Toxic Marriage Novels & Stories

She looked out the window at the dark street. "He’s my husband," she murmured. "He should have seen it." "He’s a product," I countered. "You have to understand the factory. Gideon is a machine, but Helena is the one who built him to be cold. She’s the one who wired him to stay silent while Selene and the staff tore you down. She programmed the indifference. To Gideon, the marriage was a strategic merger. He didn't know the merger was founded on a fraudulent debt his mother created."

Not one of them looked at me with pity. The Master of Rites stood at the front of the hall, his long robes touching the marble floor, and right beside him was Alpha Alexander, my husband. The word felt wrong and unreal in my head. It made me regret all the times I had wished for a husband of my own. He stood there expressionless, like he neither agreed nor disagreed with what was happening. If he hated this marriage, he did not show it. If he wanted it, he did not show that either. His face was calm, almost bored, like this was nothing more than another duty to complete.

TONI’S POV The four walls of the high-rise penthouse felt less like a sanctuary and more like a beautifully curated death row. For months, the atmosphere in this house had been toxic, thick with the suffocating scent of my husband’s hypocrisy and the rot of a marriage that had been dead long before I ever let Jordan Blackwood into my bed. I sat at the edge of the Italian leather sofa, my fingers white-knuckled around a crystal glass of amber liquid that did absolutely nothing to calm the cold, calculating rage vibrating beneath my skin.

He explained, meaning they’ll catch up to us later. I swallowed, then shrugged, acting as if I was unbothered by them. As a matter of fact? I was dying from the inside. So that was it? They were back together, soon they’d be raising a baby together… I shook my head, what the hell was I talking about? They belong to each other, everyone who knew this couple would say that! They didn’t only belong to the same world, they accepted each other, both of them were toxic! What if they don’t? My brain asked.

“Someone had to help you.” “Di che diavolo stai parlando?! (What the hell are you talking about?!)” He shouts at Patrick, “Getting me married is not helping me!” I don’t think I will say this again, but I agree with Keenan, and I don’t think Patrick is helping him by what he’s doing. He’s only going to make things worse for Keenan and me. Marriage fixes nothing that’s broken. I have my late mother and father to testify to that. And he picked the two worst matches and placed them together. He should have known it was going to be a disaster, especially because it wasn’t our choice.

Leonard answered his brother furiously while clenching his right hand that was holding the glass of wine. ***** I was extremely anxious as I lay on the bed. I couldn't sleep, as I think in the glaring eyes of my husband. It was the opposite of what it shows at our wedding. That day when he was so good to me and caring. I felt that anytime the man I marry would strangle me while I am asleep due to hatred. I cried even more as I thought about what could happen. I blame myself for why I hadn't thought of such things before I agreed to get married. Then the door in the room where I laid opened slowly. I was trembling in fear when I think that it might be my husband. I am pretending to be asleep

"Get over the pain? Aurora, I also lost a child like you, and yes I admit that it was all my fault, and I deserved this treatment against you. I accept all your accusations against me. But what you want now is not. You keep giving me no hope to recover and apologize to you. I am your husband—" "We are married in only just a piece of paper, Damien. Even before we got married we both knew what our roles were for each other. It was only by chance that we reached this point. As I remember— we all started with our business marriage. Everything is planned, everything was planned... and all this is just an agreement because they want us to get married." His jaws tightened at what I said. I can also

“I’ll go straight to the point. You have been in a very toxic marriage with my son and I just want to inform you that I knew what was happening inside those years you’re married to him.” For a moment, I felt a little catastrophe churning in my stomach. I bit my lower lip and then waited for his mother to finish and listen carefully to what she was going to say. “You will tell for sure that I let my son treat you wrong but believe me… no matter how much I want to retract you from this marriage, he won’t let me meddle because of one specific reason, hija…” now, that reason made my taste bitter. I bit my tongue and smiled with pain on it. “Of course, mama. That r

I never really loved Eden, I just loved the idea of what he represented for me. The freedom, the power, and the ability to finally have a family of my own. He never really gave me what I wanted anyway; all he did was serve me disappointment after disappointment for the full three years of marriage. I know my marriage has been toxic, but I was holding on to the sense of security offered by my position as Luna of the pack. “I accept the end of this marriage.” I whispered in shock. Tears spilled down my eyes, as I stared at the mass of people standing

His breath was fast, and he looked miserable from the effect of the cocaine he sniffed. “You don't understand,” he persuaded. “This is a contract between us and we just have to get married for one year. I just want them to believe I am married and give me the position of the C.E.O. and you can walk away with cash. I win and you win. You never have to go hungry again.” Alda did not know what to say. But at this moment, she knew she was not going to reject such big money if she did not hear all the terms of the contract.