Novels About Marriage Novels & Stories

After all, his family should be an advertising model for contraception. As Eric drifted in and out of relationships, one thing became very clear – all women want to get married, and marriage means chaos. Fight with emotions. Children are thrown onto the sidewalk, eager to get lots of attention. Needs more space, until eventually becomes like all other relationships. Divorce. With children who are hurt. No, thanks.

But her reddening earlobe betrayed her. They drove in silence for a while. Seeing her gaze fixed outside and her stillness, Cedric finally asked, "What are you thinking about so deeply?" He had recently read quite a few books on romance and marriage, feeling he had learned a lot. 'Have I done something to upset her? This morning, we were moving toward a closer relationship.' "I was thinking about what kind of marriage is truly the best." 'Fenix and Evander. One’s a wealthy scion, the other a hardworking wage earner.' She couldn’t say who was more suitable for Linda, and she found it increasingly difficult to define what constituted a truly happy marriage.

But I found out he didn't feel the same about me on our wedding day. Okay, to be perfectly honest with you and me. I knew he wasn't head over heels in love with me. But ladies, you know what I thought. I thought he would eventually fall in love with me because I'm sweet and love this man so much. Only if he gave our marriage a chance could we live blissfully ever after. But I had no idea how much he didn't love me and didn't want to marry me. So to envision him falling in love with me, from what I experienced at our wedding and in our marriage, it appeared it would never happen. Despite all that, we are married. So did love ever emerge to the surface? If it did make its appearance, was it du

This time, Vince looked up, a look of indifference on his face as he stared at his uncle. “When it concerns you…. I'm certain you'll be informed” Silence returned. The sound of knives and forks scraping against fine ceramic echoed loudly. Jacob's smile faltered but he masked it well. “ I hope you understand dear…” he began, specifically focusing on Tiana “That marrying into a family as ours, is not something simple, especially to someone as my nephew, who's possibly had sex with more women than the stars combined”

There is a faint tightening in his jaw when he says it, and I can't tell whether it is the idea of him being the father of my future child, or the fact that I've gotten married to him without ever having known anything about him besides his name and status. “I may be your husband now,” he says, his voice rigid, “but if I wasn’t already clear before, I do not want you. So don’t expect anything romantic from me. Do not expect any love, or loyalty. Do not expect a partner from me.” I keep my face still despite how each word stings. He is simply setting terms, as if outlining another clause from the contract. I should have expected this. He didn't want this marriage either... but there is no rea

she announced, “that was more fun than I’ve had in years. Now could we really hear it for a truly outstanding group of musicians?” The crowd’s applause was thunderous. “Now, as Mr. Smith announced earlier, I’m sort of new to this marriage business.” Kim paused trying to look thoughtful and then continued, “On the other hand, I’m an academic, so in preparation for marriage I’ve read a lot of books. One that was particularly helpful should have been entitled, ‘Marriage for Dummies’. That wasn’t the title, but I’ve forgotten what the title really was. But it wasn’t very helpful. You know why?” she asked rhetorically. “Well, I’ll tell you why: It was subtitled ‘Everything you wanted to know abou

~The importance of mental well-being has often been an overlooked dynamic in marriages.~ Hailey stood outside her home, the air heavy with anticipation, uncertainty, and a hint of nostalgia. The familiar red door loomed ahead—a barrier between her past and her uncertain future. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay on the other side. She had agreed to give her marriage to Rome a chance, even with the presence of Sarah, his new live-in girlfriend. It felt surreal; this was her home, yet it felt like a place she had no right to enter. Her heart was a tumultuous sea of conflicting emotions, each wave threatening to engulf her.

“ Please read this meticulously and tell me if you have any problems with it. I nodded and mouthed a ‘thank you’ as I read through it. My face twisting to a frown as I read through it by the time I looked up, Charles was already gone and it was now Kade in the room— perfect! I could rant. “ What do you mean by I have zero right to cheat but you have rights to have multiple partners?” “ Because I don't want my wife touching other men,” “ But you think I want my husband touching other women?” “ Well you weren't going to let me touch you were you?” He asked and heat climbed up my face. I knew what he meant by touch and I wasn't ready for it. Not with him.

Not one of them looked at me with pity. The Master of Rites stood at the front of the hall, his long robes touching the marble floor, and right beside him was Alpha Alexander, my husband. The word felt wrong and unreal in my head. It made me regret all the times I had wished for a husband of my own. He stood there expressionless, like he neither agreed nor disagreed with what was happening. If he hated this marriage, he did not show it. If he wanted it, he did not show that either. His face was calm, almost bored, like this was nothing more than another duty to complete.

“Other than him trying to make you understand that your pussy is the only thing in this world for him, I do not think there is any other thing interesting in marriage.” She looked at me, eyebrows raised, a playful scandalized expression crossing her face. “Not even going out for walks? Reading stories?” I laughed harder, throwing my head back. “Well, this all differs. It matters what kind of man you’re getting married to. He’s a prince, so definitely he actually should love the idea of reading stories.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Yonda said, nodding enthusiastically. “Their world, actually, their whole life was from a story.”