loveaftermarriage

To the world, Princess Ilaria of Caelwyn is a bride of duty. To her heart, she is a woman desperately chasing the love of the husband who will not look her way. All she ever wanted was for him to care; for him to turn his gaze toward her with the same fervor she carried in her heart. No matter how many times he pushed her away, no matter how cold the silence between them became, she never gave up. Not once did she allow herself to see him as someone unworthy of her love. To her, he was always worth it. And when love at last took root, when it bloomed against every storm that tried to tear them apart; when two hearts finally found each other and dared to beat as one… fate, as cruel and merciless as it is, reminded them that there were forces even love could never conquer. --EXCERPT-- Levan pressed his lips to her temple, his lips trembling as though the kiss itself might shatter him. One hand cradled her face with the kind of gentleness he had never shown anyone, while the other threaded weakly through her hair, trying futilely to soothe the sobs wracking his wife's body. His breath break unevenly, his eyes were shut tight, as if by closing them he could pretend this moment would never come. As if the world might let them stay this way forever. As if the reality of it all could be discarded just so that they could live however they wanted. He let his mouth fall against her cheek and linger there, tasting the salt of her tears as though they were his own. He did not move for a long while… because if this sorrow was the final piece of her he was allowed to carry, he wanted to etch it into his very soul. He wanted to remember the way she shook in his arms. He wanted to remember the sound of her muffled cries. He wanted to remember the warmth of her skin pressed so desperately against him. He wanted to remember her as his wife; his beloved. "Live, my love," he whispered, his voice raw and breaking, the words choking out of him like a prayer he could barely force past his throat. He buried his face against her hair so she would not see the tears spilling freely down his cheeks. "Even if it's far from me… live." --×-- >> Tags: [soft comfort • fluff • VERY slow-paced • angst • sweet • romance • slow burn • comedy • fantasy] >> Here if you like SLOW BURN angsty romance. >> Main conflict starts wayyy later. >> Word count per chapter: 1.5k ~ 2.3k

Ellis Roselle is a prideful Alpha and the precious heir of the richest Roselle family in Crystal Country. Proud of his wealth, his looks, his charm… and most of all, his ability to read minds, Ellis isn’t just an S-Class—he’s an SS-Class Alpha, rarer than rare. With his specialty, he can make anyone fall in love with him in seconds, no matter who stands before him. His life is perfect, heavenly even. Everyone adores him. Everyone calls him their Moon… Ellis Roselle. Until his family suddenly accepts a marriage proposal from X country’s richest family: the Stonehearts. The groom? Silas Stoneheart, a Beta boy who can’t speak. Wait… Ellis is disgusted. He hates Betas—anyone without scent or pheromones. "I’m not marrying him. No matter what happens…" "He can’t even speak…" "I can’t spend my life with a useless mute Beta." He tries everything to decline this marriage. He argues, he rebels, he schemes. But his strict parents have already promised. In the end, he gives up—agreeing to marry Silas only socially, not from the heart. From the very first day Silas steps into Crystal Country, Ellis vows to make this Beta’s life hell. But Silas is not a normal Beta. Every time Ellis tries to read his mind… everything is blank. What… why is everything blank? Does he even have a mind? Every attempt to irritate him, every trick to frustrate or provoke him, meets only silence, no expression, no reaction. Is he really human? What is he…? And most importantly… what happens when Ellis discovers the secret behind his mute Beta wife? #MindReading #UnreadableML #HiddenSecrets #SSClassAlpha #Strongactingweak Please give a try to my new story—your useless mute beta might just surprise you! (♡˙︶˙♡) Meowly♡

