The Marriage Bed Novels & Stories

Not every relationship will be what it seems. There will be lies disguised as love, promises hiding betrayal, secrets that refuse to stay buried, and desires that come with a dangerous price. If you're ready to enter a world of broken promises, dangerous secrets, forbidden desires, and unexpected love... Welcome to A Marriage Built on Lies. --- PROLOGUE Jasmine had always believed she married the man she loved. Jared was supposed to be her forever—the man she would grow old with, build a family with, and spend the rest of her life beside.

even though Kathleen wanted to tell him how bad her first night after marriage went by, he totally dismissed her by showing her his palm. "We can talk later, I'm tired." He opened the door to his room and then halted once more, "Oh! Since you get to sleep, I'll occupy the room now. Don't come in while I'm resting." he didn't even spare her one glance and disappeared into the room.

"Get over here and apologize to Adam so we can put this whole thing behind us." The nurses and the patients in the next bed over were watching with their jaws on the floor. But my voice didn't soften, not even a little. "Mom, Dad, I'm not confused, and I'm not being impulsive. I mean every word. This marriage is over." I pulled out the divorce papers I'd already prepared and held them out to Adam, my voice cold. "Sign." Gerald couldn't hold back any longer. He slammed his hand on the bedrail and pointed at me.

A bride and a bargain 1 **marriage clause[a bride and a bargain]** Chapter 1 “LEX!!!!!” Alexandra groaned loudly as she woke up from her slumber. It was 6am to be exact and shed had only three hours of sleep. She worked overtime at the hospital, there was am accident downtown and being employed as a part-time cleaner meant she had to keep the place spotless, that included mopping the gut wrenching vomit from a seven year old.

The hall opened to a large living room elegantly decorated with cream and blue colors. "Our bedrooms are upstairs," Aren said, pointing at the stairs. I followed Aren, and a minute later, I was in a grand colonial room with light-brown wooden furniture and flooring and a king-size canopy bed. The whole place was amazing, but the most captivating part of that bedroom was the window view. It drew me closer and closer, and before I knew it, I opened the window and breathed in the ocean breeze. I stood there admiring the beach and waves for quite a while until something else drew my attention. It was one of the suitcases that Marcus brought. It looked like this one was mine. I took a deep breath

Every little detail seems to have been meticulously thought out and orchestrated. "I really hope you enjoy your first night of marriage," June says sweetly. I look at her as I feel my cheeks heat up. "Wait, I had told you," he tells his mom. "We don't have to share a room..." "Of course you do," she replies laughing. "You are husband and wife, after all." "Well, yes," I hurry to say. "But I understand if you don't want to... Well... If you feel uncomfortable with that."

Her heart heavy with conflicting emotions, she made sure to be quiet as she left the room, leaving behind the echoes of their passionate union. Meanwhile, Sebastian woke up, reaching out for the soothing touch of the woman who had ignited him. He met cold sheets, a stark reminder of their fleeting connection. Little did both of them know, fate had weaved their destinies together, setting the stage for a chaotic journey of emotions, unexpected revelations and love.

Promise I WATCH Damien as he sleeps soundly next to me. It was a week ago when he regularly slept next to me. We have no serious talk about ourselves. No one talks or questions what our marriage is going to do next. Yes, we are a married couple, and yes our marriage is valid and there is nothing wrong if something happens between the two of us... but, we had an agreement before our wedding. And about Katherine... Katherine is the one who haunted my quilt. I feel guilty because she is Damien's girlfriend. Yes, I'm a wife. Damien is my husband and we are legal on paper but the man I'm with doesn't love me.

“Marriage. Children. Compliance.” “I mean a future,” his father replies. “A continuation. You cannot lead with nothing behind you. You need a wife. You need an heir.” He contunues and it makes me wonder why the Valentinos would insist so much on their son having a child now, so much that they would arrange a marriage for him. Perhaps that's just something I'll figure out along the way... I stand frozen between them, my pulse pounding in my ears, my body locked in place by fear and disbelief. I do not speak. I do not dare interrupt something that feels far larger than me, something that has existed long before I ever walked into this room.

I don’t even know these guys, however it felt like I’ve known them for ages. “thanks, for all of this…I mean it” I said, both of them smiled at me, “I guess we’ll meet again tomorrow?” I said, Tom seemed a bit confused, “why? are you leaving already?” he asked I nodded, “well, yeah, my husband will be back soon…however, I’m excited to meet you tomorrow, ad spend some more time, if you like want, if you don’t want to…It’s fine really” I said, they look at each other for a moment, Then looked back at me, “okay. Sure, why not?” Marie said, we exchanged each other’s F******k, agreeing to meet outside the hotel I was staying at, Tom stopped a cab for me, and I was on my way back to the hotel. ***