Arranged Marriage Fanfic Novels & Stories

' Even though the boys and the girls knew that this was what the meeting was all about, they were still dumbfounded by the news. Mr Brown continued with his speech. "Kayla Davis, meet Alex Brown, your future husband" Kayla nodded her head. "And as from today henceforth, Alex, you have to start taking care of Kayla. You both are going to get married immediately after college."He ended his speech, opened the file in front of him and stamped it with the stamp that Kayla spotted earlier. Kayla's heart skipped so many beats after this, she felt as if she was going to faint at any moment. 'They should have asked for our own opinion too' she thought. 'What if things didn't go as planned between us?

“And, by the way, out of all the people in this world, you had to marry him?” “We were arranged to be married, Sameer. And you want to know why I keep bringing him up?” My voice rose a little. “Because he’s my husband!” “If it’s just an arranged marriage, it’s not more than we had, Kriti. We can still fix it.” I saw red. Shit! I knew where he would head to from here. His hands rubbed my shoulder down to my palms, the touch felt like an assault. I jerked away shouting, “Sameer, that’s enough. Just go or—”

He said and I looked at him surprised. Mum and Dad's marriage was arranged. Her dad was just telling her now. "Kim, even if you don't get married to Alfred, you will either get wedded to the son of Jeguk industries or rather you will get married to one of the twins of Marshall group of companies," He explained and pecked my hair as tears fell from my eyes. "But Dad, I don't love him," I sobbed my voice choked with tears and my Dad embraced me. I sobbed harder on his shoulder. Why are bad things happening now?! First I broke up with Andrew now this arranged marriage stuff.

"Don't try to act all smart. There's one thing you need to know. You've got the bad ass. It's either you opt out now or never. You can still be saved or you'll be in a bondage your entire life." "Do you think I want to do this?!" I asked in a slight yell. "Then opt out. Stop being pretentious. I didn't believe any lady could agree to an arranged marriage. I thought all ladies sought love. I totally forgot that ladies are money searchers. But still, they appreciate love with money. That's why you're unique." He avowed. "You've got it all wrong. He shrugged and walked past me, heading to the door. "I'll pick you up tomorrow so you can get your stuffs."

Her father then interrupted: "He’s not young anymore, the family over there can’t wait for you." She contradicted her father’s words: "Dad, there are a lot of other men." "You? Are you going to make your parents angry?" Then her father hugged his chest. Jennifer Martinez knew her father’s illness, so she didn’t say anything more, asking permission to go up to her room. Step by step up the stairs, how heavy each step. Perhaps her whole life she could not have imagined that her marriage would be arranged, marrying someone she did not love, the heavy feeling that weighed on her small heart like a big iceberg. In her heart, she also knew that it was impossible to avoid this arranged marriage. Bu

I pointed at him, and he raises his brows tentatively, and I drop my hand. "Martha, I don't know what going on in your head but let me say this to you." "This is an arranged marriage, and I don't even like you; I don't even feel anything at all, and it is driving me crazy." "I don't want to be around someone like you, just too rude, daft, and in addition, you have no manners; I'm sorry if that hurt, but you are no one in my life." "I thought I would feel something during our kiss, but it was just plain."

"I am ready to leave. Okay, thank you." Kathleen smiled when Angela faced her. "I will be going now." She stood and took her scarf. Angel Pattinson was a beautiful graceful woman. She always wanted to be close to her, so Angel would want her as daughter in-law. But it seems that neither of them can control this arrangement. Angela arrives at his son's house and her father in law is walking on the treadmill with his therapist. She greeted her father in law. She told the maid to call his son as she sat down and picked one of the wedding invitation templates.

“You think moving the date up, bleeding me dry with pointless extravagance, plastering our wedding across every gossip column in the supernatural world is going to change anything? News flash, Venita, it won’t make me love you. Heck, it won't even make me like you.” Venita’s gasp broke through the wood between us, brittle and sharp. My throat tightened. “This is an arranged marriage,” Stephan continued, every word a lash. “A transaction. An alliance. Nothing more. That’s all it ever was.” I winced. God, even for Stephan, that was brutal. “Stephan…” Venita’s voice cracked, breaking down into something fragile. “You don’t mean that.” “Oh, I do.” His tone was ice. “I’ve never been clearer in my

He did not look up from the papers on his desk. “There’s a marriage being arranged,” he said quietly. “I am finalizing it tonight.” My feet froze. My breath caught. “With who?” I asked, my voice barely audible. He looked up slowly, his dark eyes locking with mine for the first time in weeks. There was no warmth in them. “Alpha Prince Rowan Sterling. The comatose heir of the Sterling Pack. Apparently, they need a bride. So I volunteered you.” I blinked. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s not—you wouldn’t—”

“Yes, he knew! And no, he didn’t try to save me because he gave me to Wesley!” Joker freezes, his eyes wide with shock. “He... what?” “Our marriage was arranged, Joker. It wasn’t real. He hated that I tried to leave, hated that I took the kids with me. So, he gave me to Wesley to get rid of me and keep the kids.” Joker’s face contorts with fury. “Ya have kids?” I nod slowly. “Yes.” Joker’s voice lowers, filled with a cold rage. “And ya want to go back to him? To the man who gave ya away?”