Trolls Band Together Let's Get Married Novels & Stories

“And just so we’re clear…this marriage? It’s ink on paper. Nothing more. When we’re not in public, you’re not my husband. Also…I’m not changing my last name.” Nathaniel’s face didn’t move much, but a faint crease formed between his brows. “Why not?” I gave a casual shrug, lifting my glass. “I tried that once. Didn’t like how ‘Solane Grant’ sounded. This time, I’m sticking with Solane Blackwood.” He nodded, as if coming to terms with it. "Okay... fine. You want a fake marriage? I can give you that. After all, I’m marrying you to get back at my brother, not because of any romantic feelings between us."

I thought that Sabrina would understand that it was impossible for us to rekindle our relationship after I made my stance blatantly clear. However, I woke up to a barrage of messages the next day. "Are you and Sabrina getting engaged, Colin?" I had no idea what was going on. I tapped on the trending topics link that my friend sent me and frowned when I read the headline. "Is Marriage on the Table for the Lawrence and Monroe Families? The Romance of a Pair of Childhood Sweethearts Is About to Become a Reality!"

Then the chorus part of the song hit. "Who cares, baby, I think I wanna marry you." He pulled me closer and rested our foreheads together. I can't get rid of the smile on my lips and my erratic heart can't be calmed. "I want to marry you." He said huskily. Made my heart go crazier. The crowd are hyped up to Trev's singing and the band's performance was so good. The fireworks rocking along. Some people were taking photos and videos. Couples danced with their love one's.

I want this to stop. But it won’t stop. The hashtags are multiplying. The videos are edited, replayed, slowed down, turned into TikToks with snarky captions. One of them even zoomed in on my face at the wedding reception — a split second where I blinked — and captioned it, “When you know your friend’s marriage is doomed.” It’s ridiculous. It’s cruel. And I can’t fight it. “Sab…” Rolland says again, softer this time. His voice grates on me because it’s so patient, so calm, as if my world isn’t burning down.

The following days had us getting ready for Lustrows and Harol's wedding. The house was repainted, new furniture was bought, the lawn was cleared and decorated, and the whole house was looking spiff and spam. The union between The Silver Pack and The Arrowhead Pack was all over the news, it was going to be the biggest wedding in all the land. I was happy during this period because I was sure I would see Leoric again, my instincts told me he would be at the wedding and if he was there, I'll get to hang out with him,

I hope she didn't hear anything. T.b.c. Our Royale del Mariano wants to get married 😂😂 get ready to attend his wedding.. Guess what's gonna happen in our next episode..... . .

"Let's meet at the Next Cafe tomorrow at 12 pm." *** The next day, when we met, Drex handed me a document that immediately piqued my curiosity. "What's this?" I inquired, giving him a suspicious look. "Please read through it; it's the best solution I could come up with," he urged. I opened the document, and it was titled "Marriage Contract." As I perused its contents, it outlined the rules we would have to abide by: - Rule No. 1: Divorce after 5 years.

“What are you on today? Winnie’s not the type of person you think she is! She might treat me well, but she’s not a loose girl like you!” The pain in my knee flared up at that moment. Of course, she was not like me. I had been chasing after a man for five whole years. I did anything to please him. I even severed ties with my family for him. When he noticed the change in my expression, Luca started to panic. He explained awkwardly, “Wait, I don’t mean it that way. What I meant to say was…” “Luca, I’m getting mar-” All of a sudden, I wanted to tell him that I was getting married.

I took it and examined. It's an agreement. I just have to sign the marriage contract and be his wife in paper, act infront of his family and I get the chance to live in his mansion. He seems to be giving me a chance to stay here in Paraiso de la Ferrer but I have to be his wife. "This is crazy. You're crazy," I blurted out.

I mean, was all this even necessary? “Do you, Eric Sloan take, Laura Karma as your lawfully wedded wife?” Eric took his lower lip in, glancing at me and for some seconds, my pupils dilated like I was hoping him to say something. The press were around, paparazzi followed suit. They're convinced with all these stuffs. “Yes, I do.” Eric finally responded. The Pastor turned to me. “Do you, Laura Karma take, Eric Sloan to be your lawfully wedded husband?” He asked me.