The Mairage Novels & Stories

He kissed her forehead again and again, breathing in the calming scent of her hair amidst the lingering chaos. “I nearly lost you again today,” Mavric whispered, his voice trembling with suppressed emotion. “You will never lose me, Mavric,” Liora replied softly, wrapping her arms around his neck. “We have long passed the point where fate could ever tear us apart. From now on, we are the masters of our own destiny.” Mavric pulled back slightly, looking deep into her eyes with burning intensity. “The moment we return to London, I am going to throw the most magnificent wedding celebration the world has ever seen. I don’t want you to only be known as ‘Mrs. Thorne’ behind closed doors. I want the

"Let me correct you. There is no matrimony here. Just leverage. Just a pawn-me-handed over like property to secure peace between monsters." The guests gasped, their faces a picture of shock and fascination. Mikhail's eyes locked onto hers, his gaze like frostbite. Donatella's smile never wavered. "So let's raise our glasses, shall we? To fear disguised as loyalty. To strategy disguised as vows. And to a marriage forged not in love-but in power." She downed the champagne in one go, the glass shattering on the floor like a promise of things to come. The silence that followed was deafening.

Mia choked, causing water to spray across the table, the candle, the cutlery, and directly onto Aria’s cream-colored silk blouse. Aria blinked her eyes, her mouth twitching. Mia coughed into her napkin. “I... What?” Aria reached for a cloth, dabbing at the front of her blouse like this was all perfectly normal. “You heard me.” “You said marry.” Mia’s eyes widened. “As in—holy vows, paperwork, matching rings... marry?” “It’ll be contractual of course,” Aria said calmly. “Temporary and strategic.” “Oh my god,” Mia whispered, sinking back into her seat. “You’ve finally cracked.”

His words left the room in silence. But Celeste was the first to respond, keeping her tone smooth while arguing that the marriage would restore balance and serve both families. Clarisse followed quickly with words sharp with urgency. “This is not only about private matters, sir. It is about how the world sees us. The Ravencroft name is already spoken of with envy and suspicion. If you reject this union, whispers will turn into rumors and those rumors will damage us all. Do you want to hand that advantage to your enemies?” Dominico turned his eyes on her, his glare cold. “And you believe attaching my family to scandal will preserve its honor?”

His mother died at the loss of her mate and heartbreak leaving Chris bare and broken. His pack harbored a rule where an Alpha must have a Luna before getting his title. My father had been a close friend to Mano, even to the point that they both saw themselves as brothers. In that case, he offered to make me Chris' wife and to take me after three years. The deal was for Chris to let me go as soon as I found my mate and to never perform any of mate rituals with me. Yet, being a child who never went out and always stayed with my dad and my few friends, I lashed out.

How dare they use my child in this way? After that whirlwind week, I found myself standing at the altar, ready to get married to Drex. Even though I had told him that I didn't want a grand wedding because it wasn't real, Drex's father had managed to turn it into a lavish event, as he often did.

It feels like just yesterday we were fighting like cats and dogs until unexpected love bloomed between us. "We are gathered here today in the sight of God and these witnesses to join together Red and Chelsea in holy matrimony; which is an honorable estate, instituted of God since the first man and the first woman walked on the earth. Therefore; it is not to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently and soberly. Into this holy estate, these two persons present come now to be joined. Therefore, if anyone can show just cause why they may not be lawfully joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace." said the pastor.

They had learned that love and courage could conquer even the darkest of fears, and they would always have a friend in each other. But their ordeal wasn't over yet. As they arrived home, they found a surprise waiting for them. A man in a suit stood at their doorstep, holding a contract in his hand. "What's this?" Emily asked, eyeing the man suspiciously. "It's a contract," the man replied. "You and Ethan are married by contract, but the contract has been terminated." Emily's heart sank. "What do you mean terminated?" "It means that the contract is no longer valid," the man said, handing her the document.

"You wanted the wedding to take place tomorrow, right? But you made her sick. Never mind, I'll organize the wedding. You'd better shut up and accept it." "But, Mom--" "There's no buts. You must obey me. Because I don't want this to happen again." Arthur just sat there. He was wrong for making Milly sick, but the effect had gone this far. Maybe his mother would invite some important guests and this would make his wedding plans even more chaotic. He only wanted a blessing, no party. But if her mother organizes it, it will definitely be more than that. Even though this marriage is only for a contract, but if it's like this, what should be done to keep the marriage simple and hidden?

"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.