Arranged Couples Novels & Stories

"Ryan, do you think I'm stupid? You slept with almost every girl in this damn NY city while you were engaged with me. I didn't say a word. Do you know why? Because, I thought I shouldn't tie you in a relation when you were just 18 years old. I gave you your freedom. So, you could enjoy your days before we officially engage." "But that doesn't mean that didn't hurt. Our relatives knew what you were doing. They asked me in different ways that if you were not satisfied with me, if we were still engaged. Mom would say it is just the age. Then you stopped sleeping around. But just because you stopped, the fact can't be ignored that you were disloyal. Yes, our marriage was completely arranged, the

The two of us were wearing complete white outfits, my beauty wore a white dress that reached her knees, and I wore a white linen shirt and matching pants. “It took us a while to have the two of you linked, to say the least, your mating worked for something.” Alexander said, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked at the two of us. I wrapped my arm around my wife, pulling her to my chest only to frown when I realized that I could actually touch her. Her eyes met mine and she shook her head in question and confusion.

I couldn't imagine touching her. When we arrived, I took her hand. “Remember, we are the perfect couple, right?” I whispered. “Smile for the cameras.” Bright lights flashed. I flashed a fake smile, holding my "darling" wife’s waist. I felt like cockroaches were crawling over my skin. We entered the venue, and every head turned. I spotted Alessandro, the host. “Old friend,” I greeted him. I turned to his wife, Adeline, and gave her a polite hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“Don’t you have the right to decide your own fate? Choose the one you want to be with?” “Of course, every rule has its exceptions. Some couples grew up loving each other and rejected their fated mates just to be together as chosen mates. Others never found their true mates and chose one just to breed. And lastly, arranged mates like an arranged marriage. Werewolves of Alpha rank marry each other to forge powerful alliances and create powerful heirs. Or so they thought…” She said, smiling ironically. “Why do you say that?” I asked, intrigued.

My heart kept beating fast as I thought of what to say to him, how to explain myself, how to escape this nightmare. “If anyone can show just cause why this couple cannot be lawfully joined together in matrimony, let them speak now or forever hold their peace,” the priest intoned. I turned to the crowd, my eyes scanning the faces. My father looked like he was in a hot spot, sweat glistening on his forehead. Sandra looked very pissed off, her lips pressed into a thin line. Lisa, my stepsister, had jealousy written all over her face. It was clear that this was not what the mother and daughter duo had planned for me.

The two young lovers ended up having a sex inside the car, and the situation was resolved. ~~~ Kayla and Carina were both students at the University of California, Berkeley, while Alex and Bryce were both students at the University of San Francisco (USF). They werr only a one and a half hour drive apart, which made it convenient for the girls to visit their boyfriend on weekends and vice versa. Following their resumption to college just three months earlier, Alex and Kayla's relationship quickly gained widespread attention among single females at the University of San Francisco as well as the University of California, Berkeley. Fans dubbed them "The power couple" almost immediately.

Beyond their expectations, it turned out that the young master had brought his wife tonight. They didn't even know if the young master was married; all they knew was that the woman who ran this boutique was close to him, but it turned out that he was; they were shown a portrait of the newlyweds, who were full of love and harmony. He placed his wife's hand on his arm and held her hand gracefully.

I quickly separated Cynthia from me who was looking pissed off by my actions but I cared less. "Who is she?" Cynthia asked when she saw Anna in the corner. I went towards Anna and held her by her waist. "She's my wife," I introduced. "Y..Y..you got married " she stuttered. "Yup, isn't Alex lucky that he got such a beautiful wife," Nina said grinning at Cynthia. I smirked when I saw Anna blushing at Nina's words. Cynthia was looking down. "Really Lucky," she whispered but we all heard.

“I want you to stay, I want you and me to help our parents with the plans…” “More like curtail them before they go overboard.” Jared cuts in. “That too.” Alexa agrees. “I want to stand at the altar beside and go hunting with you, I want you by my side because even as much as I do not like the fact that this was arranged by our parents and it is a political kind of marriage but with my petty rage and anger aside, I do know that this is the best match for me so my answer is yes. I do want the union but we would have to take things very slow.”

“Half of the people there hate each other.” “We know that,” Marcell said. “But you’re not trying to sell an arranged marriage anymore. With your disappearance, you’re adding a whole different spin. You’re the rare couple who fell in love after an arranged marriage.” “Hold Laura’s hand,” Cash said. Johannes took her hand, holding it as if they were strangers. Cash tutted and approached, arranging their hands so that their fingers were locked together. “To sell this, you’ve got to look comfortable touching each other. Laura, stop tensing. Johannes, don’t glare. You’re holding your wife. The woman you’re supposed to love. The one you’re protecting and showing the world you want,” Cash said.