Sue Sylvester Marries Herself Novels & Stories

The crowd that had been speaking just moments before instantly fell silent. Even Stanley was taken aback. "Sue, what's wrong with you today?" Before Susanne could respond, Hubert pointed at Stanley and asked, "Is he your husband?" "Yes, Mr. Maynard. Sue just agreed to my proposal today," Stanley replied. At that, I let out a mocking laugh, then added, "That's right, and I was there to witness the proposal. So, Susanne, let's get a divorce. I'll set you free."

Luna smiled and replied, "Today I'm in a very good mood, so I'm not going to indulge you." "Oh, really? Well, I know you will want to see what I have on my finger." "And what's that supposed to mean? Why would you think it would interest me?" Luna asked feeling irritated. Sylvia revealed her finger and said, "Yeah, Cyrus engaged me and we've just set our wedding date. We'll be back here a few days later to officially sign the documents. We're getting married. I bet you just want to die of jealousy." Luna smiled and acted surprised, "You're getting married, and you think I'll be jealous? Oh, Sylvia, I'm so sorry for you."

The servants brought some tea and snacks and then left them alone. Sue was a no-nonsense woman who always speaking her mind. And this time was no different when she met Oprah. She stared at Oprah sharply and said, "I'm not gonna beat around the bush with you." Oprah nodded, "Just say it straight." Taking a sip of coffee, Sue said, "There's no way Burgess will marry an average woman, let alone his stepmother's daughter. If word gets out, he'll be a laughingstock. Now that you've messed up and got yourself pregnant, if you agree to get rid of the baby, I'll give you a ton of money and even arrange for you to study abroad at the Harrison Group."

[Apple] My handsome mate, the mightiest alpha in the west, is kneeling before me with his heart in his hands. “...You are already my Luna. Would you honor me by becoming my wife?” I can taste my pulse on the back of my tongue. So much has happened so fast. But when he looks up at me with those eyes the color of the sea, I know I’m lost. Bending down, I answer him with kisses, sparks igniting between us as my energy flows into him from where our lips touch. “Yes Sylvester Sterling,” I smile against his mouth. “I’ll marry you.”

"I want to talk to you about something." "Hmm, I am listening." Gloria was looking down at her feet. "I...I can't do this." "Can't do what?" He asked her who lifted her head and Sylvester noticed that she was crying. "Are you crying? Why are you crying? What happened?" Gloria sat down. "I beg you, please let's get married. You can divorce me later. And I will never come in your way....I...." Sylvester's heart ached seeing her crying like this. He sat down and took her in his embrace.

' he concluded. 'You can't be serious!' I whispered. 'Try me!' he said ruthlessly. 'On the other hand, you can marry me. We would be Alpha and Luna in name only just so that those pups will have a stable home. If you are not selfish enough to consider that, then you let me know right now!' 'You really mean it?' I asked shocked that Sylvester could still be this ruthless. 'You are a beast!' I screamed, my chest heaving with anger and bitterness, recalling afresh why I could never freely accept him as my mate.

Sylvia's face stiffened at that, but she didn't say anything more. A month after Owen's divorce from his first wife, he and Sylvia tied the knot. Sylvia, a girl from a small town, was a leading actress in local plays. At 16, she met Owen, a young man from the bustling city of Ventropolis, who was teaching in her town. Despite their seven-year age difference, they immediately felt a connection. However, two years into their relationship, Owen returned to Ventropolis. Sylvia patiently waited for him for three years. During that time, he visited her and promised to return in three months to marry her. But heartbreak awaited Sylvia; she discovered that Owen had wed another woman named Frida Youn

I didn't want her to figure out that they were two Sophias, after all. "Forget about that, what have you been up to recently?" I said, as I eyed her suspiciously. "Why did you decide to come to Kingstown?" Sylvia had moved here as soon as the marraige happened, was it because she wanted to be closer to that Sophia? Sylvia waved her hands dismissively, "I told you this before, didn't I? My parents were forcing me to get married! Since you got married, my mother has set her eyes on me and she wants me to be next. Of course, I am not just going to sit there and let them force me into a marraige. I had to get out one way or another. So I decided to come here, besides, you are here and it would b

There’s a faint worry line on her brow, and her gaze is far away, distant. “Please, help yourself to a sandwich,” I tell Sylvia, picking up the second half of my roast beef sandwich. “What’s going on?” “Remember how my mother said she’d arranged a marriage for me, and that I’d be meeting him shortly?” Sylvia says quietly, staring straight ahead. She picks up a sandwich, but doesn’t take a single bite. “I do, yeah,” I reply cautiously. Sylvia sucks in a tense breath. “Well, I met him yesterday.”

"No, this Theo isn't married. He's divorced, actually, two years now. Financial consultant, works out of the same building as Sinclair Capital sometimes for client meetings…" "Oh my god, that's not the same Theo," I said, relief and amusement tangling together. "I panicked for a second there. Sorry. Continue." "We met at a coffee shop, of all places, months ago. It's been slow, careful. I wasn't ready to tell anyone until I was sure it was actually going somewhere." Ava's voice steadied slightly. "It's going somewhere, Jasmine. He met Lily last week. She adored him instantly, which honestly scared me more than anything else about this whole relationship."