Survival Marriage Novels & Stories

“W..what?” She asked, When he made no signs of saying any other thing to her, she continued. “How can you propose such a thing? Marriage.. It's a very serious thing.” She mumbled. It did not matter if she liked him or not. she had always dreamt of marrying someone whom she was in love with. Someone that she could spend the entire day with, her entire years on this earth with and still love the person no matter what happened. She didn't want to marry someone just because a scandal had broke out.

She made quite an appearance and people couldn't stop talking about the bride, Elora's mom was too happy to see her daughter married to care about the look people sent her way, Dr Walker, though he was happy for his friend, he was surprised he was getting married, to a human at that, They exchanged rings and vowed to support, love and cherish one another for the rest of their lives, Elora vowed silently to show him so much love that he'll never feel sad again. when it was time for the couples to kiss, Elora did another weird thing by kissing Nicholas and not letting him go for another 10 minutes, the guests were too happy to object. As soon as Elora let go of him, Nicholas glared at her, but

I managed to control my voice as I asked, "Did you know that the baby passed every health check? He always responded whenever I placed my hand on my stomach. "Did you know that the doctor told me that the baby kept fighting until the final second? If we had only been slightly earlier—even by one minute—he would have survived!" Upon hearing that, Wallace immediately fell silent, his expression hardening. He still refused to agree to the divorce, though. "I understand how devastated you are over losing the baby, Meryl—I am as well. That doesn't mean we have to get a divorce, though, especially since our relationship hasn't reached that breaking point. You should think about this rationally—"

What a tricky part! “Two, the marriage will end a year and a half after you take your inheritance,” I voiced, and I looked at his reaction, expecting him to say something, but he stayed quiet, staring at his phone, inexpressive. “Three, I don’t stay much at the house and can stay where I want to stay.” He nods and critiques, “Two bargains reasonable for me.” “Okay, and the third, there’s no kissing or anything beyond that.” His eyes looked at me, smirking, and teased, “You don’t want to taste how good a kisser I am?”

"I love you too. Even when your mother orchestrates fake pregnancies and your ex-lovers die making deathbed confessions. We're going to survive this, Liam. Together." They stood in that hospital hallway, holding each other while around them life continued—nurses rushing past, visitors searching for rooms, the constant beep and hum of medical equipment. Two people who'd been strangers four months ago, who'd entered a contract marriage built on coercion and manipulation, choosing each other despite every reason not to.

This wasn't a standard marriage contract; it was a covenant of protection, written by a woman who knew the world was dangerous and a father—Braham’s father—who didn't trust the man his fellow wolf’s daughter had chosen. "Listen to this," I choked out, my voice thick with the salt of my tears. " 'In the event of the death of one partner, the surviving spouse shall enter a period of mourning for no less than three and a half years. During this time, they shall not enter into a new romantic union or contract of marriage.'” I looked at the bed we had just moved. "They were together within months… and got married in a year and a few months. He didn't even wait for the grass to grow on her grave."

"Emma, your dad learned to be a real husband and father because your mom showed him what partnership means. And Emma, you'll know that good men exist because you watched your parents choose each other every day." Margaret's toast made people cry, her words showing years of regret turned into thankfulness. Elena rose with the respect of generations of Romano women. "Bella and Mikel, this family has survived bankruptcy, betrayal, kidnapping, stalking, and a brother trying to destroy us." Thomas shifted, but Elena smiled warmly. "We survived because Romano women have always known that the strongest marriages aren't just about passion. They're about respect, partnership, and choosing each other

Mary asked Natasha in surprise. "Come on Mom. Don't pretend like you don't know why I don't want to marry him. I wanted to marry him when he was healthy, but now he is in a wheelchair, and there is no way he will get better. He is a crippled man now and won't be able to stand up. I can't drag his wheelchair around for the rest of my life. I am a model. I have a bright future. I don't want to ruin my future by marrying him.