On the night of her engagement, Stella Norton, the adopted and unworthy second daughter of James Norton, is accused of infidelity and replaced by her own sister. Humiliated and heartbroken, Stella is cast out of the hall under her father’s orders while her mother looks on. In a daze of pain and betrayal, she wanders into a club, desperate to drown her sorrow—only to fall into the arms of a stranger ~Adrian Carter~ whose presence feels dangerously magnetic. By morning, she wakes to a shocking reality. Adrian holding out a marriage certificate. “Mate, we’re married,” he said. "What mate?" What marriage?" "We were never school mates, how do you call me mate?" She shrieked. Adrian Carter, the cold and mysterious heir of the Carter Empire had a secret no one knows…he is the Alpha of the most powerful pack in Crown City. But fate doesn’t stop at secrets. As their worlds collide, Stella discovers that her own past is far from ordinary. Hidden truths, prophecies, bonds, and dark forces begin to rise—testing not only their love but their very fate. Will their marriage survive the storm of destiny? Can love survive when destiny itself demands blood and truth? Or will it consume them both?

In the bloody underworld of Mexico’s most feared cartels, love is a weapon, loyalty is currency, and marriage is a death sentence. Isabella Deville is the only child of Gavin, a once-loyal security officer now imprisoned and tortured by Cassimo....the most brutal mafia boss in Mexico. To save her father, she must turn to the one man she’s been warned about her entire life: Rafael Navarro. Known on the streets as El Diablo, Rafael is cold-blooded, cruelly beautiful, and untouchable. A man carved from shadows and sin,feared by the government,worshipped by killers and untouchable by the law. He doesn’t help people. He owns them. When Isabella pleads for mercy, Rafael gives her only one choice: “Marry me. Or your father dies.” Trapped in a deal with the devil and thrust into the Rafael's world of brutal politics,shifting alleigiance and straregic violence. Isabella must navigate the dark world of power, betrayal, and lust. But as sparks fly and secrets unravel, she realizes Rafael’s cruelty is not without reason...and her heart may be the most dangerous thing of all. In this world, love is war. And to survive, Isabella must become something more than his bride... She must become the queen of hell.

**Mature Content** Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.

The house of Crane has a secret, and it is the gift of sight. Amalia Crane is no exception, but unlike the rest of her family, she sees herself dying in her dreams. That, and by the hand of her own husband. Because of this, she refuses to get married. She thought she can enjoy her unmarried life, but fate plays with her when she is driven to a corner and marries the war beast, Duke Henrick Adendiff. Now, will she be able to escape the marriage she fears so much, when the duke doesn’t want to let her go?

[Frail Beauty + Disabled Big Shot + Interdimensional Space with Supplies + Cannon Fodder Fake Heiress + Period-Setting Farming + Gourmet Food + Medical Skills + Sweet Doting Romance + Multiple Identities] Gu Jiaojiao, a medical doctor, had just received the medical interdimensional space her grandfather spent a fortune creating for her when her soul transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the cannon fodder fake heiress. By a strange twist of fate, she also married a paralyzed, rugged man!! No problem, she has a hundred billion in medical supplies. Her disabled husband can be fixed up to turn his fortunes around. The money, treasures, and her disabled husband's disability pension are all hers! Gu Jiaojiao, wielding her medical space, rises to the pinnacle of the medical industry. But unexpectedly, she finds she can also dominate in other fields, trampling all those with ill intentions under her feet. Too many secret identities, what can you do? In her spare time, she torments scumbags and crushes the big shot's unwanted romantic admirers. * The rumored taciturn and decisive big shot figures the only way to keep his beautiful, wealthy young wife is to have a baby, and fast. If one isn't enough, then have another...

A modern royal setting, the male lead has a leg disability. Five years ago, their statuses were worlds apart. He was the Prince of a nation and she was a commoner; they were fated to end in divorce. When others mocked her for marrying a cripple, she would only give a faint smile. When they divorced, he gripped her chin and demanded, "Am I..." Five years later, they met again. The next day, he came with money to pester her relentlessly.

