When The War Is Over We'll Get Married Novels & Stories

“Evelina must officially become my Luna. We need a ceremony and I need to mark her.” “We’re in the middle of a war,” I responded evenly. “We don’t have time for a ceremony.” Gabe’s eyes softened. “In the midst of all this destruction, mi vida, I have a burning desire to create something beautiful—our union. You are the only peace I have ever known. We will have a proper human wedding once the war is over. Because I know we will survive. But I want you to become my Luna. My men will protect you in this war regardless, but I want our connection to be acknowledged, our love to be recognized. You are my mate, my soul’s other half. So let us have the ceremony now, and then we shall face the threa

Have kids and have a happy life but then no. Kanzeri decided to f*ck my life, now we are caught in the crossfire dealing with veterans of wars and we were just teenagers who play music and be famous- get married at 30 then have kids. Wait, I just said that a while ago. How can we get married in our 30s if there is an army of magic-infused artillery and now wreaking havoc in the whole continent. Well, the guns aren’t gonna cock and shoot by itself, it’s time for some action.

she badmouthed Kat. Kat gritted her teeth seeing the two together in front of her, while Warren's eyes rolled when he sees how Hailey cling to his friend. Grey, then, turned his head to look at Hailey, who do beautiful eyes at him to attract him more. "We are more suited for each other, Grey. Why don't we get married instead? I promise I'll be a better wife than her who always argues with you. She's such a pain in the aSs. Then after we get married, let's conquer the world and let everyone kneel in front of us. We could be a famous billionaire. We will be the largest group of shipment of drugs if we get married. Do you know that my Dad owned plenty of drugs with the highest investors all aro

And at night, when the world outside still whispered about scars and power and control, Liam would hold me, and we would laugh like two people who had clawed their way out of hell and finally found heaven in each other. The war was over. The empire stood. And love our love had won.

I said. He nodded, stepped out, and closed the door quietly behind him. The room fell quiet again. I sat back down slowly. Dante observed me in that consistent way he tended to when he was preoccupied, after all. “Well,” he said softly. “We survived our wedding.” “That was not a wedding,” I said. “That was a war zone.” “It was both.” I let out a small breath. “You are impossible.” “And yet you married me.” I looked at our joined hands. “Yes. I did.”

I stood in front of him in just my lace underwear. "We aren't planning a wedding anymore, Nico," I said. "We are planning a war." Nico’s eyes darkened. He pulled me against his chest, careless of the blood. He kissed me hard, full of desperation, and a promise of extreme violence. "Then let's go show the old men how the new generation fights," he growled against my lips.

I pulled Hannah close and kissed her temple. “It’s over,” I said. “The war is really over.” She leaned her head on my shoulder and smiled. “We won. Not by destroying them. By choosing each other.” We looked at our daughter, then at each other. The future stretched out in front of us, open and full of possibility. No more shadows. No more fear. Just love. Just family. Just the life we had fought so hard to build. I held them both close and felt something settle deep in my soul.

He promised me our future together, and this will be the last time I will go to war before being his wife. "Let's get married after this." His voice was pleading, and I can see the sincerity in his eyes. "I promise." I smiled and kissed him, that last kiss was the sweetest. All of the soldiers were waiting for me outside so I already made my way, he said he didn't want to see me off, because he knew I would go back like nothing happened and will continue the life with him.

He looked at me and asked, "Your Highness, didn't I tell you to stop toying with me?" I struggled to get up, but he tightened his grip on me. "Why do you keep barging into my life, Claire? Why do you keep seducing me?" Rowan suddenly kissed me hard. He bit my lips, rough and possessive. My mind went blank. I didn't know what was happening, but I had to admit that it felt pretty damn great. I was still dazed when Rowan let me go. He traced my eyes, still looking pale, as he said, "When the war ends, we'll return to the capital and get married."

“And then? Shall we get married? Edan asked when he saw the young woman return. "It's a deal!" She reached out, and the deal was sealed with a clench of her fists.