Ninety Nine Wishes One Broken Marriage Novels & Stories

Rowan Shaw was unusually calm the day she was diagnosed with brain cancer. She didn't break down in grief as most people would. She simply went to a jewelry store and quietly bought a pair of rings. Then she decorated their home for the occasion. When Ian Ford came home, she suddenly dropped to one knee in front of him and proposed. She thought of so many ways to tell him how she felt as she prepared for the proposal. But when he finally stood before her, her face flushed, and all she managed was a single question in a hoarse voice. "Ian, will you marry me?" Ian stood in the doorway, still in his suit jacket, with nothing but hesitation and indifference in his cold eyes.

In the fifth year of our marriage, my wife, Delphine Dorsett, started keeping a notebook just about me. She called it the ‘Lie Ledger’. She said my biggest flaw was that I loved to lie. When I said her father had switched out my medication, she logged it. When I said her younger sister had secretly been using my bank card, she logged it. When I said our chef had snuck peanuts into my food, which I was allergic to, she logged that too. Delphine said, "Harvey, once this log hits a hundred lies, we're getting a divorce. Don't say I didn't warn you." After that, I started to explain myself less and less. One day, I tumbled down the stairs. I cut my side where it slammed into the steps, and

I marry the same woman nine times, and she divorces me nine times for her first love. During our first divorce, I snap and throw all her luggage out of the house. By the fourth, I'm begging her to leave her bags behind, terrified that once she walks out, she'll never come back. When the eighth divorce comes around, I quietly help her pack because I'm too afraid of making her angry to resist. My anguish, my pleading, and my desperate attempts to please her always earn me the same result. She keeps her promise to remarry me every single time, only to divorce me again just as she always does. This time, I pack my own bags and leave on my own. What I don't tell her is that one month fro

She announced stubbornly, “You know, I think I deserve more than one wish after all that’s happened, so I’m going to make wishes and I want you all to hear them.” “Well, okay then, Miss Warrior, let’s hear them.” “First, I wish that I could have a swimming pool in the backyard. Second, I wish that Seraphiel could come back to us. Third, I wish that everything in those towns would be back to the way it was. That’s what I want. Oh, and that Mama and Michael get married!” She blew out her seven candles, one for each year, and one for good luck. “There! Now, can I have a piece of pizza, please?”

He lost so much, and it's time for him to have it, too. "Akio," tawag ko sa kabila ng mga paghikbi ko. "If you cross either of those line, I wish.. I wish that you'll be reunited with the people you've lost." "Dummy.." "I wish you'll met them. I wish you'll be with them again. I wish you'll be happy with them." kumalas ako't nagpunas ng mukha dahil sa mga luhang bumasa sa pisngi ko. Malapad akong ngumiti. "I wish, that my grumpy Cinderella will finally have his happily ever after."

Stuck in a marriage without love. We got the blessings of our parents and grandparents. Her Nani ji kept her fragile and wrinkled hand on my head and kissed my forehead and said, " It was my wish to see at least one of my great-grandchildren, getting married before closing my eyes forever. Now I am very happy and can die in peace. Now she is your wife... please take good care of her. " I just nodded with a polite smile.

As long as it is within my possibilities. Hearing that statement from Sara. Caspian stared at him, surprised, and with wide eyes. This is bad. What if she really manages to surprise me? No, it's impossible, isn't it? For an instant, he regretted making that foolish wager. It seems that Sara was up to something. Because, to offer him what, he could make a wish, if he won. That's taking a big risk. —Are you sure, I can make any wish? Even that you come back, to sign the marriage certificate, after the divorce. I could even, ask you, to let me fuck you, as hard as possible, the truth with you, I have been very kind, I have held back, even though you have made me angry, multiple of times.

She has a nasty-looking bruise on her forehead, but she won’t tell me where she got it from. Cheerleader Barbie overhears my comments and gives me a cool smile. “It means you lot need the most work.” My insides tighten at what clearly sounds like a threat. “Work?” I repeat, slowly. “You wanna explain what that means?” “There are five islands, each island for a specific number. The island you landed on is Level 1. The island you are going to is Level 0. Level 0 is for troublemakers who need to have a watchful eye on them.”

Christy became gloomy all of a sudden, and her eyes were teary, "when I was a child, my wish was to see my parents divorce each other. Now they are finally separated, and my mom finally won't be beaten by my dad..." The little girl's voice was shaky, and she did not manage to hold her tears back.. Nikolai bent down and picked her up. He said softly, "I promise you that what you're afraid of will never happen again. " Christy buried her head on Nikokai's shoulder and sobbed a few times before she calmed herself down. She looked up and smiled brightly. "in fact, uncle, marriage is not that terrible. Zane's parents are lovey dovey. Zane even said that his dad treats his Mom very well. His Mom i

She wondered what if she hadn't become stupid and too self-respecting to use that relationship, and she almost threw the door open. Just almost. She let out a long, sad groan. A deal is a deal, and you've already taken your share. Now she's back to where she started, stuck with a husband for a year who doesn't like her—but sometimes wants to have sex until his mind clears. And she was completely broken. Oh, that's right, you did the right thing.