Survival Marriage Novels & Stories

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

"If you do, they can’t accuse you of instability. You’ll have a partner, and a shield. It gives you standing, both socially and legally.” I shook my head, rising to my feet. “You can’t be serious. A marriage? After everything, after Rowan...." I couldn't continue. “I can’t do that to myself again.” Michael set the glass down. “This isn’t Rowan. And it isn’t about love. It’s about survival.” I stopped, staring at my reflection in the window. A marriage in name only. A shield. A strategy. Was that what my life had come to? Pretending, surviving, strategizing, always in chains disguised as choices?

It made both my grandparents and my mother happy to have someone so dear to her join her here. My dad of course had been a little against it at first but he had a hard time telling my mom no to anything. If I remember correctly Bran ended up finding his actual mate about two years afterwards when he was on a business trip with my dad. He brought her home with him and she gave him twin daughters who are at least five years older then me. He still fought to protect my mom just as much as he did his own mate and that's what made my dad finally calm down according to my mom.

Something cold settled in my chest immediately. “What is that supposed to mean?” Jessica tilted her head slightly. “You’re smart. Figure it out.” I stared at her carefully now. Jessica’s eyes flickered briefly toward the wedding ring on my finger again. Then back to my face. “Only that some people marry for survival, some for love.” A pause. “Others marry for convenience.” Another pause. “And some people…” Her smile sharpened faintly. “…marry because they’re told to.” My stomach tightened instantly.

Lucy looked at William, at Catherine, at the twins playing in the sand. This was a victory, not the dramatic kind with triumphant music and climactic confrontations. The quiet kind. The everyday kind. The choosing-to-be-happy-despite-everything kind. They'd started with an arranged marriage, a business transaction designed to save a failing company. They'd endured schemes, murders, kidnappings, betrayals, medical crises, and trauma that would have destroyed most families. But they'd survived. More than survived. They'd built something real and lasting and beautiful.

"You want a Stepford wife without sex. Have you learned anything about women since you were 14?" (Stepford: derived from the horror film Stepford Wives. It usually refers to obedient housewives.) "I've learned a lot. That's why Uncle Earl forced me to join an organization that puts women first." She gaped her mouth. "Men always get a lot out of marriage!" "Eg?" "Sexual routines and favors." "After six months, the headaches start coming and you'll be bored to the point of crying." "Some people live to old age together." "Men never want to get old. That's why they keep looking for young women."

"Summie, you have to understand that it's a tragedy to marry the wrong person. A few days ago, I saw a news story about a woman who married into a wealthy family but was abused by her husband." Kelly looked frightened as she continued to speak, "If that happened to me, it would be terrible. You keep pushing me to get married, and if I land myself in that situation, you'll be an accomplice." "It's not that serious." Summer rolled her eyes, thinking Kelly was scaring herself after watching too many television dramas.

"You brought another woman into my house without asking anyone. Do you really think the Gambino family will ever accept you as one of us now? If you don't sign, my father will strip you of your underboss title and cut you out before sunrise." I looked him in the eye. "I'm giving you a way out with your dignity intact." Lucas stared at me for a long moment, weighing the offer. Finally, he grabbed the pen. "Fine. I'll sign." The papers were only the first step. A marriage like ours still had to be unwound in front of both families, and that alone would take at least a month. A month was enough. Enough time to convince my parents to leave New York. Enough time to get them to Miami before the wa

Sarah Xiao came out from the doctor's room dejectedly. 'Why things had turned out this way?' 'I thought that I won't be never able to conceive children and that's why I let him get the children from the surrogate mother.' They were almost marry six years ago but when Edward knew that she couldn’t give birth to children, he almost called off the marriage but Sarah begged to Edward's grandmother. Edward's parents were gone when he was still young and his grandmother was the one who raised him up. So, Edward really respect his grandma. So, Sarah convince his grandma that she really loves Edward and she can't split up with him. Moreover, she will let him get children through surrogate way and th