Unintended Marriage Novel Novels & Stories

And deep down, I knew something was off. Barry wanted this marriage too much. My mother looked haunted. And the Kingstons…..they didn’t need us. But they wanted me. Why? This whole getting married is so sudden and strange. I mean who still does arranged marriage in this century? A few minutes ago I was excited about finishing my second book and submitting it to the editors and publishers. And now I find myself in this mess. Why does God hate me? Why has the universe decided to punish me? I didn’t have answers to any of my questions, but

I lay in bed, my mind spinning with thoughts of the abortion report and their closeness. When Nancy finally pushed open the door, I wanted to confront her face-to-face. If she didn't love me, why did she agree to marry me? And since she had said yes, why couldn't she keep her distance from other men? Why could she be so shamelessly close to another man right in front of me? A flood of questions pressed on my heart, but the words turned into a bitter and helpless statement when they rolled off my tongue. "The wedding's coming soon; if you've changed your mind, you can tell me now."

Unfortunately, there was only a deliveryman holding a small box standing before him instead of the figure he was hoping for. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Hunter Jones? You have a parcel from Ms. Audrey White." Hunter eagerly signed his name and accepted the package when he heard Audrey's name. He was dumbstruck after opening the box. That was because there was a fake marriage certificate, Audrey's engagement ring, and several printed images of Sarah's past social media posts in the box. It turned out that Audrey had long known about his marriage registration with Sarah. Each of his affections toward Sarah was posted on social media and became the weapon Sarah used against Audrey.

The hardest part, they both agreed, would be telling their families. Maya's parents lived two hours away in a small town where everyone knew everyone's business. Her father, Roberto, was a high school principal with traditional values and high expectations for his only daughter. Her mother, Carmen, was a nurse who'd always dreamed of Maya becoming a doctor. They'd sacrificed so much to help her go to college, to give her opportunities they'd never had. And now she had to tell them she was pregnant and unmarried at nineteen.

Then I kept reading. The next paragraph hit harder. “Allegations of infidelity within your marriage have further compromised your credibility and rendered you temporarily incompetent for active decision making.” My throat went dry. That word incompetent echoed louder than anything else. It didn’t make sense. My new marriage wasn’t leaked on the internet. Unless… unless someone leaked it. I forced a laugh but it died halfway. Because there was nothing funny about someone trying to erase me. My phone buzzed. It buzzed again. A new message flashed across the screen.

For families like theirs, marriage was never about love—it was a calculated transaction, a means to maximize benefits. Personal choice was nothing more than a luxury they weren’t entitled to. Sure, on paper, Grace had married well—a husband of impeccable lineage, wealth, and striking looks. But what was the point? They had gone their separate ways after a short period they signed the papers. They didn’t see each other, not even enough to put on a pretense of a functional marriage. And who knew? Perhaps Raphael had already built a whole other life for himself in Australia.

I was always his best friends baby sister. That distance that he created between us was one of the main reasons I'd been so shocked and excited when James had agreed to our marriage. While unconventional, it was the first time that a man I'd shown interest in, showed some interest back. But I suppose now I know that doesn't always mean that things will work out. I glanced back over at Shawn, wondering if maybe our timing was just never right. Maybe we needed life and distance to figure out what we truly wanted. Or maybe I'm still living in some fantasy world where I get it all. But when I picture my life, I can't see beyond now. It's like my mind has blocked me from creating a future.

Maybe all my bad fortune came from getting married to a man that’s over twenty years older than I am, and actually praying to see him again, even once; and then finally seeing him again but he’s married with two beautiful kids, and he can’t remember who I am, and then wishing that I our own marriage was legal and out to the world; maybe it started from all that. I closed my eyes as I recalled the shocked look Uu Bin had on his face when Sarah called my name and mentioned the tattoo. He looked so disappointed afterwards like he didn’t expect me to be like that. Well, I didn’t expect him to be a womanizer and break his beautiful family like that. We were even. God, I was so embarrassed. “I’m o

Her heart heavy with conflicting emotions, she made sure to be quiet as she left the room, leaving behind the echoes of their passionate union. Meanwhile, Sebastian woke up, reaching out for the soothing touch of the woman who had ignited him. He met cold sheets, a stark reminder of their fleeting connection. Little did both of them know, fate had weaved their destinies together, setting the stage for a chaotic journey of emotions, unexpected revelations and love.

But marriage wasn’t the sort of commitment I was willing to indulge in. Until yesterday, I had chosen not to dwell on that part since our course was already set because in a few more months, we were to go our separate ways. But what if there was an alternative ending to our story? What if our marriage didn't have to end? I was not the sort of person who practiced self deception. I knew a time in my life would come when I would need to take a wife and maybe have a child or two or even three. I could actually do worse than marrying Amelia. It had been a master stroke of luck that I had chosen on Amelia to be my 'wife'.