My Sweet Second Marriage Full Novels & Stories

Author's POV "They are coming in two weeks" Marona got up and started walking back and forth. "And look at my life." Mikhail leaned back on the bed and rested on his elbows while looking at her. "What's wrong with your life?" He asked casually. "What's wrong with my life?" She looked at him in disbelief. "I got married and I didn't tell them... Then my husband got murdered and my second husband turned out to be the one who killed my ex husband... And I am carrying superfecundation babies..."

We got a second chance to fix our marriage, and I didn’t waste that opportunity. And while fixing our marriage, throughout the road, I also manage to fix our relationship with his family. That leads us through our real happily ever after. Love is indeed sweeter the second time around. ___________________ F I N ___________________

If they even sniffed out a hint of chaos in my personal life, they’d pull their investments, taking others with them. Mr. Bellini’s sharp gaze locked onto me, studying me like he could peel back every layer and read the truth in my bones. The man had a way of seeing too much. “Ah, amore,” he said finally, his voice as warm and smooth “A second chance at marriage is rare, precious even. You are a fortunate man to have a wife willing to try again.” I forced a grin, ignoring the knot tightening in my throat. “I am,” I replied, keeping my tone casual, confident. “We realized we weren’t done fighting for each other.”

I searched his face—looking for the cracks, the lies, the performative charm I used to ignore. But he looked wrecked. Real. Completely and terrifyingly sincere. “So what is this?” I asked. “A second marriage proposal?” “No,” he said. “It’s the first one with my soul in it.” I took a long breath. And nodded. Just once. But it was enough. He smiled, so wide and boyish it nearly broke me. Then he kissed me—right there, in front of half the firm. But I didn’t care. His lips crashed into mine with desperation and certainty, and I melted into his arms like I’d been waiting my whole life to fall apart again.

What does he have with my family? Well I wanted him to open up to me himself. So I waited. I was doing my everyday house chores when I heard someone come in. “Who is it?” I asked. “Cassie?” I heard a woman’s voice which was none other than my best friend Dr. Emilia Kenner from my medical college. She was my roommate and my best friend. “Emilia!” I shouted as we ran into each other for a big bear hug. “How are you? And what in the world are you doing in Liam Lautner’s house?” umm how should I tell her I got married. “Umm… Emilia please don’t get angry but…. I got married to him” I finally said.

I am so irresistible, i swear. I nodded with a smile. Looks like i got the father blessings two years after our marriage. First marriage i mean. Because definitely there will be a second one. Just when this all ends. "Let's get rid Nikolas then, so i can have her again, and we all can finally rest." I added with determination. He nodded, "We will. We definitely will." ~~~~~ Two days Later.. A yawn escaped my lips as i opened my eyes. I blinked as i adjusted them to light.

Never for once, I'm the three decades of friendship Marcel had walked out on me, one decade growing together and being friends the other two being leaders of the pack. "It's Tania" I called out to him and instantly he stopped. Such a huge effect Tania's name takes, it would have been better if he was mated to her and not me, maybe … just may w things would have ended out to be well and not in this manner. "What is wrong with her?" Marcel's inquiries, his anger, and his pain all disappeared at once. "Tania doesn't belong to me anymore, she's married to Kyle now," I say with my voice almost breaking down before deciding to man up again.

Happy 2nd wedding anniversary. I warmly caressed his cheek. "I love you, sweetheart. Words can’t express how much I love you as you love me too. The kids and you are the centers of my everything. Thank you so much for showing me the real meaning of life with our beautiful family. Happy second wedding anniversary. hoping for more and more and thousands more anniversary for us. I love you, even more, my loving husband.” Then we ended it with a kiss. “Happy second-year wedding anniversary, Mr. and Mrs. Hernandez!” A shout from Brad's family, my family, and our friends.

She asked her mom nervously. "Well..., " Martha paused, hesitant to say what she wanted to say. "Oh, for God's sake, mom, just tell me what the contract says!" Charlotte snapped irritably. "It says that you are to marry your father's best friend's son as soon as you turn twenty-four," Martha said quickly and breathed out deeply as if a heavy load had been lifted from her chest. It took a while for Charlotte to process what she had just heard, and it took even longer for her to understand it.

my stepmother snapped, cutting through my reverie. I glanced at the documents, picking it up steadily. With a simple deliberate motion, I signed my name on the marriage contract and handed it back to her. "Here I have signed it, happy now," I said, smirking at the stunned expression on their faces. They had expected me to put up a fight like I did in my previous life but I was going to do things differently this time. I wasn't going to let anyone, not even God take back this opportunity I was given.