Tim Keller Marriage Series Novels & Stories

"You love Nate? If you love him, would you abandon him on the wedding day to see another man? If you love him, would you leave him there to be humiliated by others?" Kayla opened her mouth to speak, but eventually said nothing and only looked at me in desperation. "Nate, can't you give me another chance for our five-year relationship?" Kayla's eyes were red as she pleaded. "You remember our five-year relationship? We were together for five years, but you never definitively picked between Andrew and me." Kayla blinked, feeling a bit guilty. "I... He... He's ill." I had heard this sentence countless times before, but now I could not help wanting to laugh when I heard it again.

It wasn’t like she could really say that because she had been married when he was a client but there was always some sexual tension between them and she was sad when she got him closed and didn’t get to see him anymore. “How have you guys been?” Ally finally had recovered from her shock of seeing them… well him at least. “I saw you were getting married?” Collier let her know that they weren’t married yet and kept pushing the date out. He wasn’t even sure why or if they would really get married but she had a ring on her finger.

Growing up in a broken family has caused Karimba Cellon to lose faith in love and marriage. The same goes for Alley Houston, who always maintains a defensive stance and intentionally keeps her distance, unknowingly causing her own pain. However, even Mr. Markus Cellon has to admit that Karimba Cellon has the ability to revive their family's business. So why did he agree to marry someone he didn't love like Alley Houston? This is something that Karimba Cellon himself has never thought about.

“I said she’s with my men.” Kieffer scoffed, “You left her?” He could not believe his ears. The Karl he knew would not leave Averill with those men. Kieffer heard that Kyle Jackson is still alive and learned the things behind the man. Adding to the horror in his system as he thinks about what could happen to Averill right now. “Why do you even care?” “What?” “Why do you care whether I left her or not— Shit.” Kyle cursed when Kieffer punched him. “You are married, man. Stop lurking around another woman, or your wife might get the wrong idea.” Kyle glanced at Zydee Taylor, the woman Kiffer had married.

Riki looked at her for a few seconds. “Yes… a formality,” he repeated. But there was something different in his eyes. Meanwhile— Elsewhere. Kael sat in his office, staring at his phone screen. A post appeared. A photo of Shelyn and Riki. With the marriage certificate in their hands. Smiles on both of their faces. Kael’s hand immediately clenched. “What is this…” he muttered softly. He zoomed in on the photo. His eyes sharpened. “Married?” his voice turned cold.

“And unless you want to collect him in pieces, you’ll come with us.” That was how it began. Now, here he was. Facing Leo Moretti in a room that smelled like cigar smoke and polished floors. The contract lay between them like a curse. Twenty pages of legalese, with words like “consummation,” “joint living arrangement,” “public acknowledgment,” and, God help him, “non-termination clause.” It wasn’t a marriage. It was a sentence. “You’ll stay under my roof,” Leo said, his fingers tapping the table. “You’ll wear the ring. You’ll smile when you're told. And you won’t so much as breathe in another man’s direction. Understood?”

“The Hargrove amendment is in Mr. Keller’s office.” Of course it is. Something must flicker across my face because her expression shifts in response — small, quick, there and gone. “He’s not in,” she adds. “Site visit. He shouldn’t be back until three.” Shouldn’t. Good. I nod. “I won’t be long.” “No,” Cassandra says softly, already sitting again. “I don’t imagine you will.” I should ask what that means. I don’t. The door to his office is unlocked.

his fingers sensually dug tighter into my waist. “O-Oh.” Ellanie was speechless as she averted her eyes to me. “But then, she is married and even if you’re willing to be the ‘other man’, she’s still cheati--” “You meant Taylor? We’re just waiting for the divorce papers to be done so we can get married.” Kyler answered. Fucking hell. Ellanie’s eyes widened and she repeatedly looked at me and then to Kyler without saying a word. “Let’s go home and rest now, baby.” he whispered to me but Ellanie could hear it. I slowly nodded and Kyler looked at Ellanie again. “It was nice meeting you, Miss.”

“Hey, beauty queen, can we talk?” Taylor and I turn to the voice. Kell is standing behind Taylor with his arms crossed in front of his chest, looking intimidating. Taylor’s about six inches shorter than Kell. “Hey, Taylor.” Kell greets in an unfriendly voice. Taylor gives Kell his own measuring look and replies firmly, “Hey Cross, I didn’t know you knew Amara.” Kell quirks his luscious mouth and gives him a daring smirk. “Actually, Taylor, Amara is my girlfriend.”

The months of withdrawal from her usual life afterward. She had known Charles. Briefly and transactionally and in a way that he had believed was concluded. She had known Kelvin. And Kelvin had known something. I thought about the gym bench. Whatever you find out about him. Remember that first. He's a good man. Kelvin had said that before any of this was visible. Before Maria's name had surfaced. Before the file and the photograph and the phone call five days before the wedding. He had said it like a man laying something down in advance.