Survival Marriage Novels & Stories

Sebastian said. "I do not understand," said Charlotte. "It's simple. We get married just to get our families off our backs and we'll go our separate ways after a year. That way, we won't be breaching the term of the contract," Sebastian explained. Charlotte could see what Sebastian was driving at. If they got married, then they would fulfill the terms of the contract. The contract didn't say that they would have to be together for life. It only said that they had to get married to each other.

At the time, Spencer thought he'd lost his mind. But after today's blind date, he found his interest in Lucille had grown. He'd been a little pissed when he realized she would probably meet other men on more blind dates. That was why he'd surprised even himself by asking her to marry him… even if it was just a contractual marriage. Meanwhile, Lucille returned to her apartment at Orchidstone Garden and flopped onto the couch. She felt like she could finally relax. It didn't take long for Spencer's face to pop into her mind. She also thought about how she'd agreed to his crazy proposal for a contractual marriage. How had something like this happened to her?

"Stay out of matters regarding Lillian from now on." His words cut through me like ice. I raised an eyebrow. "Fine by me." He didn't notice the small smile that crept onto my lips. The Brookes were the wealthiest family in Sylverwood, worth billions, while my family, the Reeds, though not rich, had enough standing to be considered respectable. Marrying him was a match made in heaven, a union of equals. If it came down to it, should he choose to divorce me, I would cause a ruckus that would shake the city. That would make any future resolution even more difficult.

“Not without getting crushed under it.” Her breathing slowed. “But,” I added, “you can loosen the tracks.” Something shifted in her eyes. “You mean…” “We let the wedding happen. We have no choice.” Her jaw tightened. “And then?” “And then,” I said quietly, stepping closer, lowering my voice a bit, “we make sure the marriage doesn’t survive.” Ashley went very still. “It’s not going to be easy. He really loves her.” “There are certain things love do not survive, dear.”

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

Although, it's totally normal for her to want to throw pests and snakes at that despicable man. "I know it worries you, my love. But, it works for both of us, doesn't it?" She looks at me with recognition and compassion at the same time. Our marriage was not for love, it was an agreement so that Melek would have a safe place to grow up in. But over time that agreement turned into love, into passion, into a real marriage. Today, I love my wife with all my being, and she loves me just as much. Our marriage was a success, may our daughter's be the same, we cannot lose hope that our little girl will be happy.

“You need to calm down.” “I can’t.” Chloe looked at Grace, her eyes teary and ready to spill her pain. “I just want to live the life they stole from me when they forced me to marry Ruan. Can’t I be happy?” Grace grabbed her and hugged her. She didn’t know what to say. She had been the only one with Chloe from the beginning and knew everything that had happened in that marriage. Likewise, she heard Chloe’s moan of pain as Chloe buried her face in her shoulder.

I couldn’t forget how much of himself he had to kill to protect me. “I’m scared,” I whispered. “Not of him. Just… of what we’ll become after this.” Alyssa squeezed my hand. “Love doesn’t survive because it’s easy. It survives because you choose it. Every damn day.” I nodded, even as a part of me remained uncertain. Ray and I hadn’t just survived an ambush—we’d survived each other. The secrets. The scars. The things we hadn’t said. But love was messy. And maybe, just maybe, that was the point.

"Divorce Lucas, Florence. Marry me and get your revenge on him. He'll be half out of his mind when he found out that you married me. Our union will help crush him. When we get married, I'll let you live your life, and I'll live mine. We won't get in each other's way—We just have to stay married for only a year. And to top it all up, I'll give you fifty million dollars as compensation for helping me get the company." A picture of Lucas and Amy's cruel faces came into my view. I thought about all the sacrifices I made in my marriage with Lucas. I thought about everything I’d done for Amy as my best friend and how they choose to repay me. They both deserved to be punished, to feel the heart wre

she said, in her high-pitched voice. "Gene, slow down. He might hear us." he said. "Ohh, I sorry." she whispered, laughing. They have a reason for building their children. One main reason is that they want their children to marry a better person. They don't want them to marry someone that might destroy their marriage. As an heir/heiress, they need to meet whom they are marrying. They know they'll learn to love each other. It's not that hard to learn what to learn, and to learn to love someone who's always with you by your side at all times.