Selena Gomez Married Novels & Stories

After their farewells, Selena led Alessandro and Giselle home. Selena remained silent on the way back. Seeing her husband waiting, she announced, “The wedding guardian is settled. We need to decide on the wedding date.” *** “Dad, what’s wrong?” Netty asked, noticing her father’s gloomy expression in the kitchen. The fifteen-year-old girl was Selena’s daughter from her marriage to Raffaele. Raffaele still couldn’t believe that Selena, at fifty, had become pregnant and given birth. Seeing his pensive mood, Netty couldn’t stay silent.

I walked over to her, and crouched near her, so I could look at her in the eye. "Adam got married to someone else. Not Selena, he married another woman!"

James chuckled. "Yay, wedding." Selena squealed Our family congratulated us. Sophia and Lance where over the moon about our engagement. Especially because this was James. The man had to disappear 2 years to get his shit together. "We can be unholy till death do us a apart." He whispered. "I'm pretty sure we were already doing that." I chuckled as he chuckled too. We celebrated with everyone. I was so freaking happy. 1 year later A beautiful year with happiness. We got married in Hawaii. Selena was four years old. We got married the day of her birthday and celebrated her birthday there too. it was a double celebration. Well triple. Emma gave birth there. so much to celebrate in Hawaii.

‘’S-Selena, he’s your husband? Husband... My ears felt a little itchy just by hearing someone address me as that. ‘’You’re married?!” ‘’Selena’s married?’’ ‘’I mean she has a big child already...’’ ‘’I did remember the rumors at school that she got married early.’’ ‘’She was pregnant at that time too.’’ ‘’How did she find such good-looking husband?’’ The humans murmur among themselves as they waited Selena’s reply in great expectations, the shock in their voices very evident.

I excused myself to make a call to my men who had been observing her, but was interrupted by Gina. How could she be pregnant? My promise of marriage was made out of pity and low self-esteem. I never anticipated an opportunity to gain Selene would come to pass. I was hesitant to confront her while she had her inner instinct; I knew she could easily reach out to Caspian, which would complicate matters. “Gina, I need to go. Congratulations,” I said, trying to brush her off. She smiled sheepishly, responding, “Congratulations to us! What about the marriage?”

she advised. "The last time I saw Selena she didn't say such to me, we settled our differences" he said rubbing his eyes. He couldn't still believe that he mistook Maryann for Selena. Maryann stared at him for a while wondering if he was still in his right senses. "Louis..., Selena is getting married in few weeks time, wake up from this slumber of yours" Thelma yelled. "I would not let that happen mum, Selena is mine and mine forever" he walked away angrily.

“Why?” Selena sighed dramatically. “Nothing much. I just suddenly hate Damien. He never treated me like his mate, even after marrying me. And then, I found my real mate.” Hazel’s eyebrows shot up. “You found your mate? After marrying Damien?” Selena nodded. “One of the new knights. I met him the day before my wedding. I couldn’t reject him, and I love him. And… well, I’m pregnant.” Hazel groaned. “I did not need that information.”

“We are all gathered here to celebrate the marriage of Cassandra York with Selena Chase.” The man started the ceremony and the guests fell quiet as all eyes rested on them. Selena was mesmerized by the doctor, by that knowing smile on her lips. It was happening. God. It wasn’t one of those dreams. They were really getting married. She felt her brushing her thumb across her fingers where their hands were linked and emotions she never knew flooded through her chest.

He didn’t argue. I looked up at Dante, stunned, barely able to breathe. “Why…? Why did you come?” I whispered. He met my eyes and held my face gently. “Because I will always come for you.” And in front of everyone, he slid the ring El Chapo had once held onto my finger. “I, Dante, take Selena, to be mine. Legally. Emotionally. Entirely.” I blinked back tears as he kissed me. I didn’t even hear the priest pronounce us husband and wife. But I heard what came next.

He even refused to wear his wedding ring in public. But here he was, holding Selena's hand, his eyes brimming with affection. "Selena's health isn't great, and she doesn't have much energy. All she really wants to do is focus on her art. "She has made it clear she doesn't want to get married or have kids. She doesn't want to be tied down by marriage." "Surely Mr. and Mrs. Lewis wouldn't agree to that? Are you planning to find some woman to marry and have kids to appease them?" someone asked.