Ride Or Die Couples Novels & Stories

“The world sees us. But it’s ours first. Always ours.” As the city lights twinkled below, the penthouse alive with quiet celebration, Damian and Aria shared one final kiss under the stars, knowing they had conquered everything—together. Danger, deceit, and competition were all behind them. Ahead lay love, unity, and the power of two hearts and two empires bound as one. And in that minimalist, elegant wedding, the world watched silently, recognizing the strength, beauty, and indomitable partnership of Damian Cross and Aria Whitmore. They were no longer just individuals—they were a force. A union of power, love, and legacy.

replied Irfan hotly. She kept quiet cause she did not want to keep listening to any of the jargons coming out of his mouth. She looked out of the windshield. Her heart boiling with rage and fury. The rest of the drive to their new home was silent. How will two hot headed people live together. papers and magazines will make them look like the most happiest couples on earth, which was the biggest lie ever. Don't be blinded, all that glitters isn't gold..

I hadn't just invited my relatives and friends to the funeral—I'd also invited several content creators with huge followings. Phrases like "best friend" and "have a child with my husband" combined together were guaranteed traffic magnets—never mind what Evangeline proceeded to say next. Throwing caution to the wind, she cried, "Mari, I'm begging you. Save my son! Sean can't die!" I spread my hands and shrugged helplessly. "That's five million dollars. I've already handed my house over to Leo, and it's still not enough. If I could pay it back, wouldn't I have done it already?"

She takes her time to ask in return, "What will happen if one of us dies first?" I take a deep sigh, is not a question I’m prepared for, "In most cases, the other one withers and follows their mate to the afterlife. For werewolves couples, if either one dies the other one is affected because the bond is severed and debilitates the heart. Strong wolves can survive and even find a second chance mate. What? Are you thinking of someone already? I look down to her grinning.

Just to explain the camera part, Truce King is quite a popular public personnel and his sudden marriage is something every newspaper and magazine want to carry on their front page. “Thank you,” I force a smile on my face. Truce had instructed me to act happy for show. Almost everyone here doesn’t know that this is a contract “marriage.” The thought of spending a good five years of my life with this man is already exhausting as I think about it.

That was until Jesse Collin entered the picture. Initially, Bianca didn't treat him any differently. Yet, the moment Jesse dropped the bomb that he was a scion and brought a million-dollar deal to the company as a newcomer, Bianca began to get close to him; she'd have dinner with him, go shopping with him, and play video games with him. The two of them were joined at the hip. Because our colleagues didn't know we were married, they would gush about how they looked like the "it couple" right to my face.

"And you shall replace Beta Calista as the Alpha's wife." My head spun. The words slammed into me like a tidal wave. The events from yesterday replayed in my mind, each one worse than the last. How in Moon Goddess’ name am I supposed to marry that…monster? My stomach churned violently, threatening to betray me. My heart pounded like a frantic drum, and more tears streamed down my face, unrestrained. The Alpha’s expression remained a blank mask, unreadable and terrifying. I gathered every ounce of courage I had left and spoke, my voice trembling but loud enough to deliver my message.

Dorothy and Esmeralda stood forth at the same time. “We will be going too!” “Yeah, as his wives, we shouldn’t ever separate!” Phoenix glared at the two. “Do you think this is some kind of honeymoon vacation? We are risking our lives here!” Dorothy replied. “That’s exactly why we’re going! If he were to die, we must die with him!” “That’s right, if we have to die, we will die together!” Zendaya approached them too.

Like a couple, on the verge of destruction, unaware of their path. Closing her eyes, she responded out of frustration, “I don’t know. Nor that we don’t love each other, that we cheated or anything.” She said, gritting her teeth. She was right, They were the perfect couple, holding inexplicable, endearing emotions one dies to gain from their partner and they had this kind of life but- “But, our paths are different. Our ideologies differ. We are so close yet so far, Persephone.” Whispering, rage in his resonance was crystal-clear.

Not with him. I exhaled, “ Fine,” he smirked, “ keep your partners but it should private— I don't want to be tagged a fool twice for not knowing about my husband's affair,” Husband… a word I never imagined calling Kaden Petrović. I moved to the next line. “ And the date nights every Friday? Is that necessary?” “ Very…” He drawled, “ We're a couple. We should at least act like it.” I hated that he right so I didn't push it.