The Perfect Marriage Audiobook Novels & Stories

He cupped my face with both hands, his eyes serious and full of love. “You will always be you, Lila. The woman who drives me crazy with her laugh, who challenges me, who makes me want to be better every single day. Marriage doesn’t change who you are — it just means I get to stand beside you through everything. The good days, the hard days, the chaotic ones. I don’t want a perfect wife. I want you. Messy, strong, beautiful, stubborn you.” Tears pricked my eyes. “I’m scared I’ll lose myself in all of this.”

A perfect match, if that was even possible. Were their algorithms really capable of assembling the perfect fit? The whole concept of a ‘perfect fit’ in general had always seemed cliché to me. Certainly great fits and happy couples existed. I had seen proof of happy marriages between two people that worked great for each other. But they were never between two people as… particular… as myself. They were always between two nice and pleasant people, not a pair of sarcastic realists, whose best friends also happened to be extremely sarcastic. For a second I paused and chuckled at the idea of marrying Cora. There’s no doubt it would be intensely amusing, but we would drive each other up the wall.

"You didn't fix him. He wasn't broken. But you made him better. Made him want to be better. That's what real love does." Chloe was crying. Happy tears streaming. "Chloe, my little sister. The person I helped raise. Protected. Worried about constantly." He smiled. "Letting you grow up was hard. Watching you fall in love was harder. But watching you marry the right person? That's easy. Because Marcus is right for you. Completely. Perfectly." He took a breath. Looked at both of them. "Marriage isn't about perfection. It's not about never fighting or never struggling. It's about choosing each other. Every day. Every moment. Even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard."

Amari My marriage has taken a very different path from what I thought it would be. I am so in love with my husband, it is becoming hard to hide it. Everyone is telling me that I am glowing. Growing up I had fantasies about how my first time would be, but it was nothing close to what I felt. I completely lose myself when my husband touches me. I can’t stop screaming his name and he loves it. Waking up in his arms and the love reflected in his eyes when he looks at me is complete bliss.

"I'm just cooking, Mas, it's not heavy work. Just wait at the dining table; this fried rice will be done soon." Aris shook his head weakly. "No. I'll stay with you until you're finished," Aris still held Allisya, and although he did, his wife didn't feel disturbed; instead, she became even more enthusiastic about cooking. The romance of newlyweds, which every married couple experiences, though such intimacy never grows old as time passes. Boredom is eroded by affection and love, arranged by Cupid to unite two hearts in a sacred bond. "Oh, I'm jealous seeing that," Selena's interrupting voice shifted Allisya and Aris's attention; they moved apart, an awkward atmosphere settling in.

"You want a contract marriage with me." Elena nodded, her eyes locked onto his."Yes" Ethan's smile grew wider as he stood up from the sofa. He walked towards Elena, and as he approached, Elena shifted slightly, her eyes narrowing. "I'm afraid can't marry you, Elena. You are not my type." Her eyes narrowed, her voice tinged with disbelief."I'm not your type?" Ethan's shoulders lifted in a subtle shrug."You're not." Elena's gaze burned with intensity as she rose from her seat, her eyes locked onto his."I will pay any amount you want, Ethan Nelson, for you to be my husband."

Fucking great! I scanned around, looking for one particular person—my wife. When I did finally locate her, she had her eyes fixed directly on me. I walked up to her, probably anticipating what I had to say about marriage because Lola and I know nothing about it. "Marriage isn’t for two perfect people; it’s for two imperfect people who walk hand in hand through the good times and the bad on their way to becoming perfect together. Through the process of marriage, we converge toward a common goal of perfection. I was probably around 16 years old when I first met my wife, and she was probably around 9 years old at the time. When she approached me, I saw her as this annoying girl who had just mov

I blurted out. " So you think getting married is going to be a distraction?....." She asked. " Listen to me Aiden, getting married would even give you more authority and respect.! And guess what? You don't even have to stress, I have found the perfect match for you..." The fuck? I dropped my cutlery as soon as the words left her mouth. Did I just hear her say 'a perfect match for me?' " Okay...I need you to slow down grandma" i started " what do you mean the perfect match for me?" I asked. I was beginning to get reeled up about the whole conversation.

Julia was set to marry James and Luis but the day they came to deliver the news, Luis soul bonded with my daughter Susie, and he left Julia to be with her. Luis and Susie had the perfect marriage and the perfect family. They’ve had no disagreements and honestly, they’re so perfect together it can make one sick. I found my thoughts wandering to Tiffany. I had no idea why I couldn’t hear her thoughts, and it made me nervous yet excited.

"God, they're so down-to-earth, huh? People with their statuses probably have their own home theaters. Yet, they're out here fighting for our seats, LMAO." "They are down-to-earth, but you can't deny it's sweet and romantic. That's just what life is all about, you know." "Yeah! They're humans, too! They're just doing what couples do—going on a movie date and whatnot…" "I don't think they're just a couple. They should be married. I saw they're wearing rings." "Wasn't there a livestream at the Johnson residence a while ago? She's the abandoned daughter of the Johnson family. I think someone called her "Mrs. Layton" in the livestream. So, they should be married."