Scene From A Marriage Novels & Stories

‎‍ ‎“—I no⁠w‌ pronounce you husband and wife.” ‎A si⁠n‍g‌le came⁠ra clicked. The world outside would soon se‍e the still frame: D‌a⁠mon‌ Hale‍, the untouchable billionai⁠re, finally married. A perfe⁠ct image.⁠ ‎ ‎Then cam‌e t⁠he line I hadn’t planned for. ‎“You may kiss⁠ the bride.” ‎ ‎Aria looke‍d up, startled. The contract hadn’t mentioned this part.

The very place that had once felt like a home now loomed over her like a prison. Madison’s words stung like a slap. “Yes, Mrs. Asher, we will live in your mansion as my husband, Mr. Samuel , has signed a deal with your husband, Mr. Asher until they complete their project. We will live here; hope you don’t have any problems!” The hurt in Madison’s eyes was unmistakable, and Sophia couldn’t bear to meet her gaze. The hatred simmering just beneath the surface was too much to confront.

Matthias was so petrified he peed his pants, stammering out a shaky chorus of "Yes, yes, yes." Ella was shaking like a leaf, squatting down and clutching her head as she tried to explain away the chaos, "Don't get it twisted, I was just setting my husband straight, it's just a family spat, no need for the cavalry." Harold chimed in, his face cycling through shades of panic. "Exactly, it's just a little domestic drama, their own private business, no need for strangers to butt in." He was clearly scared out of his wits, his voice quivering as he turned to me.

He asked, shifting glances between me and Eric and then narrowing his eyes at Eric's mother. And just then, the witch spoke, "Oh, don't let me stop the lovebirds. Proceed, proceed. I'm eager to witness this heartwarming exchange of vows." I clenched my jaw, my grip around my bouquet tightening. Jamila and I exchanged exasperated glances. The whole scene felt like a chaotic circus and I couldn't decide if I wanted to laugh or scream. I couldn't shake off the feeling that this marriage was spiralling into a disaster. The scent of the flowers around us, once sweet, now felt suffocating. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions brewing within me.

Kairus said softly, his voice laced with emotion as he gazed lovingly at Avyanna, his eyes reflecting all the memories they had shared and the future they were about to build. Avyanna smiled warmly, her heart fluttering at Kairus's words. She squeezed his hand gently, her own emotions threatening to spill over. "I’m happy too... more than words can ever say," she whispered back, her voice trembling slightly with the weight of everything they had endured together. The marriage bureau stood tall before them — a simple building, yet to them, it symbolized a monumental moment. The glass doors reflected their joined hands and hopeful faces, like a mirror of the life they had fought so hard to rea

My eyes search for Alex, and there he is, standing tall and resolute at the altar, his smile gentle yet filled with profound emotion. The officiant, a respected elder from both packs, raises his hands for silence. “We gather here not only to witness a marriage but to celebrate the union of two worlds, long divided by conflict, now brought together by the transcendent power of love. Alex and Lily, as you join your lives, remember that your union is a beacon for all who seek peace and understanding.”

"Ummh Sean, Let's get married tomorrow, okay, I'm not leaving you, we'll be together forever" Mimin who saw the scene in front of her involuntarily shed tears, Din handed her a handkerchief. "Oh, it’s beautiful, ems my favorite couple" As the scene neared its conclusion, an abrupt roar erupted from the rear of the set, prompting everyone's attention to swiftly pivot in search of its origin. Arland and Vers, seated on the couch, also cast their glances about. Suddenly, the towering board that had served as the apartment's partition abruptly tilted, hurtling precariously toward the duo.

They are both dominant personalities trying to occupy the same space without yielding, which apparently means they spend most of their marriage debating instead of fucking. Unfortunate, really. There has to be a balance for things to work. Or at least that is how it works, in my experience. But before I can think too deeply about them or continue comparing them to us, our names appear on screen. Immediately, something is not right. The music changes, that’s the first thing I notice. The previous couples received hopeful music, playful even. Ours is different. Sadder. They begin by showing footage of the pack house. Exterior first, then interior. The long corridors. The black marble floors. I

The warm tones of her skin complemented the intricate embroidery on her dress, and her dark hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded down her back. As she smiled at Scott, her brown eyes crinkled at the corners, and her whole face lit up with joy. She was a vision of loveliness, and Scott couldn't help but feel grateful to have her by his side. “You are very beautiful, my wife.” Scott whispered, and she blushed as she muttered a soft, “Thank you.” The village elder, a wise and respected figure, began the ceremony, his voice calm and soothing. The crowd fell silent, awaiting the union of the couple. The atmosphere was filled with anticipation, love, and joy as Scott and Marvela prepared t

"Just like a newlywed, he'll carry me to our room and we'll take a bath together and, well..." I smiled and didn't add anything to my mind. "What a naughty mind you have right now, Aurora! Stop your malicious mind! You shouldn't think about that because it's really different from other couples who were deeply in love with each other. Just imagine that this will all end and this will happen in a real marriage with the man for you. So self, just go with the flow. You and Damien will be free to this marriage very soon..."