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

Both had been chosen to appear in the selection of concubines, following the tradition of many generations of their tribe. Ezra looked disinterestedly at the flowers of the immense garden with only one hope: not to be selected. If he became part of the king's imperial harem he would lose his freedom and all contact with his family. Some time later all the young women were ordered according to family rank and merit. Ezra watched as the girls with joy and pride occupied the front places, she with a hidden smile is among the last in line. His family was not very influential.

I tried to play it off cool, but damn this is just bullcrap. “Now I have to marry a man I've never met in my life just to fuel my father’s greed.” “The De Luca heir right?” Freya starts to pace, looking even more of a nerve wreck than I. “No one has ever seen him before, so we don’t even have a clue on what we’re getting ourselves into.” “This is a big mess.” And I couldn't agree more with her. It indeed is a horrible situation to be in. God, I hate this so much.

I hated the idea but it was all for good. Now I have finally married him. Married to the man that made me cry all night. The man that manipulated me into killing my uncle, yet he did not set me free. "Miss Giordano, Come dance with your husband," Lucian whispered to my ear. I glared hard at him. "I'm not your wife, you forced me!" I yelled but he just smiled. Gosh, that smile doesn't know when one is serious. "Which means you are technically my wife. The priest just said it now" he smirked.

He asked. “She was. But she's married now to Alpha King Diego.” I slyly added that part so he can know that she was already out of his reach. At the end, he should have no choice but to stick with me. “How?” He questioned further with narrowed eyes. “How did you make me believe that you're my mate? What trick could have made me see you as my mate?” “It's not my fault.” I cried. “I don't know how Father did everything. It was all his idea, and he forced me to play along.”

She laughs lightly, but her eyes are spitting venom of hate and anger, “Getting married to one, becoming best friends with another. You really amaze me, cadet” “You should know that I had no knowledge of them being concerned with the throne, your majesty. Bastain and I have been friends since we were kids and he never made mention of that to me. The general forced me into getting married to him. You were there when I asked the king for a divorce, I do not wish to stay married to him at all. “And you think I believe such a flimsy excuse?” “You have no choice but to believe, your majesty” “Are you ordering me?”

A few years later, on her twentieth birthday, he flew over to Spain unannounced, just before we could process the plan to help her escape him forever, and he forced her to marry him, with her father held at gunpoint. I could remember my father and Daniel holding me back as I fought against their reins, while I watched helplessly as she was tied to him in a marriage that would do her far more harm than good. His smile on that day infuriated me, her tear-stained cheeks as he placed the ring on her finger, her eyes on her father, who struggled to breathe as his sick eyes fought to remain open, as he watched helplessly.

When he mocked me openly, it became a trend in the class to pick on me. I heard that many of the girls had a crush on him, drawn to his looks and the fact that he was their idea of the perfect man. But to me, he was nothing but the demon who left me sleepless, night after night. And this person, seven years after graduation, suddenly said he wanted to marry me. … I still couldn’t shake the habit of trembling whenever I saw Ethan, even after sharing the same bed with him for three weeks. There was no one to help me. When my mother found out someone of Ethan’s status wanted to marry me, she couldn’t stop celebrating her “good fortune.”

Instead, my dreams of freedom were murdered the moment my older sister vanished in the dead of night. Now, instead of focusing on my studies, I was being forced into a marriage. Worse, I had a two-year deadline to get pregnant by a man I had never seen in my life. I was still a virgin. My entire romantic experience amounted to quick, sweet kisses in the school hallways. I knew nothing about sex, and the thought of surrendering my untouched body to a brutal monster terrified me in a way I could barely express.

But before she could come up with a plan, the ceremony was over, and Luna was being pronounced husband and wife. She felt a cold dread creeping up her spine as she realized that she was now trapped in a marriage against her will. She didn't know how she would ever escape, but she knew that she had to try. And so, Luna began to plot and to scheme, determined to find a way out of this forced marriage and back to her freedom.

"I heard the rumors. The council. . .they're forcing you to marry that monster Cassian. Tell me it's not true. Tell me it's all lies. I cannot lose you my love. I refuse to lose you. You are mine. You belong to me. We planned an entire future together. How am I supposed to just watch you leave?” I let my body sag against him, forcing a soft, broken sob. Tears welled in my eyes—practiced, perfect. "Vincent, my love. . .I didn't have a choice. The council discovered the truth about Aurora. If I don't marry Cassian, my entire family faces ruin. Death, exile, the stripping of our titles. This must be done to save them. I'm so sorry. I cannot refuse this. I must marry Cassian. It is the only way