Three Marriages Novels & Stories

"Three years ago, standing at the altar under the admiring gaze of hundreds, Gabriel declared that he would love only Catherine, unwaveringly, for the rest of his life. Three years later, after receiving a diagnosis of infertility, he heartlessly threw divorce papers in her face and cast her out onto the streets with nothing. Three years ago, Catherine, in her kindness, saved a girl who was about to be sold into a brothel, taking her in as a beloved younger sister. Three years later, watching the very girl she once saved walk down the aisle on her ex-husband's arm, standing in the same place she once stood, reciting the vows she once made, Catherine could only muster a bitter smile. She gently touched her flat stomach, where an unborn life, a gift from heaven, was beginning to form. She vowed to herself that she would leave Gabriel far behind, but... 'Catherine, you are mine. Divorce or not, you will forever belong to Gabriel.' 'Catherine, be good. Stop causing trouble, okay?' 'Catherine! If you dare to leave, I will break your legs!' 'Catherine, stay with me, I beg you...'"

I was Byron Estrada's doormat, always there to fulfill his every whim. But Byron hated me, ridiculing me at every turn. It was all because three years ago, I ran away the day before our wedding. Now, three years later, I had returned with a child—whose real father just so happened to be Byron's brother.

Three princes. One mate. A curse that leaves her weakened and vulnerable. Rejected under the full moon and cursed, Jasmine is left smell-blind, unable to detect the scent of the world around her. When she gets the opportunity to go to Ivory Spire, she takes the chance without looking back! But there three royal princes enter her life, claiming she is theirs! In a world where smell is one of the way to know a true connection, how can Jasmine believe them when she cannot smell them at all? She was broken by one rejection, now three princes are determined to claim her, and they won't stop until she believes them. But she isn't just running from heartbreak. A dark mystery surrounds the night she was cursed...

For centuries, the four Elven kingdoms of Greenborne, Windrider, Frostborne and Mirefolk have been bound together by King Arion’s Decree, a political pact enforcing marriages between realms to preserve peace. As the four Greenborne princesses come of age, each is sent toward a future decided long before she was born. None of them are prepared for how deeply desire will disrupt duty. Loren, the eldest, is betrothed to the Prince of Windrider. Fierce and determined, she clashes with his cousin, the proud Duke Alix, a man whose presence challenges her control. What begins as hostility unravels into something far more dangerous. In a true enemies to lovers romance, Loren is forced to choose between duty and the pull of her own heart. Sybille, the second princess, is sent north to Frostborne already in love with a man she cannot have. In the icy court of a powerful king, she becomes a queen but remains anchored to her past, unable to give up her childhood lover, her adopted brother. Her story becomes one of betrayal, sacrifice and the devastation of choices made for duty rather than desire. Rowan, the most practical of the sisters, approaches marriage with logic rather than passion. But when she is drawn into a love triangle involving a charming nobleman and a loyal companion she is forced to reconsider everything she believes about love, stability and trust. Mariselle, the youngest, enters Mirefolk through scandal and a forced marriage. Headstrong and untamed, she clashes with her new husband in a union defined by conflict and reluctant attraction, threatening to consume them both as they try to outwit and outmanoeuvre each other. All four sisters discover the Marriage Decree was never just about duty, but about the cost of desire itself and the price to be paid. ROMANTASY

“why do you hate me so much and live him?” Night asked while cageing her in his arms. looks like owner of body in which Sandra was in love with someone else. “ look I dont know who HE is so I dont love him and neither you” At Sandra’s reply Night seemed pleased and got off her. What the hell! Sandra was in body of girl she saw in her dreams. she doesnt know how but here is the question If she was in body of girls in her dreams then where is soul of this body? . "Morning cupcake!" Enola eyes were wide awake after she heard an unfamiliar voice getting up she only foundnd herself gawking at most handsome man she had seen in her entire life “ My wife likes what she sees”Johnathan said what the fuck? Enola didnt even knew this man but he was talking about marriage that was when she saw her reflection in mirror. She was spitting image of girl in her dreams. how the hell did this even happen? . . *Switched* 2 girls belonging to complete different worlds got their souls switched into each others bodies. Sandra Holland and Enola Holmes . for some unknown reason these girls saw each other in their dreams and once they were drawn into unwanted marriages they wished to be girl in their dream. once their souls got switched their wish came as reality and slap them hard across face as they were now in an unknown world in an unknowns person's body and were married to unknown men. they struggle to return to their bodies and worlds but always failed thanks to their unwanted husbands. would they able to return to their bodies and worlds Or would they fall for their unwanted husbands and accept life they have?

