The Wedding That Freed Me Novels & Stories

I canceled the wedding to the Sicilian Mafia don. The wedding planner was stunned after hearing this. “Are you sure? Mr. Moretti specially reserved an entire private island for this wedding.” I nodded. “I’m sure. He’s still accompanying his childhood sweetheart to watch fireworks over the sea.” For five years of our relationship, Luca Moretti had never let me suffer any grievance. He had shielded me from gunfire and once declared in front of the entire family that he would marry no one but me in this lifetime. Everyone believed that cold-blooded man loved me to the extreme. Even I believed it. Until today, when he said his business trip needed to be extended and he couldn’t make our

On the day I married the heir apparent of the Belladale Kingdom, Elijah Hale, my mother chose me to go to the Ravelle Empire in my sister's place. Still wearing my wedding dress, I boarded the carriage bound for Ravelle without looking back even once. In my previous life, my family had sent my sister in my place because I was set to marry Prince Elijah. They never imagined that the Ravelle Emperor would be so depraved as to give her to his chief chamberlain as a wife. My sister was tortured to death, calling for our mother with her final breath. When my mother learned what had happened, her hair turned white overnight. She even said she should have sent me to Ravelle instead. After my f

A week before the wedding, my fiancé Matteo had two jewelry sets delivered and let my sister choose first. One was a dazzling sapphire set he had bought at an auction in Europe, the perfect match for my diamond-covered gown. The other was a black pearl necklace the jeweler had thrown in for free. The tag on the clasp still said "Complimentary." For the first time in my life, I spoke up before my sister, Viola, could. "This time, could I choose first?" Matteo ruffled my hair. "Viola represents the Bellani family in public. She needs the sapphires to look the part. You don't care about these things anyway." I didn't answer. Something inside me slowly emptied out. I had known him for more than

After five years by Leonardo Rizzo's side through bloodshed and gunfire, I had finally made it to our wedding day. In those five years, my surgical skill had earned me a reputation throughout Chicago. I had saved Leonardo more times than I could count. But as I stood at the altar in my wedding dress, he walked straight past me and slipped my ring onto his adopted sister Julia Rizzo's finger. My whole body went rigid. Leonardo looked back at me. There was a hint of apology in his voice, but he made no move to take back the ring. "Baby, when Julia and I were children, I promised she'd be my bride at my first wedding. As the Don of the Rizzo family, I can't break a promise. You'll understand, w

"But I feel calm with you. I am like a flower and you are my caretaker. I feel like I am in your garden and I'm the only flower there. You make me grow freely, take care of me as if I'm a treasure who won't wither. Everything is with color with you around me. I am glad that you were forced to marry me." "I'm most glad about that, my feisty wife." It made me softly laugh. How can something I thought would cut my freedom away from me give me so much more? How did something I hated become something I love the most now? I thought it was a mistake, I thought that was the end. But right now as I look his way to see a glimpse of his smile, I feel happy. I'm overjoyed and rather blessed to have the

"Under the full moon, one of them utters the words of the rejection rites. The other recites their agreement. That's it. The bond gets broken and-" "He get his freedom," I murmured breathlessly. '''Only you can free me, Jane Brown. "Yes. The two get their freedom," Sara replied gently. The husband's voice echoed and re-echoed in my head as I grew dizzy. '"There's no more contract, but we're still married and you owe me. A favor."'

“I have successfully gotten myself out of the alliance between the kings and the Weston’s for life. In a matter of time, meelah and I are going to go our separate ways and I will be a free man because the Weston’s have such high regard for values and what people will say to allow their daughter to marry a divorcee so I am surely going to be a free man. I just need to be able to hang in this marriage for at least three months until we are eligible for divorce and after that bask in the freedom that my father won’t be getting me entangled with anyone. “Are you listening to me?” Meelah inquires, this time around clapping her hands in front of me. “Yes” I answered her even though I didn't know t

Even for someone like me, I couldn’t escape from it. It happened even before I became who I was, and I should have forgotten about it, but looking back at the dying woman in my arms I failed to protect, I just couldn’t let it go. I had to make it possible, even if it meant signing off my life away from freedom. I rifled through the folder on my desk. I wanted to get my mind off the wedding—my wedding in two days. And here I was, working my ass off even if I should be relaxing before the fucking end of my bachelor life.

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

They were going to remember that I'd spent my entire wedding day being second place at my own event. I looked at Chris, passed out and oblivious, and felt the full weight of my mistake settle over me. I'd won. I'd gotten the wedding, the husband, the status. But Ayra had something better. She had her freedom. And I had a marriage that was already over before it began.