Nice To Marry You Novels & Stories

Celebrate. Maribel appears with champagne. "You did it. You're married." "I'm married. I can't believe I'm married." "To a good man. Who loves you. Who deserves you. That's everything." "It is." Marcus raises his glass. "To the bride and groom. May your marriage be long, happy, and blessedly boring." "Boring sounds perfect," I say. "After everything you've survived? You've earned boring." Eleanor hugs me. Tears in her eyes. "Your mother would be so proud. So happy. You found good love. Real love."

My words brought forth his signature smile, one that warmed my heart. Finally, we reached the fourth story, and I spoke with a touch of envy, my voice tender. "Marriage isn't about fleeting passion; it’s about lasting companionship." I cupped his cheek in my hand, making my promise clear. "Neil, if one day we walk into marriage together, I will spend the rest of my life with you, giving you a warm home. We will grow old together, experiencing every little part of life, and we’ll never part."

It was as if they fitted each other so perfectly. "Stop crying. This should be the most happiest day of your life" she nudges me. I should smile too. This should be the most important day of my life because i am getting married. But will i be happy like Papa and Mama? Will i be happy faraway from my family in this strange land? Will i be happy not being able to see them again? "Perfect. You look so beautiful. Nicholas could never have asked for a better bride" the woman gushes over me after she had rolled ny hair into golden ringlets.

"That day when you asked me to marry you, I thought I should help a broken woman. Slowly, I became curious. Absently, I fell in love with you. Right now, I don't want anything else. I just want to wake up beside you. I want you to be the last person I see when I sleep and the first person I set my eyes on when I wake up. Come and lighten up my dark world without your non dimming light. Please! Marry Me! Ivy!" He professed. By the time he finished, tears had filled Ivy's eyes. She swallowed hard and nodded her head. Dillon fixed the ring on her finger. He stood up and they hugged each other. "Now, let me give you the kind of wedding you deserve," Ivy sniffed and nodded. They laughed and kisse

He said he is so silly but at least he still want to see me that all that matters now haha. I don't know maybe God created me amazing. I said but as a joke. Yeah I guess too. He said, he really take that seriously haha. Then after that he shows me a bench that was near the Nara three in that school and invite me to seat. Wow I was dreaming of this before that I hope someone can take me in this kind of place but now I am here with this cute guy besides me. Today was not a good day but Dave make it more special. I have decided to marry him and build a family with him. I can't wait to be his Mrs.Peters hahaha just kidding.

I tell Tabby, “That’s ok with you, right?” “Now it is,” she says with a huge grin, “Thank you Amber. That is so incredibly sweet of you. I don’t know how to thank you.” “You can thank me by getting married, and being happy,” I tell her seriously, “That is what I want for you. To be happy. You deserve it!” “I think I can do that,” she replies, “Let’s go to my wedding! We don’t want to be late!”

But slowly, she noticed a subtle change in his eyes and the tightening of his jaw. “Has he hurt you?” he asked, a protective edge in his voice almost easily unnoticed. “Not physically, no,” she replied, shaking her head. Lars leaned back, tilting his head as he propped his head with his hand, his eyes narrowing as he considered the situation. “We need to do something—something that will make it clear to him that he has to go.” Natalie looked at him, hope flickering in her eyes mixed with hesitation. “Yes, but what?” He paused for a moment, then leaned forward, his gaze intense but cold. “We get married.” Natalie's eyes widened in shock. “Married? Lars, that's... that's crazy.”

I asked and my voice tense. Without saying a word, Tom extended his hand. In it was a wedding card. The inscription on the card caught my attention instantly. I snatched it from him and opened it, my heart racing. “Becky’s wedding card?” I stared at the card in disbelief, reading the words written on it. “The ex-wife of Mr. Alexander finds true love.” My chest pounded. “Is Becky actually marrying Mr. Grayson?” I exclaimed, my voice rising. Before I could fully process the shock, Tom added, “Sir, they’re getting married in a few hours.”

I shake my head and he tickles Noah on the couch and Tay walks into the lounge. “Uncle stop!” I love seeing my kids laughing and happy. My phone rings and Rachel’s name flashes on the screen. A reminder that her and Nate are getting married tomorrow. It took Nate 8 years to pop the question and we are proud of him. I’m happy he is getting married; it’s about time. “You two go pick up your bags.” I say to the kid. “Can you take Natasha with you only?” Tay requests. “Okay.” “Noah, you are staying behind baby.”

At the mention of Shirley, Corey seemed annoyed, and a flicker of indifference flashed in his eyes. Then came his casual and idle voice. "Hey, brat. Your friend, Shirley, is too hard to pursue. I'm giving up." Lucille frowned slightly. "So, you took Luther's advice and went ahead with a marriage alliance?" Corey's chuckle sounded on the speaker. "I actually find a marriage alliance quite interesting. You see, the relationship requires little to no effort. We can get married right away. I like how convenient that is. Besides, you know me; I hate complicated stuff."