The Unwanted Marriage Novels & Stories

Many packs practised free mating but ours made it illegal. "I'm sorry," she moved away from me, her hands shaking. I could tell this was her first experience but I was shocked as to how this was her first. "Raven, let's get married," "What?" She was shocked, stepping away from me which caused my wolf to whimper in pain. "I do not want to, how am I sure she isn't pregnant yet, I'm scared. My friend ran away because the men from your pack are reckless," "You've said yes to me Raven, please do not do this to me,"

Maria berated with a pained expression. Norton was greatly irritated. For the past year, Maria had been nagging about that every time they met. He was annoyed to the extent that he no longer wanted to see her. "Mom, marriage is a huge life event. I can't find myself a random woman off the streets just because I'm at the right age to get married, can I? If I do that, then I will not only be irresponsible to the woman, but also to my life. Don't you understand?" Norton hurriedly protested.

That thing should be illegal. "Anytime I get to spend alone with you is a rush. I love you." Who wouldn't swoon at those words? "I love you too." I spent most of my life thinking I was unwanted by everyone. Joel changed all of that the moment he walked into my life. With the family we've created, we've changed many other lives, too. It's my goal to never let anyone believe they're unwanted. The best way to do that is to show them love. Love conquers all.

“Look, I know this will be hard given that you’re used to your playboy persona, but I also know you love this company and you don’t want to lose it. Giving up your bachelor life is hard, and getting married is hard, but like a tiktoker once said, choose your hard. Which of the two is more beneficial to you?” I think over his words. I hated this. Hated that I was being forced yet again into a marriage I didn’t want. The first time it happened, I hated every second of it. I hated being tied down, and fuck was I glad when I got to fucking divorce her and kick her out of my life. I thought that was it, that I'd never have to go through that again, but fuck, here we are. “Just get me whatever is

One night, he hugged me and whined, "Darling, marrying you is such a huge project." I smiled. "Christopher, after putting in so much effort, you wouldn't run away on the wedding day, would you?" He fell silent for a moment. Then, after a long pause, he pulled me closer. "Darling, how could I ever run away? I love you to death." Yet, the same man who "loved me to death" sent a message to his friends' group chat: "Planning a wedding is exhausting. That's why ditching it at the last second feels so damn satisfying, doesn't it?"

And Lucas, the man who once wished to be free of his wife, now carried the quiet, aching burden of a love too late. A love undeserved. A love that was lost… ... long before he ever called her his. Lara was once the unwanted wife—but in the end, it was Lucas who became the man most unwanted by the only heart that ever wanted him. END.

"She's been gone since yesterday." I was still trying to figure out why she had disappeared. Noah let out a sigh of relief. "At first, I thought you were… insane. But that day when we were talking in the hallway, the sun was shining… Then, I saw it… I saw a shadow next to yours." Even though there was no one standing beside me at that time, there was another shadow next to mine! "And the strange thing about that shadow…" Noah trailed off. He bit his lip hard for a moment and shut his eyes. After mustering the courage to continue, he said, "The head and the body were disconnected—connected only by a few thin strands."

he scoffed at me dismissively. He withdrew himself from the bed and stood tall on the edge of the bed, “Just because I knocked you up doesn’t mean I have interest in you.” Then he looked at me with disdain and scorned, “I won’t even look at you!” His insults penetrated down to my bones. “But you agreed to marry me, didn’t you? So why–” I cried but was cut off. “–I don’t know if you are stubborn or just simply an idiot!” Then he turned around and made a ridiculous remark, “I can easily discard you whenever I want. You are just here because of that stupid thing growing inside you.”

My wedding was far cry from the vision I held in my mind since I was a little girl. I had always envisioned myself getting married to the love of my life at the beach, surrounded by our family and friends in beautiful floral dresses and floral shirts. But there I was, engulfed in a sea of unfamiliar faces, marrying a man I despised more than anyone in the world, in a vineyard on his estate. I had no doubt that our wedding guest list consisted of members of The Bandoni Crime Family, or La Famiglia Bandoni as they fancied to call it, corrupt government officials and their business associates. None of these people cared about the couple getting married; they were there for business.

I accept out of spite, drinking it while Lucien works on his laptop like I'm not there. Thirty minutes in, I break the silence. "How many couples will be there?" "Eight, including us." "Do they all have real marriages?" His fingers pause on the keyboard. "Define real." "Marriages that started without contracts." "Most marriages are contracts, Mara. Some are just more honest about it." "That's bleak." "That's reality." He returns to typing. "James and Victoria Worthington married to merge family fortunes. Oliver Grant married his assistant to avoid a sexual harassment lawsuit. The Pattersons have an arrangement where he keeps a mistress and she keeps his credit cards."