Unintended Marriage Novel Novels & Stories

Janice said slowly, “you had a one-night stand with Zayn freaking Marcini. You’ve been assigned to take care of Zayn Marcini. Do you have any idea what this means?” “That I should’ve smacked his annoying face?” She threw a pillow at me. “Be serious!” “I am serious!” I stood up, pacing. “Janice, he said he wanted to marry me, why would he ask that? Janice stood too, her voice awed. “Did you ask him why? But don't get your hopes up, girl, he has a reputation for being a womaniser and a playboy. He has dated a lot of models and actresses.”

I said, still gripping Nelly’s hand, “we’re getting married in church.” I felt her hand flinch. She pinched my palm slightly. She didn’t want this. Not like this. But I ignored it. My mom scoffed. “This marriage is a joke. She’s not our kind. She won’t fit in our world.” I didn’t even blink. I was done playing nice. “Wedding preparations will kick off immediately,” I said flatly. “And I don’t want any more interruptions.” I turned back to Diana, dead in the eyes. “I’m cutting all ties with the Arnolds.”

“Think about it. You’ve always had a thing for Evan Blackman. You told me about it more times than I can count—how you’d go breathless just seeing him in a magazine, how you felt like melting whenever he looked your way. So… why did you walk out on him?” I didn’t answer immediately. I couldn’t. My eyes dropped to my fingers, fidgeting with the hem of Maria’s throw pillow. A thick silence hung between us until I finally let out a long, shaky sigh and looked up to meet her gaze. Maria didn’t waver. She leaned forward slightly, her voice softer now. “Katie, if there’s anything I know for sure, it’s that sometimes the universe throws us a bone in the middle of chaos. You lost your family, your m

With that, he turns and walks out of the room without hesitation, leaving me standing exactly where he left me, the silence swallowing me whole as I blink back the tears threatening to spill and focus on keeping myself upright. I sit in the back of the car on the ride home, watching the city pass by through the tinted window and trying to register that I am technically married now, that somewhere in a drawer inside that estate, there is a document with my name beside Stephano’s, proof that my life has shifted into something that no longer resembles what it did yesterday. The driver doesn't speak, and I am grateful for that because I don't trust myself enough not to break the moment someone e

“How could you do this to me?!” “Do what to you? At least, all through the four years, you managed to achieve your aim too. To be a wife. An obedient wife and wife-in-law. You have tried so well as you have played your part, and it is over now. This is Lorraine, and I am going to marry her. She is carrying my baby as a matter of fact.” Dumbfounded, all Leilani could do was watch. She had never received such shocking news in her whole life.

Then, I packed my bags and turned off my phone. Without looking back, I boarded my flight. Some people were only meant to pass through our lives. If I loved the wrong person, I would be brave enough to let go. I would walk forward, knowing that every road has an end. But I must admit, I was also looking forward to it. "Christopher, I ran away from the wedding too. Aren't you surprised?" I murmured. … During my three years in Belvaria, I immersed myself in academia and secured an assistant professor position.

The scent of lemon and mint filled her, possibly from his cologne. Her thoughts raced wildly. She barely had nine months to live and this man was asking her for an entire year. She almost laughed again but stopped herself this time. Marriage. That hadn't been on the list of things she'd written out as a death wish but wouldn't it be nice to experience, especially since it'll be with the man who she'd had her first night with. At least before her time of death would come. She smiled at the thought. Noticing her smile, Vince seemed pleased. He mistook it for greed cause from the kind of world he was from, money always had a way to bend the will of any soul.

There it is. I knew this moment would come eventually. Just not today. Not when I already have twelve fires burning at once, Enid invading my thoughts more often than I care to admit, and a creeping suspicion in my chest that something about my past, the night that gave me Aurelia, isn’t as straightforward as I once believed. “Maris,” I begin slowly, choosing patience because anything else will worsen this. “My marriage is not your concern.” She laughs once, a bitter, brittle sound. “Not my concern? Cassian, you and I… we had something real.”

And now, when my child and I were facing a life-or-death situation, he was holding another woman in his arms, telling me I was overreacting. He said I was his only wife, yet he refused to give me even a legal marriage certificate. He said I was the only one in his heart, yet when I needed him most, he chose to take care of another woman. He said he would give me everything, yet he let me become a joke, an unwed mother whose child had no legal standing. I laughed until tears streamed down my face. Enough. It was truly enough. I steadied myself and walked to the bedroom. I pulled out the forged miscarriage certificate I had prepared long ago and left it on the table.

I partied at night with Chris and our wild group of friends but I studied during the day. But throughout the years, we still managed to find some middle ground. We both didn't want kids. And marriage wasn't a top priority. Chris is still a bachelor, never been married. I met Kathryn and she charmed me into a marriage that ended when she found another subject to charm. Chris attended the wedding and the funeral. He never knew about how the marriage went because I was self conscious he would laugh at me for falling out of our dumb pact to never get married and having it blow back in my face in the most ironic way possible. "Why didn't you tell me?" Chris says, he sounds oddly sober for this ti