Secretly Married Novels & Stories

"Of course! I still love and care about you! I don't want you to make mistakes with other guys because of a trivial matter!" “But I don’t love you, Wil!. My heart still wants to try to cling to Brandon!” “Brandon! Brandon! Always Brandon! How interesting is he that you’ve been clinging to him for so long?” Isabella took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She averted her eyes as she let out her sobs, causing tears to well up in William's eyes. "I know Brandon is actually married," Isabella said softly. William rolled his eyes as he touched Isabella's arm with both hands. "How did you know? Their marriage was a secret."

"I'm sorry. This was a mistake. A huge mistake." "Wait." Caspian's voice stopped her. "You're married." How did he know that? Then she remembered. She'd told him last night. About Julian and the open marriage. "Yes." "To who?" "That's none of your business." "It is now. Because you just spent the night with me, and I have enemies. A lot of them. If they find out about you, they'll use you to get to me." He moved closer. "So I'm going to ask one more time. Who's your husband?"

My ever charming husband now seemed to be more of an asshole and a jerk… Our lovely seven years of marriage now looked like a big waist of time and resources, as I had resigned from my job just to be with him and I also didn't hesitant when he asked me to get involved with him in a hidden marriage and I had seen it to be a great way to finally get closer to him. In the seven years of my hidden marriage, I had conceived five children with each one of them stillborn. ____ "You killed Rory Mason's five children just to provide specimens for Brittney Maron’s medical experiments? Are you seriously okay? Those were your own flesh and blood!" Brian continued..

Three days before the wedding, the man I’d been with for six years told me he was already married. And I, his partner in building an empire, was to be his Donna in name only. In reality, his mistress. Sweat slicked the hard muscles of Blair’s back, soaking into the expensive silk sheets. He pinned me beneath him, his rough thumb tracing my collarbone, sending a shiver through me. He wouldn't let me turn away, his mouth crashing down on mine, staking his claim.

Two weeks before my wedding to Wendy Sutton, she gets a marriage certificate with someone else. That day, a screenshot from an unfamiliar group chat suddenly pops up in our wedding-planning group. The group is named "No One Stays Young Forever". A photo of Wendy and her new husband, Shiloh Caddel, is posted. They are beaming as they hold up the marriage certificate they've just obtained. Her brother asks, "You made sure Morgan doesn't know, right? Don't let this affect the wedding plans." My best friend replies, "Don't worry, he's still waiting for Wendy to come back so she can try on her wedding makeup." Her best friend chimes in, "They're only registering the marriage to make up for a

Richard shouted, "You bad guy! Even if we didn't contact each other in the past few years, you should have sent me a wedding invitation, shouldn't you?" As soon as he said that, he knitted his thick black eyebrows, "That's not right. I didn't hear that you've got married." "I haven't held a wedding yet." "So..." Richard was even more surprised when he heard this, "Did you get married secretly?" What the f*ck! James had wanted to announce to the world that he had got married a long time ago! However, the truth was that he really got married secretly... "Wow, Jimmy!" Richard laughed and reached out to pat James on the shoulder, "I didn't expect that a person like you would be so trendy. You ac

"I knew it! There's no use saying you really are married to that hot billionaire because I have been seeing you in a restaurant while being so intimate to each other!" "Yes, Sandra, And I also wanted to keep our conversation secret because our competitors might use this against us. I just want to protect our company." "Oh, all right. I will keep this as one. So now, continue telling me for more." My heart took a leap, but I still tried to gather my voice. "We married each other secretly, and we had lived somewhere far. And..." Could I speak for more? It's indeed hard for me to reminisce the time that Neil... "Neil forgot our marriage and --"

I clench my fists around the steering wheel. David and I have been married for almost eight years. He does not love me; I know that we got married because I was pregnant. I was eighteen, it was a drunken mistake. Who knew that everything they sold at the bar had alcohol in it. David was older than me and took responsibility as he put it at the time. He was thirty at the time. He told me he would be there for me and our baby, he was already in the navy at the time. Now he is a Navy seal and is deployed for years on end to months on end. He provides and loves his daughter; I cannot fault him for that.

My being married to Ignacio had to remain a secret to both Cullen and Drew. I was a Secret Wife.

His expression was serious, his eyes searching mine. “Marry… me?” I whispered. “Yes,” he said simply, his thumb stroking my cheek. “I don’t care about the whispers, or the past. I want you. As my wife.” Tears filled my eyes again, but this time, they weren’t from pain. They were from hope. From love. But then reality sank in. My chest tightened as I whispered, “Lucien… I’m still… I’m still legally tied to Dima.”