Novel & Cerita Second Chance Marriage Romance Books

Gasps erupted from the room, but they all kept mute when Christopher threw them a look. “We had a deal. It was like...a contract marriage. I had asked her to get married to me and we would be divorced after six months. When Dad proposed I was to get married before I could become CEO it didn't seem like a big deal to me. I had Jessica my girlfriend, so I thought. Not until she rejected my proposal. I was devastated and heart broken. I couldn't lose on both sides, so I seek the advice of my friend Benjamin and we decided to look for a lady who will be interested in being a wife for six months for a $100,000 and get divorced after the six months. It was a hard task as the ladies willing to do i

Chris added, "Your best friends should be happy for you, wishing you well now that you’re married. However, what about yours? Instead of celebrating, they pity you as if you've entered a grave. Isn't that a kind of curse?" "Don’t be ridiculous," Paige protested. "Am I making it up?" Chris challenged. "Does marrying me sound pitiable to you? Do you think marrying me means being unhappy?" Paige could not say she was unhappy. Since marrying Chris, her life had taken a turn for the better. They say marriage was a woman's second chance at life, and her second life was far better than the first.

“So she mated me with Alex because she thought we’d be a good match?” I wince. “That's something I can’t explain, and I’m sorry. I’m only grateful that she’s led you into my path where you’re safe. She’s granted us both a second chance, which is unheard of in our realm.” She’s startled. “Oh.” At first, it felt like half of my soul had been ripped from me. But since you came into my life, I’ve been fighting a thousand different emotions.” “How long were you together for?” “Almost two years.”

“Then trust me. I will never let anything go wrong as long as you are with me. I had always dreamt of a wedding, not lavish or luxurious, but with a man I love. I had always planned my life with Marshall, though he wasn't much of a future planner. He would always live in the moment. But I wanted to do it the way I am doing it now. The food, the rings, the decorations. I would say I am more escalated with happiness because there was a moment when I lost all my hopes in finding love. I even thought I would never get married and would have to live my life lonely. But then you came barreling into my life and knocked me out. I would understand if you want to take time, I would wait for you, I wou

“It’s not about love or feelings. Fine, I get that you’re worried about Isabella, but you shouldn’t be. You’ll be Adrian’s wife, recognised by the law and the society; Isabella is nothing but a mere mistress.” “But she would still be there?” Margaret scoffed, running a hand through her hair as she muttered under her breath, thinking I didn’t hear her. “Children of these days.” Then louder. “Listen, honey, Men are not perfect. They come with faults and all and Adrian happens to be a man desired by multiple women.” “So, that gives him a guarantee to treat me like trash and number me?” “Of course not,” she sighed tiredly. “Look, I bet you as soon as you get married to Adrian and give him an hei

In the past, for Brandon's sake, I had lowered myself to no end. Just before I hung up, I heard the sound of glass shattering on his end. "It's all my fault… I'm the one who lost you…" However, I did not dwell on that call. From the moment I was reborn, there was never going to be anything between us again. In fact, I had something far more important to worry about. The wedding. Three months later, across two lifetimes, I was getting married for the very first time.

They looked like the perfect couple you see on reality shows and that made my stomach twist with disgust. “Sorry we are late,” he apologised, exchanging glances at Sarah. “But we have an announcement.” I rolled my eyes, shaking my head in disbelief. They still want to make a scene at our second chance wedding. How low can they go? He looked at me lazily, as if I were nothing. “Sarah is pregnant,” he said casually. “And we have decided to keep the child.” I froze. My heart sank into my stomach. His mother's face lit up. “Oh my God, congratulations,” she said, wrapping her arms around Sarah. “I'm so happy. Thank you so much, Sarah.”

“I’m here to decide what I can live with.” Lady Serephine’s hand slid from her belly to the edge of her gown, fingers smoothing fabric as if Elowen’s words were merely noise. “Decide,” she echoed softly. “But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.”

"Not done with him yet." She gave him a small look. "You always seem like you’ve got everything handled, but this seems like… a lot." Liam ran a hand through his hair, exhaling. "It is. But that’s the price of power, Emily." For a moment, neither of them said a word. This marriage had started as nothing more than a deal, but now, there was something different—an unspoken connection, a tension lingering between them, just beneath the surface. Liam’s gaze dropped to her lips for half a second before he looked away. "You should get some sleep."

*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* We are moving towards the end of the story. What next story would you like to read? Forced marriage or pregnancy or divorce. I have three plots in my mind right now. Also, thank you for reading this book. I really appreciate all of you.