Arranged Marriage Comic Novels & Stories

And, when he stood up abruptly like that with such a cold expression on his face, Sierra was quite intimidated. He was usually cheerful and full of jokes. He flirted all day around and Sierra had never seen him serious. Sometimes, she even wondered if he was truly the son of a don. His mannerisms didn't seem like it. Zeke's tall figure towered over her as he replied, "Sierra stop being so difficult. Our parents arranged this and not me. Trust me, I don't think you are anything special. But, I promised my dad to get married." "And, that's why I'm here. So stop acting like an immature brat and face reality."

She had a lot of things to do with money. She bought some white baby's-breath in the flower shop and asked the seller to give her a white ribbon to braid her hair making Mia look pure and innocent. It was time for the wedding and the Groom and his Family were nowhere to be seen. The wedding venue was very empty; only a few people had arrived. “Don’t worry, maybe he's stuck in the traffic. Let’s wait a little longer,” Frank comforted Mia. Mia’s breathing faltered. She had heard something about the man she was going to marry. His name was Darren Edward. The man didn’t have a decent job and was an idler who wasted his time hanging around with punks from the street all the time.

"I prefer to date someone I know rather than an unknown stranger. I looked up his name on G****e and discovered that he is already 67 years old. I'm a very intelligent and clever country girl, not a dumb and trusting one!" The Jang family received a mysterious letter and gift from a man named Chenly in recent months. The letter contained a proposal and matchmaking; no specifics were provided, but the man sincerely desired Marisa as his bride. He enquired as to the dowry the Jang family desires and promised to make all necessary arrangements.

The contact is brief and accidental, but it sends a jolt through me that has nothing to do with God and everything to do with the woman I’m trying to make mine. Fuck. How many minutes until this wedding is over? “I have seen pieces of toast with more chemistry than them,” Elara whispers, her breath warm on my skin. “It’s an arranged marriage,” I murmur back, leaning in just enough to catch the coconut and jasmine over the incense. “What did you expect?” She frowns, turning her gaze back to the unhappy couple. “No wonder they look miserable.” Her voice is tinged with genuine sadness. “It’s quite heartbreaking.”

I asked, my voice tinged with desperation. “It was his last wish,” he replied, pursing his lips. I couldn’t get more irritated. What psychopath wishes his nephew would get married to someone in his place? And what fool accept to get married to a stranger because it was his uncle's last wish? “Look, from what I have gathered up until now, we were both tricked into this marriage. I will write off your father’s debt and grant you a divorce because I don’t wish to live under the same roof as a lying and thieving person like you.”

His eyes were sharp, and his will was firm. Eva, now known by the world as E.L. Verity, had become a respected journalist. Her work was powerful, and her voice spoke truth in a world that needed it. The marriage between her and Lucian, which started as a deal, had grown into real love. They understood each other deeply. They had gone through danger together, and it brought them closer. Ari was happy. Her laughter filled their home, showing that peace was finally possible, the exact peace they had worked hard to earn.

I understand how he and Xavier are so close. “So you and Xavier. How did that happen?” he asks, genuinely interested. “Well, our parents agreed on an arranged marriage. We are both two powerful mafias and they wanted to unite us to make us even more powerful. The money would be better for the both of us too. I’m guessing Xavier didn’t tell you guys?” I say. “He doesn’t really share his private life with us. He’s a good friend though.” He says, keeping his eyes on the road.

Paris lowered her head recollecting everyone who used to bully her at a younger age because she was the only one with bright red hair and a face filled with freckles. "You've found out why you've thought of yourself ugly now right?" Archer inquired Paris seeing the sad expression on her face Paris slowly nodded. "I will marry you," Paris heard Archer. Her eyes went to him quickly. "However, I will tell you the true reason why I'm marrying you since you were truthful to me, and I want you to know the type of arranged marriage you're in for.” Paris nodded curiously to know what he was about to tell her. "I don't believe in love not after what my mom did to my dad," Archer told Paris.

lucky me. They ended up deciding on making a natural makeup and about an hour later they were done. My mom walked in with the four blondes who had an annoyed look on and they were glaring at me. Well actually found out that Bridget wanted Xavier to marry Brittany but Alberto's dad and my grandpa arranged a marriage for us. "Are you guys done with the makeup?"Mom asked and they nodded. "Then let's get you in your dress," she said and Elena and Alexa squealed like seriously?

All this memories and much more. I would laugh at that now. We now have two kids!! And another one on it's way.. Look at an awful falling marriage turning into something beautiful. It was arranged. Really arranged that we will all be happy at the end even though my personal family is not here. Mom, dad and Annastela... May their should rest in perfect peace. But Long Live our love for each other and the bound our families have. THE END. TEACHING FROM THE WRITER: Most people have experienced a form of love at some point in their life. They might have regarded it as a relatively trivial thing, a pleasurable sensation that they were able to enjoy without taking a whole lot of time to think abou