Surprise Marriage Comic Novels & Stories

** We were three men, half-drunk and emotionally bruised, sitting in my penthouse like the world had ended and we were waiting for the aftershocks. Santino was halfway through my dumplings. Dante was halfway through his third drink. I was halfway to a breakdown. Then Dante cleared his throat. “I have an announcement.” Santino looked up, suspicious. “You’re not dying, are you?” “Worse,” Dante said, grinning. “I’m getting married.” I blinked. Santino choked on his drink. “You’re what?” “Married,” Dante repeated, like it was a word he’d just learned and decided to ruin. “Tying the knot. Locking it down. Putting a ring on it.”

At least they recover quicker than human women. "Oh shit." Carlie cusses at the dinner table, and Val's parents look like they're about to clutch their pearls. "My water just broke." Ash pales instantly while the women spring to action. Even Hazel is helpful, giving support as Carlie is escorted out of the Dining Hall and into the room they set up for this occasion. "Ash? Are you going with your wife?" I wave my hand in front of his face. "I'm about to have a baby." He mumbled in a panic.

“I knew they were dating, but marriage so soon? My brother really knows how to seal the deal. How did he even pull that off?” With a mix of disbelief and curiosity, Jerry scrolled through the article, which featured photos of the newlyweds. His phone buzzed with notifications as more updates and comments rolled in, but his focus remained fixed on the images of Ray and Liliana. “Wow, Ray,” Jerry said, shaking his head with a bemused grin. “You sure know how to make a splash.” He couldn’t help but laugh a little, finding the situation both hilarious and absurd. “Of course, he’d marry the one person who’s been at the center of so much drama. Leave it to Ray to pick the most complicated partner.

My 30th birthday. My childhood friend, Jax, told me to meet him at Chicago City Hall. “Wear the custom wedding dress. Bring your ID.” He promised me a surprise I’d never forget. But when I got there, he just casually lifted his cigar to his rich friends. “See? She actually wore the wedding dress. Pay up. The limited-edition Aston Martin is mine.” Then, he turned to me. “Clara. It was a joke. You didn’t take it seriously, did you?” I said nothing. He was so sure of himself. No matter what he did, I was his little shadow. The girl who couldn't live without him. I’d always come crawling back, crying, begging him to marry me. His face, the one I used to love, twisted into a sneer. “If you’re tha

“ I've been trying to call you, Dominique sent in some divorce papers and the will states that the property is now in his name! What are you going to do? You're not going to divorce him right? Right?” I smiled more of a cold smile than a friendly one. “ I'll be there tomorrow, inform Dominique, I want him there when I sign it as for the will… I don't care he can have it.” “ But yo-you worked so hard for this!” “ I know, but he made his choice and I made mine and also prepare some marriage certificates, I and my husband will be there tomorrow.” “ Husband!? What?!!” “ Bye!!” “ Gen? wait! Don't—” I ended the call, handing the phone back to Charles.

Amelia’s POV The man in front of me gave a faint smile. Not even two hours after that strange encounter, I was already walking out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a marriage certificate in my hand. It didn’t feel real. That thin document with the red cover now bound my life to a man I had only met this morning. “Miss, congratulations on your marriage,” he said, his tone still calm. I lifted my head to look at him. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. His face looked as if it was truly filled with happiness, as though this was the happiest day of his life. For me, everything was still blurry, like a strange dream that happened far too quickly.

"Why are you surprised? He is my husband. We are legally married, right?" "So you mean, you've given up on your virginity?" Cedy asks still in disbelief. "Why did you give up? Didn't you say you had a girlfriend—" "They should just get separated. For sure the two have already broken up because Aurora is there," said Cedy who I don't know if he was happy about what happened or not.

“I’m curious to know.” “I don’t mean to be rude, sir,” the woman cut in sharply, “but we have no interest in discussing that.” She tugged at Leônidas’s arm, but he didn’t move. Ruan’s eyes fell to their hands, to the matching wedding bands on their fingers. “You got married?” Ruan asked, genuinely surprised. “So that’s why…”

God, no, it can’t be what I’m thinking. “Lila and I…” he resumes, reaching over and taking her hand on top of the table. My gaze falls on their joined hands. “We’re getting married.” For the first few seconds, I fail to comprehend what he just said. Then, I bark out an ugly laugh, my eyes jumping between both of them and their hands. “Is this a prank? Colt, what are you talking about?” No one answers. “Where in the world are cousins allowed to get married? Is this some elaborate, sick joke? Except it’s not funny. Where is the camera? Call the crew and call it off.”

We spent the whole night together, and he kept smiling at me as if I was the most beautiful kid he'd ever met. I still remember his words vividly, saying, 'I like you. I want to marry you someday.' Until now, I can feel the thrill and excitement whenever I recall that. I was about to reply to his message, but suddenly, my phone rang. My fingers were trembling as I answered it. "Hello, Mr. Anderson?" I forced myself to calm down so I wouldn't stutter. "Oh, hi Ms. Smith! I was just wondering, was I able to surprise you? You didn't respond." Actually, I was surprised by his sudden decision.