Arranged Marriage Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I tensed, “What do you mean, your majesty?” I asked, “Nick, please.” I nodded, “And what I mean is, your father and I think it might be best to join us, like the vampires and werewolves.” My heart was beating fast as the thought of what he’d say next ran through my brain, “Do you mean…?” I didn’t even get the second to ask when Nick blurted out what he and my father agreed on, “An arranged marriage.” He stated, “Between you and Selene.” My brain was running too fast to even think of what he was telling me, but then I thought of Selene,

This fact was too dark, too depressing. Imagining two people who liked each other being separated, and having to marry someone else in order to save the kingdom, it was not one of the things I had ever imagined. "She had married Arlo Caden through an arranged marriage. When I heard the news of her marriage, I gave up, because it was impossible to pursue her anymore, I couldn't be selfish when she had sacrificed so much." I don't know if it was the pregnancy hormones or not, but I could feel my eyes watering.

he said with a chuckle. “And I love you for that Leo. You really get me. So, are you going to tell me about your date?” He laughed again, “Are you going to tell me about your terms of the arrangement?” he countered. “You can hear them when I propose them to your associate in the morning. But nice try at deflecting Mr. Clemonte. Now, I want the details. Do you think you’ll see her again?” “Honestly Amber, it’s nothing serious. And I don’t think I’m ready for a serious relationship just yet. Truth be told, Grayson pushed me into it. He set me up with his father’s personal assistant. She’s a great girl, but I don’t know…”

It wasn't part of the script. "You heard right. It was supposed to be an arranged marriage and I went to their house to pick someone to marry. Since my wife and I have once known each other, I would of course choose her. It was love at first sight after all. Who wouldn't love someone as adorable as her?" He looked at her lovingly.

Thorne. She ran to Lucian, voice shaking. “They’re threatening Ari.” Lucian’s jaw clenched. “We protect our family. No matter what.” The storm had truly arrived. They both knew then that this marriage fake or not carried real stakes, real enemies, and real danger. The gathering storm had arrived.

I waited, letting her continue. "Your father and I... our marriage was never what you thought it was. It was an arrangement, nothing more. He was never attracted to me—not the way a husband should be to his wife. I was just there, someone to keep up appearances, to bear his children and play the dutiful spouse. But it was never enough for him." Her voice wavered slightly, but she quickly steadied it. "Then Alma came along." My stomach tightened at the mention of Dominic's sister.

I’ll be able to breathe easier, free from the weight on my shoulders. I kept my eyes on him, waiting for him to speak. His calm, bronze-colored eyes looked into mine before he spoke softly. “The relationship Loraine and I have is because of my mom and Vanessa’s wishes—an arranged marriage.” I was shocked. Arranged marriage? I didn’t expect that. His grip on my hand tightened as he looked away before continuing.

” “I know that’s not ideal these days, but I’ve been waiting for you, I’ve been waiting for you to fall in love the normal way and get married. But that’s not happening, so I figured, maybe you’re destined for an arranged marriage, love can come in later.” “I’m not interested, mom.” “Just think about it, my dear. I’ve met with him, he’s a good man.” Does she really think I’d just marry who I don’t know? But for her peace of mind, I said. “I’ll think about it.” “Yes! That’s my girl.” Then she changed the topic. ******************** Caden moved closer to me. "Is there something you want?"The backs of his fingers stroke my face and his eyes seared my soul.

I needed my best friend just as much as he needed me, and I know I have to tell him the truth about everything. “She’s not re–really - I’m not - we are not -” I sigh, “we aren't married we are, not really, but we shouldn't be.” “I’m not following, Keenan. You would have to explain.” He tells me calmly. And so I spend the next thirty minutes narrating the unfortunate tale that led to the union that Vary and I now share, and the look on his face isn’t one that I haven’t seen before. He seems to picture everything that I’ve explained to him mentally. “So you mean it was an arranged/business marriage like mine and Paris?” He finally asks.

"My grandfather is orchestrating our marriage to secure a business deal and for my ailing grandmother. They hold the belief that if the eldest grandson marries first, it will heal any sickness. However, I refuse to marry her, and you will make this fact known to them." Never had I been so confounded. Abruptly, the myriad of stories and novels I had read swarmed my thoughts, the idea of an arranged marriage between two mighty conglomerates overwhelming me, casting me as the antagonist in their narrative.