Will U Marry Me By Jason Derulo Novels & Stories

"The only girl I will marry is Jessica Alba." I quirked an eyebrow, amused. "In that case, let me know if you ever run into Bradley Cooper." Wes failed to bite back his amusement as he laughed deeply. "Let's make a deal. In the next 11 years, if we're not married to Jessica Alba and Bradley Cooper, do me a favour and just marry me." I bit down on my lip, stopping myself from reading further into his words. I raised my eyebrows, "I think I'd have more luck as a one-night stand. Marriage is far too much commitment for you, Wes."

Just him. I looked at the ceiling. I thought about the world we were going back to today. The flight. The city. The apartment. The full resumed reality of two people who had married in the middle of something that hadn't finished arriving yet. Louis out there. Maria with Plan B in her phone. Ella watching. Ella always watching. I turned my head and looked at the water through the open shutters. Blue and still and asking nothing. Then my phone lit up on the nightstand.

Everyone expected Evelyn Sinclair to become the future mistress of the Hawthorne family. After all, she had spent years loving the man she was destined to marry. But on the day of their wedding, her fiancé publicly calls off the ceremony, accuses her of being cold and heartless, and chooses her adopted sister instead. Humiliated before the country’s elite, Evelyn refuses to beg for a man who never truly chose her. Instead, she walks toward the only person no one expected to stand beside her, the groom’s disowned older brother. A man feared by his own family. A man with every reason to destroy the empire that cast him aside. Their marriage begins as a calculated alliance, a move that sends s

We were having a girl! Riley kissed me. “I’m so happy I really wanted a girl!” “Me too!” I admitted. “Hey, Liv?” “What’s up baby?” I asked. “Are you okay?” “I will be once I know what you’ll say.” Riley laughed. “To what?” I gasped as Riley dropped down one knee. “Olivia Holland…will you marry me?” Uma’s POV I no longer felt empty. I had no reason to. I had everything I had ever wanted. Love, adoration and soon I would have fame. I knew our album was going to do wonderful and we would be skyrocketed into stardom.

I froze and I heard the song 'Marry Me' by Jason Derulo played. I regained back to reality when Blake kneeled his one leg and pull out the ring. He gazed deep into my eyes and I feel the wetness in my eyes. "Will you marry me, Ava?" He said deeply with sincerity. I swallowed, sobbing. I closed my eyes and counted to ten. I didn't think this will come into my life. I thought before I was growing old single. I thought I was invulnerable in love but no. I nodded continuously while crying. "Y-yes, B-Blake... I will marry you." I stated and everybody clapped their hands while saying 'wohoo..'. He stood up and abruptly claimed my lips.

“Let me show everyone you’re mine.” She stiffens slightly, her breath hitching. “Jason… if you mark me before we get married again, they’ll see it.” “Good,” I reply, my lips brushing her skin. “I want them to know you belong to me.” "No, not before we get married again,"

I awkwardly let go. “This is the right time for my confession,” he said suddenly. “What confession, Mr. Grayson?” I asked, puzzled. “Becky!” He paused for a while as he looked into my eyes. “There is no Mr. Hudson,” he said softly. “I’m the one. Please, will you marry me?” To my utter shock, he knelt down and pulled a ring out of his pocket. Had he been carrying that ring around, waiting for a moment like this?

This deal is my gateway to a higher position even if that means to get married to some constipated duck . Yuck marriage. "So you purpose that if I get married then I have the deal." I asked in my strictly business tone. " Yes, then the deal is all yours ." And to that I smirked. _________________________ And that's when Bella entered my cabin. Sealing her fate with the devil itself forever. Well it's better to marry her than any of those constipated ducks. Smirks ___________________________ " Brother, why sudden marriage?" Jason asked constantly, nagging me about it .

"Your husband?" "Yes, my husband. If you can marry before the divorce, why can't I marry after the divorce? Why are you so bitter?" I took a step forward but Jason pulled me back to him. I was tired of the way he was trying to downplay my marriage. I flicked a brow as realization kicked in. "And if I remember clearly , you have used the two days grant, so what are you doing here?" I asked him. His eyes dropped but he said nothing.

"Well then, I guess I'm gonna sing something for you. I swear you don't have the right to leave me after you hear my voice, no matter how awful it is." He then started to strum his guitar. A familiar melody suddenly went out of that wood, and although I had been used to that ever since I started working as a performer, to see a man this masculine and a person whom I met as a stern and arrogant one, it was fascinating. My eyes widened. My heart started to pound hard and fast as I saw him standing in front of me. "A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head..." he started to sing the first lyrics of an old yet famous song right now. It was Marry Me, by Jason Derulo.