDEZ I was not surprised when my parents arranged a marriage for me. It is highly common. My own parents were arranged to marry and they have been together ever since. In a loveless marriage till death do them part. What a shitty way to live. I was fucking angry about having to marry some girl. A fucking Italian girl to top it off. There is nothing wrong with Italian girls but she is in the mafia. What would she even be like? Would our marriage be entirely loveless like my parents?

“No, but Gena’s making her way here and dragging poor Yuri with her. Let’s start the show now. We’re supposed to be married in a private ceremony before she gets here. We think she’s coming here to cause more trouble.” “I’m sorry. They are a jealous lot. That family annoys us. Before I take my daughter down that aisle and give her to you. Jake, tell me. Gena claims she’s pregnant with your child. Could it be true? His almost black eyes met Jake’s and Jake stared back at Edward, unblinking.

I wished time could halt, granting us an eternity of joyous moments. When she hid, I sought. I vowed never to let her slip away again, not in this life or a million, billion, or gazillion years. My love for Aceia and our kids ran deep, and I pledged to give them everything the world had to offer. In this moment, the marriage that started as a deal had finally transformed into a union of genuine love.

Relief washed over me as I turned to where Maya stood at the far end of the gathering. Her olive skin had turned ashen, and all the colour had drained from her face. First, Maya had no plans of ever finding her mate or getting married. With my help, she had severed the mate instinct, and that was because she wanted more out of life than just marriage. Her hands were shaking. Her eyes were wide, and her pupils had dilated. She looked like a deer caught in ahunter'ss crosshairs. I wanted to go to her immediately and tell her that the marriage wasn't for her.

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.

One would think the wedding was his since he'd singlehandedly been planning every step of his master plan carefully for weeks since the mysterious demise of Darius Martel. Initially, the wedding truly was his to Darius' widow, Cayetana Martel, but out of the blue, he woke up feeling like I was of age to marry either of the Martel daughters and prove I had his blood running through my veins. In all the twenty-six years of my life, I hadn't imagined myself marrying anyone anytime soon, that too, a woman like Sofia. I was raised to be merciless, cold and heartless. Looking into those innocent milky pools of the most uncommonly striking green eyes I'd ever seen vividly reflected the delicate nat

"I'm really going to marry him. Again. But this time it's different." "You are," Maya said. She was smiling so big now, and her own eyes were getting wet too. "And it's going to be beautiful. It's not going to be big and fake and for other people. It's going to be yours. It's going to be small and true and full of love. It's going to be perfect because it's you."