Wake Up Married Novels & Stories

The room is still a little dark and Oliver keeps caressing me while we kiss, the naughty boy only penetrates me when I'm almost begging him and we both moan softly and have hot sex under the covers. We had a good time and while I was there relaxing a bit before the cell phone woke me up, I wondered if this is what it's like to be married, is this how it happens in a real marriage? Is it common for a man to kiss his wife without even brushing his teeth and wake her up with a hard cock wanting to have sex? Well, if it's not going to be like that, I don't even want it. The fact is that if I get married again in this life, I want these things.

I probably did not kill someone, but I wasn’t a man raised to survive in the mafia. Jude smiled grimly, seeing my expression. “That’s the man you married, Isadora. I understand if you’re scared of me now. I won’t stop you from moving into another bedroom, but you’ll certainly understand that we’ll have to stay married for Simona and Daniele. They can’t lose you too.”

The worst situation she feared came true after all. Her husband....was comatose. She married not only a crippled but a comatose husband. *****

Just us, teasing and laughing like a regular couple. But deep down, I knew reality was waiting just outside that door. We didn’t have the kind of normal marriage others had. It was still a secret marriage, and sometimes that reminder crashed over me like a wave. No matter how close we became in these moments, there were still things we hadn’t confronted. The next morning, Kayden woke me up with his usual firmness. “Zara, time to get up.” I groaned, rolling over in bed. “Not now, I’m still sleeping.”

Sweet or fragrant? — "Wake up! wake up!" I quickly got up from my bed when I heard my alarm clock speak loudly. I frowned and scratched my head. I still want to sleep. I woke up again thinking about that wedding that my parents are preparing for me. And the funny thing is that I was immediately introduced to the parents of that man. I lay down on the bed again and rolled around while I messed my hair. I'm disgusted! Why are they excited to marry me? I didn't even think of getting married even when I was thirty. Can't they wait for me to say that I'm going to get married?

"You're damn married! Jake is a fucking asshole!" Everything is finally in its place! She has a loving-supportive husband who puts her first and Jared never shouts at her! Their love story might have happened too fast but who cares? She loves him and he loves her, it's all that matters. It should be. Before her alarm could, Rossie already woke up, groaning and stretching. Then she sits up, grabbed her phone on her side table, and started scrolling through Ellisa's spammed texts. Finally, at the bottom, she sees her husband's text.

Selene watched in panic, terrified that I might drop another bombshell. Facing the guests and the cameras, I offered a polite smile. "First of all, congratulations to Ms. Liraine and Mr. Riverton on their marriage and future success in business." I paused, then reached into my pocket and raised a marriage certificate high for everyone to see. "Secondly, I'd like to clarify something. Half a month ago, I already registered my marriage with my wife, Aria Grant. I'm here today purely as a guest—to offer my congratulations."

Safe House, Bedroom Aria woke without an alarm. Her eyes opened to gray morning light filtering through the curtains. For a moment, she lay very still, trying to understand why she was awake. Her body knew something her conscious mind was still catching up to. Today was her wedding day. The thought settled into her chest like something physical. Something that had weight and couldn't be dismissed or reasoned away. She was getting married today. In approximately eight hours, she would be standing in a white dress saying vows to Dante Russo in front of people who mattered.

“I was starting to think you’d become one of those sad people who think we’re too grown to have fun.” “Okay.” Sasha paused. “I’m going to tell you the truth, but I must warn you that it’s even less believable.” “What, you got lost in space?” Marcus folded his arms and pressed his lips together. “Close. I got married to a billionaire. It’s not a real marriage and it was supposed to be a secret, that’s why I never told you. So…” She stared at her friend’s confused face. “Um…” “Okay, come with me”. Sasha pulled his arm to where she parked Darnell’s car. “You know cars. What car is this?”

Lights out. When I opened my eyes again, I was on some leather couch, head splitting. Floor-to-ceiling windows, Manhattan skyline blazing. Whole place screamed rich guy drama. "You're awake." That voice. I twisted around. Aiden sat behind some sleek desk, rocking a tailored suit, looking older, sharper—colder. A platinum ring caught the light. My stomach tanked. Married. "Aiden?" I rubbed my head. "Where even are we? What happened?" He tossed a file down, eyes like ice. "Nice try. Getting drunk to stall the papers? Not gonna stop the divorce."