Arranged Couples Novels & Stories

I did neither. Some part of me recognized how strange it was to feel this unsettled over a woman I had married for reasons that had nothing to do with affection. I had gone into this arrangement expecting nothing more than a peaceful, distant partnership, the kind my own parents had managed for decades without ever once appearing to actually like each other. Instead I found myself standing in a doorway rehearsing apologies I did not know how to give, unable to look away from a woman who was clearly still deciding whether to trust anything I said.

They knew that this event held great significance, not only for the couple but for the entire pack, as it would reinforce their bonds and reaffirm their shared values. As the day of the ceremony approached, the pack's territory buzzed with activity. The clearing at the heart of their territory had been transformed into a magnificent outdoor venue. Floral arrangements adorned every corner, their vibrant colors blending with the natural beauty of the surroundings. The scent of fresh blossoms filled the air, creating an atmosphere of enchantment. The pack gathered, dressed in their finest attire, their eyes shining with anticipation. Jayden and Erica, the couple set to be wed, stood at the cent

She wanted to complain but she knew to herself that she needs to adjust quickly with her new life as the wife of the honored marques. The dance took a lot longer than it should be according to Miss Welching’s story. Maybe it was too intimate? Well, I also don’t have a clue why. After their dance, they seated to their respectful places and watched all the couples that danced in the ballroom. Couples from different ages are having fun in dancing with their loved ones. Which was how it looked. I’m pretty sure that some of them had some awkward moments but couldn’t show it to society. Knowing that marriages before was all arranged. necessarily mean that I have a negative view upon arrange marria

This feeling was new to her. The music built, and so did their dance. He spun her, her dress flowing out like a cascade of white silk, catching the light and shimmering with every step. When he pulled her back, she fit perfectly into his arms, their connection unspoken yet unbreakable. People around them couldn't take their eyes off them, it seems like the couple was so much in love. For a second, everyone almost forgot that this was an arranged marriage.

The caterer had already finished arranging the food on the long table. One hour later, the entire family gathered in the garden to start the anniversary party. Axel and Sherry hold hands, showing everyone that their marriage is still going strong. In the eyes of their family, they are a couple in love with each other. Axel never forgot to plant kisses on Sherry's face every now and then, a sign of affection that didn't escape everyone's attention. The whole family was super delighted that the arranged couple adored each other.

In their journey, Ansh and Chandni barely knew each other, but they took their own time to understand their spouse better. Arranged marriage or love marriage, marriage was a sacred bond between two souls. You entered the relationship with minimal expectations, and both partners observed things and made adjustments to make the marriage work. The same happened with Ansh and Chandni. In fact, they accepted the person as they were. Their hearts beat only for each other. It is their simple story of a dramatic arranged marriage with twists and turns. They were ON THE WAY TO STEAL each other's HEARTS... and finally became ONE... .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

I made my way down to an empty seat, but before I could sit, I glanced toward the entrance. Damien stood against the doorway, his gaze fixed on me, his jaw clenched. I averted my gaze, turning my attention back to the couple on the stage. The host turned toward the couples, adjusting the headset around her ears. “What are your thoughts on marriage, especially with the recent attention surrounding families who still arrange marriages for their children? Do you think marriage can truly work when the couple doesn't choose each other?” One of the women smiled and looked at the man beside her. “My husband and I were married through an arrangement. We didn't know each other at first, but we gave o

But instead of landing back in his arms, I found myself passed to the man standing beside us, just like the other couples. My new partner’s scent hit me the moment we touched. I breathed in, my grip tightening slightly around him as his hand slid to my waist. My chest ached. How many more times would I wish for things to be normal—for all of this to be different? But if I didn’t play along, I’d never uncover the truth about this arranged marriage I’d stepped into. “Enjoying the night?” he murmured. We began to move slowly across the floor. I looked up at him, trying to read his face. I couldn’t.

After that he let me sit down while he carried on his conversation with other people. "Now back to Clementine's question," spoke Beverly as she sat down in the chair besides me and crossed her legs, "how did you and Mr Aebischer meet?" I just shrugged, exhausted form keeping up a charade, "arranged," was what I said. "Ah, just as we suspected," Clementine said as she looked around the room, "almost every single couple in this room was arranged. Myself, Beverly and Emma are arranged to rich assholes who can barely wipe their assholes without getting tired."

Weirdos. "Well my dear," She continued. "The thing is, we want to do this stuff as soon as possible." As soon as possible? "S--soon?" I asked in a stammer. "Yes my dear. Is there a problem with that?" She asked as in a fretting tone. "Definitely not." My mum retorted. "I mean, wouldn't we get to know each other before we take any move?" I asked. "Is that important?" Ace thick voice sounded. "This is an arrangement. The point is for us to get married. Knowing each other shouldn't be part of it in any way."