Will You Marry Me Again Novels & Stories

He even joked by saying, "Why can’t I stay here tonight? You have already made me to ejaculate while pretending to be Hudson." When I refused to let him stay, he suggested renewing our marriage this Saturday, just two days away. I had a bold idea, one that would deliver the final blow to Alexander. I would send him a wedding invitation. If I couldn’t strip him of his CEO position, I could at least leave him haunted by the memory of me marrying someone else. "The ex-wife of Mr. Alexander finds true love." That would be the headline on my wedding invitation card. Perfect. As I planned the wedding in my head, I remembered my hospital appointment. Saturday was approaching fast, and I had so much

He says my name like a prayer, “Will you marry me – again?” _________________

HUNTER "Will you marry me, again?" Anya's voice trembled as she spoke, but her eyes...her beautiful, pleading eyes held mine without wavering. I narrowed my eyes. "Are you worthy?" I saw it immediately...the way her face crumbled, the way her confidence wavered. She hadn't expected that question. But she should have. She bit her lower lip, her fingers gripping her dress. "I… I don’t know," she admitted. "But I want to be. I’ll do whatever it takes, Hunter. I swear it."

“I don’t wanna wake up alone again. For the past few months, I knew the feeling of waking up with you and planning our future together. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you, babe. Marry me?” “Aren’t we already married?” I showed him the rings on my finger, which I never took them off again just to say something because, honestly, I was still flabbergasted. “Marry me again?” “But why?” “I want to marry you again, not because you were forced to say yes or I do, or I will. Will you marry me for the second time?” When he looked at me this way—like I was his world, his soul, like he belonged to me and I belonged to him, of course, I wouldn’t say no.

"Our wedding." Panic rises within me. "I won't marry you again!" Unperturbed, he counters, "As if you have a choice. You and I will become husband and wife once again in just a few moments."

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

“I want to marry you again.” I froze. “What?” “I know we already had a wedding, but I want to do it right this time.” I was silent for a long second. “Good. Because I wouldn’t say yes otherwise.” He chuckled, but when I didn’t laugh, his smile dropped. “Wait, you’re serious?” “I am,” I said. “That wedding wasn’t for me. It wasn’t even about us. If we’re going to do this again, I want something real. Something that feels like it’s about us.”

"What?" "Marry me. Again. I know we're technically still married, but I want to do it right this time. I want a ceremony with our children there, with all our friends and family. I want to stand in front of everyone we love and promise to love you, honor you, protect you for the rest of my life." Tears filled my eyes. "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you. Again. As many times as you want." He kissed me deeply, and we made love again, slower this time, savoring every moment.

“I want more years with you, Poppy, more fights about who finishes the chicken and ice-cream. More nights and days to make love to you. I want more mornings waking up to your hair scattered on my pillow.” He slipped both rings back on my finger, the original band and the new one, side by side. “So I’m asking again, right here, with you naked and honest, the way we started… Poppy, will you marry me again?” I stared at him, my eyes already wet with tears even though we'd discussed it before. I couldn't help but shed a few tears. One was the betrayal and lust which I am not sorry for and the other was pure excitement about marrying the man I love with all my hear

For the rest of our time here on this earth together, I will always love you, support you, and treasure you. Let's start this new chapter in our Journey together by rebuilding our Love Let’s make the future bright with happy dreams. There’s no way I could put into words just how much I adore you, and I’ll never get over having the opportunity to share our love with each other once again. I promise that this time, there will be no hardships or bad luck for us, only happiness and us. So, Gabriella Harrison, the strongest woman alive, will you marry me again? Since I didn't give you an ideal one last time as I was an A-class A-hole." I asked. Gabriella got down o