Twisted Marriage Novels & Stories

"You find that funny? You've been leading me on.Making me think you love me as much as I love you but all this while,you were preparing for your wedding" Okay. I'm beyond confused right now because he looks pretty serious. I looked down at the newspaper. And there it was I was supposedly getting married to one of the most powerful Brazilian billionaire,Damien O'Connell. Maybe it's another woman who goes by my name but my breath caught in my throat when I saw my picture. I don't understand. How can I be getting married?

Was this the same man she got married to three years ago? What changed? What did she do wrong? That night, Emilia couldn't catch a glimpse of sleep as she tossed and turned in bed, regretting her decision to sign the papers without checking. But nothing could go wrong, right?

Martin demanded, his voice beginning to rise with anger. "I chose to enter a lawful marriage after my previous one had been legally dissolved. My actions are nothing like yours, Martin—having an affair until the other woman became pregnant, then secretly marrying her behind your first wife's back under the pretense of an unregistered marriage. Ironically, you demoted your lawful first wife to second place in your life." Marwan's words cut through Martin like a blade, leaving a deep ache in his heart.

“Are you going to be our new mommy?” The question hit me like a quiet punch. Shawn’s hand found my shoulder, steadying me. “No, sweetheart,” I said softly. “I’m going to marry your father. But your mommy will always be your mommy.” Carlisle watched us with a complicated expression. Later, while the twins explored the terrace with Shawn, she pulled me aside near the windows overlooking Central Park. “I’m getting married too,” she said, almost conversationally. “To a CEO in London. He knows about the twins. He’s good with them. Stable. The kind of man who doesn’t need contracts or systems to stay.”

the man said, turning back to his book. “The Cawthorn Corp goes to any of the children who gets married first and their marriage has to last for at least a year” the man said calmly as he flipped the pages. “What?” Festus snapped. “You heard the man and fortunately enough, I’m engaged, to be married” I said, showing him my fingers, the ring carefully placed to shine. “You thief!” Maria said, standing up. “How am I a thief, I’m my father’s first child and I’ll be getting married, aren’t you supposed to be happy for me?” I asked, a smirk forming on my lips.

He crossed his arms and rested his elbow on the armchair, his palm supporting his tilted head as if he were assessing the children. “Tales,” Raja called out, indicating he was scared. “I know,” was all Tales could mutter as he didn’t look away from the man’s face. He stared at it as if engraving the man’s face into his memory. He clenched his teeth. The man smirked darkly and stood at the center of the mezzanine. “Welcome to Twilight Organization. I am happy and excited that some of you will be part of our family,” said the twisted man.

“The other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”

Taking a step forward she closes the space between us, I feel inclined to move forward but I remain rooted in my spot trying not to show any signs of weakness although my knees are begging for rest. “This husband of yours only got married to you because you gave birth to twins in a cryptic pregnancy. Perhaps if he was aware from the start he would’ve asked you to abort, but that’s not all.” “Your marriage was only a contract, yes you heard me right, Cameron told you to sign a contract in exchange for marriage and you stupidly agreed!” Her tone is loud and harsh, a cold shrill runs down my body because I would’ve never imagined this. I did question how we got married but I didn’t think it wou

Simone and Kyle were college sweethearts and had wanted to get married after they graduated. But Kyle's parents had been against the union, thereby arranging for me to get married to their son. And I have to say, out first year of marriage was like a battlefield. Kyle had resented me because I was keeping him away from his love. How pathetic. "Get out." I was sick of doing this. Sick of going back and forth. This ends now. "What?" "You heard me. This is just a one time thing." I pointed at the door. I was going to make sure it never happened ever again.

"Alright." When we got to the car, he courteously opened the door for me. "Emilia, I've already prepared your anniversary gift. I'll try to spend more time with you these days. It's time we had a child, too." I didn't respond. This marriage was a mistake from the start, including the idea of a child. It was all part of Twinkle's plan. When we arrived at the house, I walked ahead. Twinkle's phone rang. He answered, frowning slightly as he glanced at the screen.