Mission To Remarry Novelheart Novels & Stories

"There was no peace in Redmoon when everything reminded me of Michael, so I returned to Bloodmoon. My father forbade anyone from speaking of the miscarriage, afraid it would ruin my chances of being chosen again, or of ever finding happiness." Nova's throat tightened as Marra's eyes glistened. "I was planning to end my life." Her words trembled. "But Michael came to me in my dream once more, and made me promise to try for him. Fight for him. Don't give up. And I gave him my word I would." Nova stood up and crossed the space between them, wrapping Marra in a quiet, steady embrace. She knelt beside her chair, resting her hand gently on Marra's shoulder.

"They won't find anything out of the ordinary. Russell went for a joy ride. He lost control. Montague will make a public statement and ask for time—time for grieving." For the first time in years, my lungs filled as I inhaled. My chest rose and fell in rhythm as each breath delivered essential oxygen to my deprived bloodstream. Like water to the Georgia clay, it brought a seedling of hope where before hopelessness reigned. Charles's words registered. His low monotone tenor infiltrated my new sense of freedom. "...a respectable time before you remarry." My face spun toward his. "Why? I don't want to remarry." "That's nonsense. Of course you'll remarry. I believe someone older than Russell. He

"She's moving into the guest house. Inserting herself into every aspect of this family. And you're letting her because she looks like Catherine." His face hardened. "You don't know what you're talking about." "I've watched you for eighteen months. You're trying to resurrect your dead wife using frozen eggs and her sister's face. But it won't work. Catherine is gone." "You think I don't know that?" His voice rose. "You think I wake up every morning not knowing she's gone? That I don't see her everywhere in this house?" "Then why are you trying to bring her back?" "Because I have nothing else! My son won't speak. My company is all I have left. And the one night I let my guard down, I betrayed

He held her shoulders to turn her to face him but Jade refused and crossed her arms above her baby bump. "Please tell me my mistake," Tyler said with a pleading tone. "There's no more wedding," Jade said sulkily. She was hurt that she didn't see even the slightest excitement in him. Maybe, he changed his mind and got tired of her now. That's why he had no intention in remarrying her. "Jade, please don't do this to me. I have waited for you to agree to remarry me. Baby, please, I'm begging you, please marry me," Jade turned and looked at Tyler.

He cupped her face, kissed her once, twice, then just held her. “I’ve never loved anything more than I do right now,” he whispered. “You haven’t met them yet.” “I don’t need to,” he said. “They’re already perfect. They’re ours.” In the days that followed, the world moved on, unaware. The sanctuary buzzed with projects. Veritas launched its clean-data pledge. Grace began drafting a new anthology called Hearts We Inherit. But Nova moved through it all with quiet magic. She kept the news close, shared only with Hope, Zuri, and Ella.

Mila pursed her lips and shook her head, adopting a slightly playful tone as she murmured, "I only have eyes for Sudvilla and Hoffis Manor. If I can't stay here, then I'll head to Sudvilla." Loretta's fury was evident, her glare piercing as she huffed in cold disdain. "You are truly shameless." Undeterred by Loretta's hostility, Mila turned to Phoebe. "Phoebe, what did Nathan say earlier?" Phoebe nodded in understanding, clearing her throat before relaying Nathan's message. "Mr. Morrison said he wants to remarry you." Mila replied coolly, "Well, that's not entirely out of the question… "

she paused and placed a hand to her chest, frowned and then continued to say, “while the spirit left my body, and agreed our contract was over, it also mentioned that it would not be joining with you. So please explain.” Rem looked at me and then back at his grandmother before he nodded. “I was born with a spirit already sleeping inside of me,” he told Mrs Emerson, his hand squeezing mine lovingly. “It is my other half. The ritual awakened it, but the process of succession would have failed had Zach not came to my side. I was trying to keep it from possession, but that is not what it was trying to do,” Rem replied, and leaned over to kiss my cheek.

That’s a little note for my new readers. For old readers, thanking you all for starting this new journey with me and for your support throughout the first book. I hope to see you all supporting me throughout this novel. I love you all and I can’t appreciate you guys any less. ~Here is a little recap of what went down in the first book~ After Missy got married with the city’s most hated man who was termed a beast for his rumored cruelty towards his past wives. She realized there is more to the rumor and more to her marriage as she found out she’s a living image of his first love and the only difference was her age and some little details that only the most observant would notice.

She said, while her cheeks were still on his chest. Ema wished it was also possible, because as she bound herself to victor, he had not been feeling at peace. He feared that she would fall in love with him and that wasn’t what he could live with. “It’s fine. The contract will be over before you know it. Just hold on.” Ema patted her, to make her feel better. ~ A few weeks later, Lila’s mother’s funeral had been held and she was already trying her best to get back on track and live life the way she ought to, although, she missed her mom.

Anna. Nothing hurts more than rejection. Coming back to San Francisco was never part of my plan, but here I am, standing on the cusp of a life I once knew so intimately. The city’s foggy embrace feels colder than I remember, or perhaps it’s the chill of my own bitterness seeping through. My intentions are clear: reclaim Nathaniel. The news of his engagement to someone named Megra hit me like a bolt of lightning, and I knew I had to act fast.