Celia Sterling, heiress of the Sterling Conglomerate, is dazzlingly beautiful and charming, yet proud and haughty. In this world, only Kian Sterling can be her master. So, he made the decision to betroth her to Declan Nash, the eldest son of the equally powerful Norwood Conglomerate. Declan Nash, a notorious and untamable playboy, fell for Celia Sterling at first sight. After pleading with Kian Sterling for a year, he finally made the titan of the financial world relent: "If you can remain chaste for my sister, you may marry her." Declan Nash abstained from worldly desires for three years and finally secured a wedding date. With the interests of their powerful families bound by the marriage alliance, and confident that marrying Celia Sterling was a foregone conclusion, he revealed his true nature by having a bachelor party three months before the wedding. Kian Sterling's voice was faint: "Declan Nash is no longer an option." … The head of the Norwood Family, Silas Norwood, is reserved, aloof, and noble—an unattainable moon in the sky that socialites yearn for but can never reach. When Kian Sterling brought Celia Sterling to call off the engagement, Silas Norwood nonchalantly dismissed it: "My nephew Declan Nash is preposterous, but the marriage alliance between our two families involves too many entangled interests. Miss Sterling, this engagement cannot be broken." His gaze rested quietly on Celia Sterling's face, his expression unruffled: "How about switching to me?" Kian Sterling scoffed: "The unattainable Moonlight yearned for by the socialites is about to descend into the mortal world?" Silas Norwood lowered his gaze: "For a businessman, interests come first. Why not enter the game myself?" … Later, with red-rimmed eyes, Declan Nash cornered Silas Norwood in the Norwood family's ancestral hall: "What do you mean, 'enter the game myself'? This was clearly premeditated all along!"

How can life be the same, no matter who you spend it with? Xue Yue got married. To save her brother's life, she sold herself into marriage for 500 yuan. He Lang hadn't been home for several days. He never would have thought that upon returning, he'd find his room occupied, his bed slept in, and... an extra wife. He Lang couldn't wrap his head around it: He wasn't even there, so how was he 'married'? Is anyone going to do anything about this? ... Later, "Wife, when are we going to get our marriage certificate registered?" "Weren't you unwilling back then?" "Who was unwilling? Who? Who was it? I'll go beat them up." "..."

Her three-year marriage to Tristan Grayson, in the end, was nothing but a joke. In the eyes and heart of Tristan Grayson, there was only one woman, and her name was Maggie Monroe. As for her, Mika Summers, she was merely a prop for a smokescreen. And so, covered in blood, she escaped his world... However, he refused to let her go. Finally, at the end of her rope, she said: "Tristan Grayson, what will it take for you to finally let me go!" "You are my woman, Tristan Grayson's. How could I possibly let you go?" ...

It is rumored that the Young Lord Lockwood, who is not fond of women, suddenly got married, and pampered his little wife repeatedly. "Uncle, I have someone I like, he is tall, mighty, and handsome!" She stayed in the world he built for her with his chest, weakly resisting. On his handsome face was a devilish, wicked smile, "Madam, the person you had a crush on when you were young, is me!"

“Damian Sinclair, you said you wouldn’t touch me, wouldn't like me, and wouldn’t marry me!” “Darling, you must be mistaken. I clearly want to sleep with you, like you a lot, and hold a certificate of marriage!” “You...you're shameless, going back on your word!” “Be good, husband can do something even more shameless.” The book is also called "The CEO Is Too Fierce, Baby Feels Square" and "Beast, Let Go of That Soft Cutie, Let Me Come."

Upon waking up, Lin Wan Yi discovered she had slept with the wrong person! The other party turned out to be the "living Yama" Gu Yanshen, who at the age of thirty, still hadn't found a partner, according to her best friend. Facing the marriage report he threw at her, the capitalist's delicate daughter Lin Wan Yi reluctantly agreed to marry. After marriage, she unexpectedly activates the ancestral Spiritual Spring Space and thereby starts her counterattack in life! With the spiritual spring in hand, the world is mine! While others are worrying about meat coupons, she uses the spiritual spring water to wash her face, making her skin as soft as cream, and causing envy and tears in the entire military compound! While others are eating chaff and swallowing vegetables, she's growing fruits and vegetables with the space, feeding the abstinent living Yama into submission! While others suffer bitterly during pregnancy, she nourishes her fetus with the spiritual spring, and even with twins, her complexion remains rosy, infuriating all the gossipers! Military compound residents: A delicate young lady marries Mr. Gu, within three days she'll be running away crying! Best friend: This is terrible! I've accidentally trapped my best friend in bed with my brother! Won't the two of them start fighting? Initially, the icy husband Gu Yanshen: only wanted to be responsible. Later, Gu Yanshen hands over all his salary and meat tickets, encircling her in his arms, and whispers with reddened ears: My life and money, all belong to you.

