After Being Forced To Marry The Evil Star General Novels & Stories

If it weren’t for her ridiculous inheritance, she wouldn’t be so arrogant toward me. But that’s right—she wasn’t just some replacement bride. She wasn’t Raven’s second choice. He arranged everything for her. And me? I thought I’d be marrying some old man. Papa even confirmed it—Raven planned the entire thing just to marry Hyacinth. At first, he thought the daughter being mentioned was me. It wasn’t clear. Before I knew that, I assumed I’d be shoved into a marriage with some ancient tycoon. Gross. That’s why I ran. But I came back as soon as I heard Hyacinth had married Raven—**not** some old tycoon.

As though that was not bad enough, he even threatened to strip me of my right to the title, if it meant marrying that bitch, and giving him the grandchild he wanted. It was not as though I nor my wolf was in heat back then- not naturally. No... Instead, some drug was used on me, got me to commit the act. Clouded my mind and senses so that I would not have any control over myself in doing the one thing I would never just 'do' to another female. Even though I had explained such to Father- told him clear as day that the slut had me drugged and forced my seed into her- he refused to listen to me, and still forced me to go along with this pointless marriage. And now look where it has gotten us. M

"No! That's absolute bullshit. I never thought of you as—" "But that's exactly what happened! From the very start, I was just your damn pawn. You only married me to use me. You used our marriage as a convenient little cover-up to hide the fact that you're gay! This marriage was toxic from day one. You only ever touched me because you couldn't stand having your pride crushed by me, not because you actually loved me." Sierra turned her face away. After holding it in for so long, the tears finally broke free.

Alpha Atticus’ Point of View still The two days leading up to the forced marriage were a blur of frustrating activity and simmering rage. Really, I couldn't believe it was happening! I was an Alpha, my heart and soul iron-clad to my chosen mate, Anna, yet here I was, being maneuvered into bigamy by a human Chief and his calculating daughter. Every muscle in my body fought the situation, but the constraints were absolute. Farah had me completely trapped.

My chest heaved, desperate for air that wouldn’t come, each breath shorter, and slow. Then he touched my hair, “Aurora, I really like you. I really love you. Can't you give me a chance to love you. If you had given me a chance by now we would be married. Just see! Look at your life now. If only you gave me the chance!! You wouldn't have been sacrificed as a wife.” I took a deep breath and lashed out, “It was a marriage arranged by my grandmother. Aren't you ashamed of yourself to even think of me that way!!!”

Afgan asked, focusing on the song even as their steps continued to move in rhythm with the dance. [The forced marriage arranged by my parents turned out to bring me the best partner. A song I sing to express my feelings. A feeling that was created unintentionally. Indeed, fate won't go anywhere. However, the love that shines through your eyes is real. A forced marriage that ended happily.] Adelia smiled sweetly, and Afgan couldn't stop looking at his wife. “It's almost the same, dear,“ Adelia whispered. However, suddenly, Adam Offel stood very close to the couple.

I am not yet fully aware of what awaits me, but I am clear that it will be much more painful than this moment. My brain remains in torpor, denying reality. However, it still makes the decision without even thinking about it. "I'm not going to run away," I say in a small voice. "I'll be your prisoner, Dean Frost." "Oh, you'll be so much more than that, little girl." He gives me a terrifying smile before handing me a document next to a pen. "Sign." "What's that?" I question. "Our marriage certificate. Your greatest punishment will be marrying the same Beast you helped your friend escape from. It's an exchange, one wife for another."

“The night was long, the day was gone. We saw the dusk we saw the dawn. Some lives were lost our victory was won. Zuff thy name to behold…” She still felt it was all unreal, and even more so when she saw them all kneel when she arose. She was no longer a Princess. Her life no longer her own. She knew then she could no longer cower or be fearful of the General. Not anymore. She knew soon after this he would want to place blame on a poor unfortunate, or worse a neighboring Kingdom. Then it hit her. That was his plan. Instead of having her marry the young prince her stepfather had mentioned before this had all began. He had kept her for himself, and would blame the murders on them, just like he

CHAPTER ONE. "Dad please, I don't want to get married! don't let me get married." A harsh slap struck at her face made Rachael lose her balance and tumbled to the floored tiles, the blood dripped from a cut on her lips as she stared at the man she called father. "Stupid girl! what do you know? I'm marrying you off because that's the only purpose of women like you, you are nothing without a husband by your side! ” Mr. William spat at his daughter, his face red with fury.

Edwin's stern coldness made Melati's face flushed red and her eyes glanced at Edwin. Ernawati herself, immediately held her son's hand to be more patient. "Take him to his room," said Candra immediately interrupted, which is returned nod by his assistant. Actually the man was not a problem Edwin married to anyone, as long as the woman is good. After all, his grandson had deserved to get a wife and offspring, even several times he forced his grandson to immediately look for a woman to accompany his life. But who would have thought that apart from the forced marriage, the woman who was present at her house did not have a better attitude.