Ride Or Die Couples Novels & Stories

Do you think that having a marriage certificate makes you and her an invincible couple? "No!" Jasper looked at Bradley and spoke each word slowly. "Bradley, from the moment you forcibly took Esther away to donate bone marrow to Felix, there could only be deep-seated enmity between you two! You and her, for the rest of your lives, can only be enemies—never lovers, never husband and wife." Bradley's fists clenched tightly, his expression fierce, and a chilling and sinister aura surged in his eyes.

And when he met Sophie, who looked at him as if he were her entire world, he said yes without hesitation. He thought it was a new beginning. He never expected that the one who became captain would be him. And in the fourth year of his marriage, Zack died on a mission. When he saw Clara again—pregnant, alone, with nowhere to turn—something he thought long dead stirred back to life. Even though he knew, no matter what, he would never betray Sophie. But he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to take care of her, stay close, and give her something to lean on.

Edmond hit the floor, eyes glued to the corpse like the air had been punched out of him. The noise brought company—Philip barged in, and that's when I knew they were both back. Ariel floated beside me. We watched in silence. I knew she wanted this moment too. The big reveal. The crash of those two men who always acted untouchable. What now, now that their dead wives were staring back at them? Philip ran over, trying to haul Edmond up, but Edmond jerked his arm so hard, Philip nearly ate the floor.

“Remember?” I remembered. We had been sixteen, sitting on the balcony of her father’s estate, legs dangling over marble railings as we whispered about our futures. Both our fathers were mafia leaders. We were born into blood and power. We would marry kings, we had promised each other. “And now?” Ariya continued. “Now some woman appears out of nowhere with a child and ruins everything.” My jaw tightened. “Abigail didn’t ruin anything. She complicated it.” Ariya laughed bitterly. “You’re still defending her?”

“What are you talking about?” Drake smiled wider, like he’d been waiting for that question. “You want this to end, right? The running, the fighting, the cops, the fear? You want me gone?” “Obviously,” Cameron spat. “Then marry me.” The words hung in the air like smoke. For a second, I thought I’d misheard him. “What?” I whispered. Drake’s eyes never left Cameron. “You heard me. You marry me, and I’ll walk away. No more threats. No more games. I’ll even let the happy couple here live to tell the tale.” He gestured at my parents, who were trembling, confused, terrified.

“Let’s go, Cameron, I’ll take you to my apartment.” “You’re not taking Cameron with you!” A third male voice called their attention. Ace looked behind Cameron. He smiled mockingly as soon as he saw who it was. Diego had arrived, and judging by the way he was looking at them it was clear the man felt betrayed. In which world a man would like to see his wife seeing another man? It seemed like Diego was forgetting a little something; Cameron and Diego were married based on a contract. None of them had any right above the other.

"Exactly! He made it sound so profitable, but the whole time he was just planning to fake his death and flee the country! Who knows what kind of crime he committed that made him flee?!" "Thank God he died, or we'd never get our money back!" "Hurry up and return our money! Otherwise, we're taking your stuff as payment!" "That's right! I'm taking the TV! Come on, grab something too." I was delighted to see the chaos inside. My in-laws couldn't hold their own against this many people, especially since they were in the wrong. No one cared that they had just lost their son. Tiffany spotted me and rushed over, pulling me into the house. "She's my daughter-in-law! Go after her if you want an explan

Riki blinked. "Hmm...sure, that sounds good," Odette smiled. "Wait! In honor of our quest to Transylvania: Have you ever heard the story of the female vampire and male werewolf who fell in love with each other? They had to fight the opposition of their families and other people, they even lost friends but in the end they got married and lived happy together for a time." "Yes?" I asked. "But tragedy came when the werewolf died suddenly the day they celebrated 25 years of marriage," Odette faux-frowned. "Does anyone know why?" We looked around.

"I'm only yours to love and yours to kill, Sofiya." "No dying now, Vlad. Only after I die." Like most vampire-werewolf couples, we had a pact. Since vampires were immortal and werewolves were not, we had decided that once I die, Vlad would kill himself so we would be together in the afterlife. Every couple did it. It sounded crazy but it was better than living with the pain of being without your mate for the rest of eternity. He smiled in the way he usually did when he agreed with me and then gave me a toe-curling kiss, sending sparks zapping through my entire body. I let out a grunt when Valeralyn kicked hard, wanting some love too.

We even spent a couple weeks at a time just in our shifter forms in the woods. But above all, we met some couples who were real fated mates. Such a thing so rare anymore, most didn’t believe in it. I didn’t know what I believed in, but love? Fuck love. The only love I have is for Mags, and I like it that way. She’s proven herself to be loyal, to be real family and I’d do anything for her. *I smell bacon. Let’s eat and hit Clover since you were a bitch last night,* Mick says, yawning.