Oh No! Married To My Nemesis Novels & Stories

Myaeb would have helped Enoch's business better than his son, who was currently ruining everything with his poor decisions. "Did you just decide to marry me? We've never met, and in no world is that normal," she threw back at me. I had not expected her to get confrontational with me. I lean in and shake my head. "I guess I am not normal, right?" I smirk, and she looks at me unimpressed by my choice of words. "At least not according to the rumours." "You want to know a lot, but the truth is that the less you know, the safer you are," I say. It's too early to let her know she was going to work against her family. "I am your husband now, and that is all that matters."

“I’m a married woman, Rafael! I don’t belong here. You shouldn’t be doing this. My husband... he’s trying to make things right. He owes you, but he’s working on paying you back! Don’t... don’t use me like this. Don’t make me your... your pawn. That’s barbaric!” Rafael stepped closer, the intensity of his presence suffocating me. His words cut through the air like a slap. “Oh, I see,” he said, his voice oozing with disdain. “So you think your husband is some kind of knight in shining armor, huh? The reality is, your husband is living his best life while you’re here, getting all worried about him. He doesn’t want you. He never did. He married you for one reason—to use you as bait to make money

“That I love her. That we can work things out. That maybe marriage is a possibility, down the line.” Maybe marriage is a possibility down the line. Wow. He really knows how to woo a girl. “Well, I’m afraid you’re too late.” I feel a sweet, sadistic pleasure at saying the words. “She’s married.” “What?” Richard frowns blankly, clearly unable to process my words. “She’s married.” “What do you mean, she’s married?” He still looks baffled. For God’s sake, what does he bloody think I mean? “She’s married! She’s taken! In fact, she’s just flown off on her honeymoon to Ikonos.” I check my watch. “She’s in the air right now.”

but today he did look stunning. Only if Ralph can see him, he would have fallen head over heels for him. The slow music started playing making me come back to the reality that I was marrying my enemy. Even though he looked stunning, his behavior still reflected in front of me. My brain flashed the memory of the past few days we met like a projector. I really am scared thinking how I'm going to live my next one year with him, under the same roof.

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

“This is your home now, Selina. Whether either of us likes it or not.” Then he was gone, and I was left standing in a kitchen that smelled of coffee and expensive restraint, with the distinct and uncomfortable feeling that Adrian Bellington was going to be far more difficult to hate in practice than he had ever been in theory. I had come into this marriage with a plan. A clear, simple, three-part plan: endure, observe, and escape. He was already complicating part one. And we hadn’t even made it to the second morning.

The third time my fiancé, Rafael, confronted me over a dancer, she was carrying his heir. This time, I buried all my love for him. On what should have been our wedding day, still in my gown, I left him at the altar and walked into the church on the arm of his sworn enemy. Over the phone, the man cursed softly, his tone a mix of frustration and fond exasperation. "Principessa, of all the times to finally come around, you pick now? I'm in Sicily. I can't do much from here."

You've never once loved anyone but yourself! I didn't bother pulling my punches. "Mr. Clark, Gideon and I received our marriage certificate from the state three days ago. We are now a legally married couple. So, if you have nothing else to say, please leave." I couldn't resist adding a snide remark, "You should go to Sophia if you're going to throw a hissy fit. After all, you two had registered your marriage and are a lawfully wedded couple." "No! I don't have a wife! Not anymore!" William shouted in desperation.

"You are not wrong. I have main target but I will include Knight. He is the root of this so he deserves to be acknowledged." "So, are you planning to use the obsession character your husband has?" I nodded but rolled my eyes afterwards. "He is not my husband. He is just someone I signed up papers with." ... "Does not change it, you signed marriage documents, idiot."

"Seriously? I am not joking here, you did not read the news?" Nero shrugged. "Neither am I joking. The world does not revolve around you. Why would I read something about you?" I shook my head. "You are infuriating." Nero smiled. "And so are you. So what exactly is bothering you.” I knew he was not going to drop it. “I got married.” I finally said. “Woah!! Congratu… WHAT??? WITHOUT ME???” He yelled. The reaction I was dreading. “Yes without you.”