Thomasnovel Married At First Sight Novels & Stories

When they arranged our marriage last year, I thought it was a dream come true. I was such a fool. The marriage had been Thomas’s idea, suggested casually over dinner one night. “You two have always been close,” he’d said with a smile. “It makes sense. Keeps everything in the family.” Eleanor had clapped her hands together, delighted. “Oh, it’s perfect! Father would have loved this.”

"I know I'm in the wrong. I should've talked to you first. But believe me—this is the first time, and the last. "I promise it will never happen again. You'll always be my wife. That won't change. "As for Lucy, she won't appear in front of you again, and she won't interfere with our life. We can go back to how things were before, okay?" A crushing pain tightened in my chest, my throat constricting until I could barely breathe. How could he say all this so matter-of-factly? "Thomas, you said she knelt in front of you, threatened suicide, and you agreed to have a child with her. Then what about me? We've been married for seventeen years. Didn't I ever beg you to give me a child?"

She watched as he placed his hands on her shoulder and said, "Hey, it's okay." Eleanor held her breath. She hadn't seen her face yet, but she already knew who it was. She could remember this day from her old life. It was when Thomas had brought Mia home. Thomas guided Mia to face Eleanor. "This is Mia. I saved her from the rogues." He looked down at the woman. "She happens to be my fated mate." Eleanor swallowed. She had married Thomas knowing they were not fated. None of them had found their mates, but they had chosen each other. Now, he had found his.

[Olivia] It's been a chaotic week since the small parlor wedding that felt more like a joke. All my family was concerned about was to make sure we registered our marriage, which we had no option to do It's my third day as a married woman. I was still at my apartment but I was finally moving to Lucas's house today. I've been hesitant about moving, it didn't feel real, we've drafted our contract specifically including every detail that is supposed to keep the marriage going for six months which was the time limit I agreed on.

My lips curved into a dazed smile at the ridiculousness of the situation. Thomas interpreted my smile as a yes, and moved in closer. His movements synced up effortlessly with mine as the beat pulsed through the air. I stepped back slightly, raising my voice to be heard over the thumping bass. “Oh no, no… I’m married. To Raymond, in fact.” His eyes widened in recognition. And then he laughed, the sound somehow both charming and mocking. “No way! That explains the look of confusion last night.” His grin didn’t falter as he raised his hands. “Don’t worry, I don’t have a thing for married women.” He took a step back, his smile softening. “Have a good night, Noah.”

Anastasia was annoying but she could do with it. Anastasia’s jaw dropped. “You are getting married? To Abel? And you want me to be your witness? Tell me the truth, were you smoking pot, Regina?” Regina burst out laughing. “Trust me, my life story is smoking pot.” She wiped a tear of amusement from her eye before adding, “Yes, I’m marrying Abel. He is a nice guy. I’m not looking for love. Giving a stable home to our kids before they arrive feels like the responsible thing to do. And if the marriage doesn’t last, that is okay too. We are not forcing anything. I mean, what are the chances that everyone will get a love story like you and Damien or Adeline and Ronan? Abel is a good man, and that

"You arrogant son of a bitch. You think this is all about you? " "Isn't it?" "I loved her first. I loved Mia before you even knew she existed. I was there when she was just a frightened teenager trying to survive in your father's house. I was there when she was figuring out who she wanted to be. You showed up and took her away from everything and everyone she'd ever known." "And yet she chose me." Thomas laughed, but there was no humor in it. "Bullshit." Thomas stepped closer, close enough that I could see the angry flush spreading up his neck. "You married her through a business contract, for Christ's sake."

No, happiness was when I was a boy who’d lived a few weeks of a relationship I should never have put my heart into. Fuck, why am I thinking about that all of a sudden? “With what?” “Securing your company from cyber attacks among other things. Let’s start with that.” “You do that everyday. What’s new?” “I met someone,” Thomas confesses. It almost makes him sound like a fucking schoolgirl. “A woman, you mean?” Thomas rolls his eyes. “Not a dog, clearly.” “And?” I ask with a sigh. “She’s perfect,” he replies. “I think she might be the one.”

Thomas rolled his eyes, “What about living up to your father’s name? Didn’t you say that this is stupid and we are young too?” Bradley sighed and let him go, he turned Thomas around to face him and said, “I know what I said and I don’t need you to remind me. We’re only seven but will most likely be married off when we are thirteen or older and I am the one who kissed you first and I did not dislike it. Even if our parents find out, if I love you enough I will fight for you.” Thomas stared at Bradley speechless then mumbled, “You sound an adult.”

But before the meeting, he wanted to talk to his grandpa first. “Take a seat.” He tapped the spot on the couch beside him putting his phone away. He obediently went to sit as he had told him. “What is it?” He asked. Thomas took a deep breath. “I have found my bride, and I am going to marry her soon.” He said confidently. He could not afford to make James suspicious. He had tried so hard to convince Olivia. He did not want his plans to be ruined. “Okay. That is great. Who is she? Does she belong to a high-class family?” He asked curiously. Thomas sighed. He knew the question was coming.