Once, Mu Anhan walked out on the man who loved her to madness—only to die and discover the price. Reborn, she clings to Gu Xiaozhan’s sleeve and whispers, “One more baby?” The tabloids sneer: “She’s nothing but a baby-maker, soon to be dumped.” Then her masks fall—perfume empress, top hacker, miracle doctor, AI genius, design prodigy. Now Nobel laureates queue at her gate. At night she curls in his arms, red lips teasing. Gu Xiaozhan lifts an eyebrow, voice low and scalding: “Ready for round three?”

Tang Yanxi never expected her life to take such a dramatic turn. In a twist of fate, she found herself married to Sheng Jianan, the enigmatic and aloof heir to a powerful business empire. On their wedding night, he presented her with three strict rules, setting the tone for their unconventional union. Initially, Tang Yanxi viewed their marriage as a ridiculous charade, assuming their relationship would be nothing more than two strangers living under the same roof. However, she soon discovered that her mysterious husband had other plans. "Darling, we should contribute to the continuation of humanity," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Sweetheart, regular exercise is essential for a healthy lifestyle," he insisted, his tone playful yet persuasive. Where was the promised distant and cold-hearted man? What happened to the three rules he had so firmly established? Tang Yanxi's frustration reached its peak as she demanded, "Will you please just be quiet?!"

[Love after Marriage + Daily Life + Romance-Centric] When Qiao Yuxian first laid eyes on Gu Yanjing, she mentally assessed him with two words: Ice King. A few seconds later, she added another two: Cold-faced Demon. And in that moment, one thought crossed her mind: She wanted to marry this man. Then... a month later, the ruthless Mr. Gu found himself forced into marriage. ... Later, when asked about Qiao Yuxian, Gu Yanjing paused for a moment and said, "A chatterbox, a delicate person, too daring... like an enchantress."

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

Humiliated by her ex-boyfriend's mother, Song Qiao was forced to end her first love. Facing the cold sarcasm from her half-sister, on the street in a fit of anger, she randomly grabbed a man, "Sir, do you have a girlfriend? If not, let's get married!" The man squinted at her and nodded, "Sure!" Marrying Lu Jingchen, Song Qiao received the utmost pampering, but just when she was falling for it, she discovered the reason behind everything... Five years later, Song Qiao made a strong return. Just as she stepped into An City's international airport, she was directly apprehended, and she was greeted with the squinting smile of a man, "Mrs. Lu, after traveling for five years, have you missed me and our son?" However, Song Qiao remained unfazed, her red lips slightly parted, "Sorry, Mr. Lu, we are already divorced. Please call me ex-wife!" The man was indifferent, pulling her into his arms, "I haven't signed the divorce agreement, and I haven't gone through the divorce procedures. How could there be an ex-wife to talk about?"

The female soldier king traverses into a useless little girl, confronting the strongest ghost lord who is both salty and sweet. She is the first legendary female soldier king in history, who traversed and was actually sold by a scumbag!! Unable to cultivate, abandoned, and cursed for a hundred lives, without a good ending? She holds a book defying fate, enslaving the heavens, making the earth her servant. Whoever splashes dirty water on her, she boils it and splashes it back. Punching scumbags, kicking white lotuses, with the universe in her left hand and the world in her right, she counterattacks in one fell swoop, changing the winds and clouds. Behind her, a lazy voice calls out. "Stop right there. I've confirmed through the eyes, you are the woman this lord wants to flirt with."