The Marriage Effect Novels & Stories

she annoyingly shrieked. "Come on, Hailey, my daughter, stop fantasizing about him. He's married now, okay? Just accept it," a big white man said with tobacco in his mouth, and he coolly sat down closer to his daughter. "I know something is off, Dad. I'm telling you. I never saw that woman with him for so many years I followed him so, how could he marry her? I can smell something fishy is going on," she mentioned with her intuition about the girl that Grey married.

A friendly personality, always smiling—that figure was no longer to be found by her. There was only a cold, untouchable, and rough figure that she now encountered—a figure who desperately wanted to make her suffer continuously. Her heart could not lie that there was still a tiny spark of feeling that might continuously grow if she stayed with the man. Tears flowed down her cheeks, which she instantly wiped away. "Renata... where are you," Melvin mumbled in his sleep, making her tears instantly flow uncontrollably again. She had never imagined that the man forced her to marry him simply because his lover had left a week before the wedding. She had not imagined that there was a third person in

I kept looking at the paper with my eyes wide open and I was so close to it as thought I was going to go into it any time soon. I looked at him as though he said something really crazy which he obviously did. "What is this, why do I have to sign something like this"? He looked at me with his usual cold gaze and said. "Don't tell me you can't read". I just looked at him with the expression that said 'What the hell, is this dude for real?' "I can read clearly and that's the more reason why I'm not going to sign this crap. Why would I want to get married to you"?

His deep, mysterious eyes flickered with an emotion I couldn't quite place. He stood there, speechless for what felt like forever. I stared at his face, so close to mine, and found myself lost in thought. He was undeniably handsome—he had strong features but not harsh, with an aura of quiet intensity. Yet, even facing such a breathtaking man, I felt nothing. "Noah, our marriage was always about business. There's no need to overthink it. "I've known about you and Lillian for a while now. You know what you should and shouldn't do. Grandpa cares a lot about the Brookes' reputation."

finances. "What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is mine," he said, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Isn’t that what marriage is about?" Maria wanted to believe him. So she said yes. Again and again, she said yes. Until one day, there was nothing left of her but his wife. A shadow lingering in his vast, gleaming empire. Three years into the marriage, Maria began to wonder. Why wasn’t she getting pregnant? She and Edwards had never used protection.

It was all up to Sherman whether or not to believe him. “I believe him.” Sherman paused for a moment, and then continued. “I want to believe him. If you were me, would you believe him?” Summer shook her head. “Sherman, you may be empathetic, but not this time. You can’t know a person completely and what he is thinking.” Marriage is a life event. It is not about going to a shopping mall and seeing a piece of clothing and asking you whether it is beautiful. They are incomparable, and things are not as simple as that.

"Willow, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Out of nowhere, my nose started to sting and my eyes welled up with tears. I never imagined I would meet someone who looked at me like I was their whole world. And I certainly never thought that an arranged marriage would lead me to somewhere I felt safe and loved instead of completely miserable. When the officiant asked if I was willing to marry Nathan, I didn't hesitate. I nodded and said yes. The officiant joked, "The groom may be a powerhouse in the business world, but today he's a total softie!"

Dominico sat stiffly across from Celeste, Clarisse and Adam, his face hard and unchanging. The long dining table between them shone under the chandelier but the brightness did nothing to ease the tension in the room. Adam sat still and silent with his calm posture showing no reaction while Clarisse leaned forward with tone insistent as if trying to defend her daughter with every word. For most of the meeting, Dominico listened without interrupting. Then Celeste spoke about the benefits of Victor and Naomi’s union while Clarisse stressed that the marriage would bring stability. They talked about alliances, reputation and mutual gain, treating the matter like a transaction rather than acknowle

“You okay?” Amara considered that. “She thinks I’m a pawn.” “You’re not.” “She said the board is watching you. That this marriage is a bluff.” He didn’t reply right away. Instead, he walked to the window and stared out at the endless stretch of manicured lawn and glittering fences. “It is a bluff,” he said finally. “But it’s also real. Once you sign, we get married. Legally. Publicly. For one year.” Amara walked over to him. “Why did she say this wouldn’t be enough?”

He wrapped an arm around my waist, subtly pulling me out of Owen's reach. Owen's lips trembled. "Uncle Mark, how could you steal my woman? You know perfectly well she is—" Mark let out a mocking smile. "She is what? We've signed the papers already. That makes us husband and wife now. "You're still just as foolish as you were years ago. If you keep hesitating, you'll always miss your chance. Don't you understand that?" Seeing me walk away arm in arm with Mark, Owen stumbled forward and grabbed my wrist. "Elizabeth, are you stupid? You know damn well he's only using you!"