Selena Gomez Married Novels & Stories

Under the crushing pressure to settle down, I begged my boyfriend of seven years, Hayden, to marry me, planning to tie the knot first and explain to my family later. Hayden had agreed. I never imagined that on my wedding day, I would not just be waiting for Hayden, but also his childhood sweetheart, Selena. "Selena's child needs a father. I'll marry her first. Once we've fooled her family, I'll come back and marry you. "It's all for the child's mental health. Don't overthink it." Watching him walk into the chapel hand in hand with Selena from behind, I felt my heart shatter into pieces.

the nurse comforted her. "Really?" Cordelia Locke asked, half-believing. "Of course. After you were hospitalized, Young Master Ronan was extremely worried! I even saw him almost hit a doctor that day!" The nurse exclaimed, "Are you two married? You've been married for quite some time, right?" Cordelia Locke remained silent with a stern face. The nurse continued, incessantly chattering, "You're so fortunate to marry Young Master Ronan!" "Enough, help me back to bed," Cordelia Locke said coldly.

Anyone observing could clearly see the rays of affection in the eyes of the man often labeled as insensitive. “You can ask Vlora.” Velia turned to Vlora, and her husband's secretary smiled casually, seemingly not at all bothered by the decision. “Thanks, but we're sure we'll be fine, Ma’am.” Velia nodded. “Very well then. In that case, may your marriage be a happy one.” The line of guests continued. This time another couple approached them. “Congratulations!” Andreas shook hands with Maxwell Hernandez and said, “Oh, I thought you wouldn't even come to my party, considering you didn't even show up at your cousin's wedding.”

Kay (kneeling down): "Carmen, will you make me the happiest person in the world and marry me?" Carmen's eyes welled up with tears of joy, her hand covering her mouth in disbelief. Carmen: "Oh, Kay! Yes! A thousand times, yes!" Kay slips the ring onto Carmen's finger, and the rooftop restaurant erupts into applause, celebrating their love and the beautiful moment they've shared. As the couple embraces, the restaurant staff delivers glasses of champagne to toast the newly engaged couple. Kay and Carmen clink their glasses together, they talk about their visions again, lost in their own world of love and happiness, ready to embark on their journey towards a lifetime of love and togetherness.

Dylan disagreed. Luka had come to persuade him but he wouldn't bulge. Selena came out with her protruding belly. She was already pregnant and almost at childbirth. "Your Highness," she said. Because Dylan had left the palace, Selena wasn't crowned the Luna Queen. Selena didn't mind so far she was with Dylan. Marrying him was the best thing that happened to her. They had gotten married at the Vail pack and the place where she was once an abomination praised her and went on their knees for her.

As his fingers entwine with mine, the charm on our bracelets clinks together. And then he’s inside me—deep, thick, stretching me perfectly. “Fuck, you feel like heaven,” he moans against my neck, slowly rolling his hips. “So warm… so tight…” My back arches off the bed and fingers dig into his shoulders. His every thrust is slow and deep until he suddenly stills. He looks down at me, breathless, eyes soft and wild all at once. “Marry me, Selena,” he says, voice hoarse and raw with emotion. “Please… become my wife.”

Because now, I wasn’t just a woman out for revenge. I wasn’t just a mother running from a nightmare. I was Ryan DeMarco’s wife. And Bruce Hendricks had no idea what was coming. *** Across the Atlantic Selena stared at the report in her inbox. Her manicured finger hovered over the screen. A message from her spy embedded near Ryan’s estate. Ryan DeMarco and Elena Maxwell filed a private marriage contract. Effective immediately. Selena’s eyes went wide. “No…” she whispered. “No, no, no…” She picked up her phone and dialed.

her husband replied to me. “By the way, congratulations on your wedding. You married Elijah Luciero, right?” Selena's husband brought up. I froze the moment he mentioned that. Here I am again with this topic. He looks naive though, he doesn't know a thing. Selena pinched her hand, and that didn't escape my keen eyes. Of course, Selena knows everything. “Thanks. Congrats to the both of you, too!” I tried to make it sound like I am full of delight.

Selena turned to look at her husband. She gave him a bitter smile. “Do you want to hear the whole story? We only dated for one year during university.” Fane nodded his head. “No need to explain.” It was true that she did not need to explain anything. After all, everything that happened before he met Selena was her business. Additionally, he clearly remembered what he saw—blood on the sheet—during their wedding night. It indicated that Selena was not someone who slept around.