Unholy Matrimony Meaning Novels & Stories

It was expected really, the Widoeth is a maternal name anyways, it wasn't going to last. "And what makes you think I won't force you to marry me now when your father is alive ? Or when he's dead ?" I nodded at his debate. "You're right." I said. "But I'm not Hannah Sinclair, you can try but if you ever think of going along with this marriage on our wedding night I'll shoot you in the balls." Fear watched over Sinclair's eyes. I smiled loving that emotion displayed all over his face. He stammered in anger before he actually put his thoughts to words. "You dare threaten me, do you want to die ?" I yawned getting tired of his threats.

1: Divorce after 5 years. - Rule No. 2: Intimacy is not allowed. - Rule No. 3: Separate rooms until divorce. - Rule No. 4: No interference in each other's private business. - Rule No. 5: No falling in love with the other party. - Rule No. 6: Angel goes with her mum after the divorce. "What part of 'I don't want to marry you' don't you understand?" I retorted, feeling overwhelmed by frustration and anger.

“Set Amanda free from this marriage; you can’t remain married to my mate.” A hard gulp passed down my throat as his words sank into me. Of course, I was supposed to free her from our marriage, but why was it making me restless? “Can you do that?” Matthew asked, and I swallowed again. “She has to be set free,” he demanded. “I see no need in doing that; our marriage wasn’t real,” I tried giving an excuse. Matthew scoffed. “You two took the holy vows and exchanged rings before the servants of the goddess. What makes you think it isn’t real and sacred?” He questioned, and my words got seized in my mouth.

The lawyer sighed, placing his briefcase on the table before looking at me seriously. “Eloise, I’ve been working for the Hart family for many years. I’ve known you since after your grandfather passed. And I understand how complicated this situation is for you, but…” He adjusted his glasses. “Legally speaking, there is no marriage to dissolve.” I frowned. “What?” He clasped his hands together. “Since Matthew, your first husband, is still alive, your marriage to Elijah is considered null and void from the very moment Matthew returned. In the eyes of the law, you were never legally married to Elijah in the first place.”

"We've had three teams scour it. Your grandfather learned from your father's... indiscretions." The unspoken word “bastard” hung in the air like gun smoke. Specifically, Elijah. The brother who should have inherited half of everything if Father hadn't tried to burn the truth out of existence. I flipped open the folder, my eyes scanning the terms that were worse than I'd imagined: "Legal marriage: No proxies, no offshore quickies". "Public cohabitation: Verified by board-appointed inspectors." "No annulment for five years or assets freeze. " Marcus's smirk widened. "Problem, Damien? Not even your money can buy love."

Feel her searching for the right words. “Yes,” she said finally. “They are mated.” I closed my eyes, letting the weight of that answer settle over me. There was something… hollow about it. Something that didn’t quite fit. Before I could say anything, she added “They are mated,” she said. “But they aren’t fated mates.” The words struck like a blade. Somehow, that made it worse. Made it wrong. Because being mated without being true mates is unheard of A bond not forged by the goddess is unnatural.

"The bible says we should go into the world and multiply, this we can see in the book of Genesis." I opened my mouth to speak, ready to debate his words when he cut me off with, "You'll have your time to speak ma'am, let me finish." Thoroughly amused, I clamped my mouth shut and waited for him to complete his point. "As we know, we're expecting one child but if we're to calculate properly, this isn't much of a multiplication." I was confused. "What does that even mean?" "The bible says that a man shall cleave to his wife and both of them shall become one, we're expecting one. God didn't say we should have ones, He said we should multiply."

Raising his eyes from his book, the vicar fixed his gaze on us. "I require and charge you both, as you will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you knows any impediment, why you may not be lawfully joined together in matrimony, you do now confess it. For be well assured, that so many as are coupled together otherwise than God's Word doth allow are not joined together by God; neither is their matrimony lawful." Both of us stood there without making a single sound, our hands intertwining even more closely, determined never to let go.

she said, I nodded, then she held my hands in her, her eyes holding hope inside them. “now tell me, any babies on their way?” she asked, and I blushed, “I…we still haven’t decided this yet” I said, she nodded, giving me a sad smile, “I hope you consider me as a mother that cares about your happiness, babies are half happiness of marriage, it’s the purpose of marriage” she started, and I was listening to every word, understanding her worries. “if you’re trying, but it’s not working, I can show you the right…” she started, and I started to feel disgust of what she was about to say, it was so damn weird, this women was trying to show me how it works!!