The Day I Married Novels & Stories

Selene watched in panic, terrified that I might drop another bombshell. Facing the guests and the cameras, I offered a polite smile. "First of all, congratulations to Ms. Liraine and Mr. Riverton on their marriage and future success in business." I paused, then reached into my pocket and raised a marriage certificate high for everyone to see. "Secondly, I'd like to clarify something. Half a month ago, I already registered my marriage with my wife, Aria Grant. I'm here today purely as a guest—to offer my congratulations."

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

“We will register the marriage today.” Today. So fast. So sudden. He turned to the lawyer. “Proceed with the rest.” The lawyer nodded respectfully. I sat there quietly, my mind spinning. I was married. Just like that. No wedding. No celebration. No love. Just survival. As we stood up to leave, my legs felt weak. I almost stumbled, but I steadied myself. David noticed. He didn’t touch me. But he said calmly, “You should get used to this world quickly, Mrs Jones.”

On graduation day, my childhood friend, Liam Carter, handed me a college application. "Apply to Williams College with me, and I'll be your boyfriend." Williams College was tucked away in the mountains, far from home. If I went there, I would rarely get the chance to visit my family. But I took the application without a second thought and signed my name. The day I received my acceptance letter, I happened to see the messages on Liam's phone. They were from my parents, my brother, and Liam. [Has Audrey agreed to go to Williams College?] [Of course! She got her acceptance letter today!] [Now that we've sent her far away, Vera can finally stay with us in peace.] [Liam, you must have had

Friday. The day I had been waiting for. I stood in front of the mirror, adjusted my white blazer, and smiled. "This is it." Granny walked into my room carrying a glass of milk. "I have a feeling today is going to be your day." I hugged her tightly. "I hope so." She kissed my forehead. "Go make us proud." "I will, Granny." The bus was unusually crowded. I checked the time. 8:15 AM. Still enough time. Suddenly...

Saturday, 6:14 a.m. It is the day. The day is the kind of day the day is the day of. The day is the day the man is going to marry the woman at the bench in the small park on the hill in Los Angeles with the view of the lobby of the hospital.

The chandelier light suddenly felt colder. Sienna looked up at her husband, a man she’d married to save a company, a man she was no longer entirely sure she understood as simply an enemy, and felt, for the first time, real fear about what they might be uncovering together.

Waverly Gardner, my wife, enjoys watching me get jealous. She says that the more it bothers me when other men get close to her, the more it proves I love her. Thus, every year on our wedding anniversary, Waverly gets her best friend, Tobias Lawson, to replace me as the husband for a few days and makes bets with her friends to see how many days I can put up with it. In the first year, Tobias puts on my custom suit without my permission to pose for photos with Waverly. I order Tobias to take it off right away, but Waverly just kisses me and laughs, saying it proves that I really can't live without her. In the second year, Waverly gives our master bedroom to Tobias and sends me to the guest

The young man from downstairs signed beside her, wearing the face of someone whose Wednesday never prepared him to watch a billionaire marry a stranger. Outside in the afternoon sun, I stood holding a marriage certificate and tried to absorb it all — married before noon to a man I’d met that same morning. Even I questioned my choices. “Are you alright?” Caelum asked. “I get married before noon all the time,” I said. “Completely standard Wednesday for me.” “Zara.” “I’m genuinely okay,” I told him. “That’s the weird part. I actually am.” He studied me a moment. “The car will take you for your things. One hour. Then we need to be seen together before Diana hears.”

I feel sick to my stomach. I take a deep breath as I look at myself in the mirror wearing the silky white dress my mother had made for this day: my wedding day. I still can’t believe this is happening. Today I will marry a man I’ve never seen in my life, I will be his wife till death do us part. No chance to escape or divorce, my family’s lives depend on me staying with him for the rest of my life.