When I Marry A Stranger Novels & Stories

I handed it back to him without looking at him. “There,” I said, trying to sound indifferent, as if this was just another regular moment in my day. “I’ll call you,” he promised, his smile almost mischievous as I turned to leave. “And I’m Evan by the way” he called out,But I didn’t feel like I was walking away from a stranger anymore.

"Why the hurry? I must be dreaming because everything has been happening so fast." Bryan's face turns to me, his eyes shining. "It's nice to be married, isn't it?" He pulls me in closer, his voice softer. "What's mine is yours, and what's yours…is mine." His lips kiss me again. Something in that sentence rings in my head. A dulled alarm. A tiny sense of unease. I shake it off. It's a marriage promise. Dad was just getting to my head. There's nothing to be worried about.

Always shutting me out. And I hated that. Why I hated it? No idea. But I was starting to realize that a part of me wanted to know Aaron Vanderbilt. I wanted to get to know the handsome stranger I married. And I hated that he wasn’t warming up to me. All I wanted was a conversation, nothing much. I wanted him to smile at me the way I had seen him smile with others. Why couldn't I get to see that smile directed at me? Amidst my numerous thoughts, I stopped myself.

"Why?" She looked away for a moment, her jaw tightening. "Because I was supposed to get married today too. To someone I've known for three years. Someone who just called to tell me he's in love with my best friend instead." Her eyes met his again, and he saw steel beneath the hurt. "So yes, I'm willing to marry a stranger. At least then I'll know exactly where I stand." The honesty in her response caught him off guard. He'd expected desperation or an angle, some hint that she recognized him and saw an opportunity. But she seemed genuinely wounded, acting on impulse rather than calculation.

he chimed before adding. "Although it's tempting to be one. I wondered how your blood would taste, especially when you are mad." My head snapped at him, unable to believe what this man was saying. "You are insane.." I blurted, eyes wide in shock He shrugged. "And you are surprised. You forgot I got married to a stranger I met at a club." He retorted. The door was pushed open, and I got into the warm foyer. Warm chatter drifted towards us. I shrank back for a moment knowing who it was.

I sighed deeply, already exhausted by the conversation before we had even made it to the living room. I took a turn into the living room and immediately came to a halt, the smile on my face fading almost instantly. The man standing in the middle of the living room wasn’t Orion. Instead, a complete stranger stood there waiting beside the couch, dressed in an all-black suit that somehow made his already intimidating appearance even more severe. My brows pulled together into a deep frown immediately. “Who are you?” I asked cautiously. Beside me, Aria instantly stiffened too. “You don’t know him?” she blurted out, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at the man like she was seconds away from physical

“We should talk some other time. The concern of my readers is more important to me. ” If she chooses whom she would like to be with, there is no doubt that Shean will quickly choose the stranger. She turned to the walking testosterone, and before she could understand what was happening, she just felt he hold one of her arms and pulled her out of the bar. She did not felt the need to struggle. The touch of his hand on her seemed to ignite her intense desire to be confined to the long and strong arms of a stranger. It is fine with her wherever he takes her, as long as he holds her. She will come with him.

The rest of the night was a blur. Her leading me up to my room. Unlocking the door and pushing me in. Me stumbling to my bed, my breath racing, heart pumping. Needy and desperate for someone's touch. For a release. Finding a man in my bed. Kissing him. Having sex with him. Oh God. I swallowed as the memory came slamming back to me and I sat up quickly, finding my clothes and putting them back on. I found my purse sitting on the bedside table and feeling horrible for basically assaulting a stranger last night, I left some cash on the table for him as compensation.

I was being used by him. He never loved me but I pictured my future with him. I pictured how our lives will be. Simple and full with love and happiness. All that shattered when I saw the picture. However, I've moved on. No man will charm me again. I'm not naive like before. I know it when a guy is being fake. The red lights turns green and I moved forward to continue driving. All of a sudden, I heard a loud bang on my car. Thank God I was wearing seat belt.

When I got there, I have plan to rest first, but Madame Hale immediately instructed me on what to do. The human to be married seems to be rich. This reception was really granded. And here I am again, since we were organizing the wedding reception, I remembered Alpha Liam and Lily. I took a deep breath, in through my nose, out through my lips and Siena noticed me, "Are you still thinking about that scary handsome guy?" I know that she is referring to the handsome stranger who called me by my name. But that man is not the only thing on my mind. Actually there are three of them, Alpha Liam, Travis and then him.