My mother was dying. Her only wish before she passed was to see me married. For 27 days, I begged my girlfriend, Monica Teller, and she finally agreed to register for marriage with me on the 27th day. I waited at the courthouse until closing, but she never came. That same day, her childhood sweetheart, Gurney Barnes, posted their marriage certificate on social media. [Time sure flies. Three more days, and we'll have been married for a month.] It was then I finally realized that she had married her childhood sweetheart since the first day I started begging her. Not long after, an apology text from Monica buzzed on my phone. [I'm so sorry, Lincoln. Gurney's family was forcing him into marriage. I couldn't stand by and watch him get shackled to a stranger. Just give it three days. We'll file for divorce. Three days later, I'll marry you." Three days later, she showed up at the courthouse in a wedding gown, But the only thing waiting for her was my message. [Goodbye, Monica. May we never meet again.]

Cold and proud to all, Beamon Slade, Northarch's strongest Alpha, reserves his gentleness solely for me. Everyone knows that I'm his Luna. But today, his first love is infected with deadly wolfsbane and on the brink of death. He hands me a herbal pill that can seal memories and temporarily remove the mate mark. "Eiro won't last another three days, Swan. "Could you give me three days to fulfill her dream of becoming a Luna through a symbolic marking ceremony? I won't hurt you. This pill temporarily severs the bond and makes you forget me. "When the ceremony ends three days later, take the antidote and you'll remember everything. We'll get back together." Looking at his calm, gentle expression, I silently swallow the pill without hesitation. He has no idea, but I crafted the pill with my own hands. There's no such thing as an antidote. Three days from now, I'll completely forget him. All our embraces, vows, marks, and his past gentleness will vanish with the wind.

"You can't have all three Alpha's to yourself." They said. I smirked and made All three mine. I never expected this transmigrating into the world of my favorite BL novel where I suddenly find myself in the shoes of a character caught between three hot, powerful alpha wolves. The original MC chose one—one out of the three. I always hated that. They were all perfect in their own right. Why should I choose just one when I can have them all? Now, in this new life, I’m determined to rewrite fate. No longer bound by the rules of the story I knew so well, I’m here to change the game. The three alphas. Cayden, Ryan, and Levi are mine to claim. I’m not going to let fate limit me to one. I’m going to make them all fall for me. I’m going to make them realize they all want me too. And once they do, I’ll have my pick... but not just one. The thing is, it's not as easy as it looked as staying in a body that's not yours is hard to maintain and what will happen when the owner wants his body back? There are challenges, enemies, and secrets lurking in the shadows, and I have to stay one step ahead. If I’m going to get all three of them, I’ll need to play my cards carefully. The pressure of the whole world watching only adds to the weight on my shoulders.. I want them all..Every single one of them. I won’t stop until they’re mine, and I’m theirs.

Three years ago, Arthur swore a blood oath at the Moon Altar. No other she-wolf would ever touch him. Only me. Forever. Three years later, he drugged me with wolfsbane wine, stole my Alpha Seal, and opened Silver Moon's borders to the Rogues himself. My parents took silver to the heart. My sister was sold to the Crimson Court. My pack burned. He crushed my jaw and forced me to watch. "They called me your lap dog. I destroyed you to prove I was no dog." He thought he had all the time in the world to break me. He didn't know. When I had pulled him from that Rogue ambush in the ice, a moonstone shard had pierced my heart. I had three days left to live.

Three years ago, Hunter's girlfriend, Tess, had a car accident. Iva called the ambulance and transfused her rare blood to her. Hunter was grateful and promised Iva that he would grant her a request. Iva's only request was to marry him. She had wanted that ever since the first time she saw Hunter in high school. Hunter agreed as the doctors were sure that Tess had no chance of waking up. However, after three years in a coma, Tess woke up and said Iva was the culprit of the car accident. Hunter was mad and decided to divorce Iva. However, after suffering three years into a one sided marriage, she realised that, how someone else's unfortunateness blinded her into believing that she could live their dreams thinking of them as her own.