Arranged Couples Novels & Stories

At club we mostly have some drinks and chat no dance or anything exotic. Girls throw their selves at us but we are not like that. They both are married and I believe in arrange marriage so I don't want this flings. In my family everyone had arrange marriage and all are happy so I can be happy as well. At start i wasn't ready to settle down and all so my family respected that and then there was some problem in my horoscope so they didn't wanted me to get married. As I reached I saw my home. Big mansion. Everyone has kind of big room which consist bedroom study and living room in the suite. We don't allow visitors or guests to those floors.

she told Everlee as she spun around to face her. "What?!" Everlee said frighteningly. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "An arranged marriage," Everlee repeated Paris nodded smiling. Everlee didn't like the idea of it. Before she could tell her that this was not a good thing to do. Her bedroom door opened. It was Mrs. Poppy. "You need to get ready now before they reach here," said Mrs. Poppy. "I'll see you after dinner," Paris told Everlee running off to her room.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I just wanted to say, I have known Dylan for a really long time and though he can be stubborn, he is a good person and sensible. So you two will work your issue very soon, especially coupled with the vacation. Where are you guys going by the way?" "Oh, I don't know, he didn't tell me." Blair scratched the back of his neck. "Oh, it's going to be a surprise? That's so cute." Blair wished she could say the same. She already suspected that Donna knew her marriage to Dylan was an arranged one. Donna wasn't stupid and especially what she had just said to Blair confirmed her suspicion. "Especially since Dylan was so busy you guys couldn't even

“Kriti, see, he’s the best groom and has the best family we’ve found for you in the last two years. This family is far better than any of the other proposals. We’ve researched them all, and I’m sure that you’ll be treated like a real princess in that house. They have everything, and Arnav…he’s a gem who’ll complement my golden daughter perfectly. Just trust me and try to brush off these doubts of yours.” I nodded looking into her eyes as I shook off the memories. We were married today in a traditional ceremony and here I was busy with a trail of thoughts. My eyes fell upon a cute, yellow flower pot on the nightstand and it pulled me back to the present. There was a large cupboard on the left

She spoke the last part of the sentence stealthily. "Kathy! The driver is listening." "Nah, no way girl. He ain't!" We both laughed. After about 30 minutes we arrived at the Carrington Estate. We weren't very late but there were a handful of sumptuous cars and plushy-looking guests already inside and entering the main hall. Kathy put her right arm around my left and we proceeded inside. Huge and pendulous chandeliers of different colours seemed like they were going to fall at any time. And the dresses of the guests, especially the female ones, made us feel like we had a wardrobe malfunction.

"If you don't love her, then why are you with her?" "We were arranged to be together," he explains. "Our parents arranged it. It was to be for the good of the pack. Being with her was never my decision." "So you don't love her?" I ask, hesitantly. It’s starting to make sense. It feels like he’s my mate. And if he is, it’s impossible for him to truly love anyone else. "I don't love her," he says. "I love you." I pull him into an embrace that feels like coming home after being locked out for too long.

Each arrangement was a work of art, reflecting the couple's personalities and the love they shared. Soft music played in the background, setting a soothing and romantic tone that filled the air with anticipation and happiness. As the guests took their seats, their faces lit up with awe and wonder at the beauty of the hall. Whispers of admiration and excitement filled the space, and smiles were exchanged as friends and family members gathered to witness the celebration of love. Liya and Whizz, dressed in their own elegant attire, moved around the hall, making sure every detail was in place. They carefully arranged the flowers, adjusted the drapery, and ensured that the candles were lit, casti

Someone announced and the crowd cheered just as a light shone on me and the other on Alora. I gasped, and Alora and I turned to the stage to see a woman in a weird medieval costume holding a microphone as us with a smile on her face. "Let's welcome the couples as they come down to the stage!" She yelled, the crowd turned to us immediately as they clapped and cheered. Couple? "What the fuck is going on?" I asked silently as Alora blushed and sat back down, turning to me as I stared at the crowd in surprise. "There's a special couple event going on. Two couples would be selected for it randomly." She said, her cheeks flaming red as she likes at the floor while I stared at her in bewilderment.

Some couples laughed, some sat shoulder-to-shoulder in quiet peace. Then, the facilitators announced: “This afternoon The Couple Track continues for The Couples. You’ll begin at the pavilion at one. Wear something comfortable. Bring your hearts.” The air had warmed just enough to be cozy but not stifling. Mats and cushions were laid out again in the couple circle. A soft breeze carried in from the lake nearby. Katherine and Kingsley arrived hand in hand. Devon and Carolina followed shortly after, walking quietly but side by side. Each pair found a space and settled in.

“If we're doing this, there are things you need to understand.” I nod. “There will be no love involved. No emotional expectations. We are entering this as an arrangement, nothing more.” I keep my eyes on him. “Neither of us interferes in the other's personal life. What happens outside the arrangement stays outside it.” I nod again. “We only appear together when necessary. Family events, important company functions, anything where our presence together matters. We don't need to pretend every moment we're alone.” That makes sense. “And when the agreed period ends, the marriage ends.”