Arranged Marriage Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I said. Zane stared at me as if he was trying to read my face, then words came out of me. “You never told me you had a fiancée.” For one ridiculous moment, I waited for him to laugh. To tell me it was a misunderstanding and it was nothing but an inside joke. Instead, Zane said quietly. “It’s an arranged marriage.” They were going to get married. Suddenly it felt like my ribs had shrunk, pressing against my lungs. “We’re not like that together,” Zane continued, “our family arranged it like when I was sixteen.”

, I tried to assure her; more like telling her to get the hell out, I've heard enough. " Sir, it's easier said than done. You have to do it", she said, unable to read the air in the room and if I wasn't such a patient human being, she would've joined her friend in doing those menial jobs without my company having to fall apart or go bankrupt. " Look sir, it is very easy. You just have to let the yang energy take over you so that you can connect with the yin and have a wonderful love life with your husband; now that I think about it, my husband's last name is Yang", she laughed hysterically, sounding so much like those background laughter in comedy series - and hei, I just noticed too; her hu

“Not because of the contract. Not because of the arrangement. I love you — the woman who fights me, who makes me feel alive again. You’re mine. Truly mine.” Tears slipped down her cheeks. She touched his face, pulling him down for a slow, deep kiss. “I love you too, Daddy. I stopped pretending weeks ago.” He held her close as the rain gentled against the windows, his hand stroking her back, his cock still twitching inside her. The arranged marriage had become something far more dangerous. Real.

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—”

If he thinks the only way to prove this is real is to burn the system down with him, then that’s what we do. **E: I’m not a fan of Darius. Never have been. The arranged marriage is legacy bullshit my family shoved down my throat since I was born. I’m not marrying a marble statue for bloodline points. I want the scarred kid who kissed me like he was starving. And if that means flipping the board, the Fang, the accords themselves—then hell or high water, I’m flipping.** She didn’t wait for replies. She was already moving. Out the door.

"The arranged marriage was set up by our families. I never knew how to tell you..." "Please don't blame Damian. It's all my fault. If you're angry, take it out on me." I held back my fury and answered coldly, "I have no interest in hearing your excuses for being the other woman." The other end went quiet for a moment. After a brief silence, Damian's voice came through, low and gentle. "Mia, don't overthink this." "The arranged marriage was a business deal set up entirely by our parents. Serena had no choice either. Don't take it out on her, okay?"

"Jefferson, I am a very difficult person. So I know I can deal with you in the future. I don't need to be in heaven if you aren't there. I wouldn't want to be in paradise if you weren't Adam. I don't want to be happy if it means your tears, and I don't need the world when you're not there." Everyone was touched, I know that. They knew that this was an arranged marriage and didn't expect anything like that. Maybe they were thinking that we were already in love with each other, so when I heard the "You may now kiss the bride". I made her face me. I had already told her that I was going to fake the kiss, so I had to do that. After all, we already agreed to it too. No matter how much I wanted to

Before this school year started, my parents told me I had an arranged marriage with the name of Diana Rose Soleta and would announce it today. At first, I planned to cancel the arranged marriage because I don’t agree with that matter. My parents can order me to do anything, they can expect me to do anything, run their company, get high grades, be top of the whole batch, start a business that can grow in company—all of that, they can expect me to do those things, but not marrying to someone I don’t love. But it was like magic fate brought Diana and me together. The moment I found out that Diana and Patrice are the same, I immediately stopped my plan to cancel our arranged marriage, especially

I didn't also want her to know my husband was my previous lover. “I'd think about that” I said dismissively and entered my car. As I drove away, I could see the anger and hate in her eyes. I was so glad I was pushed into this marriage, instead of her, because I wouldn't have met Darren. Not all arranged marriages end badly, at least mine favoured me. This was fate and fate gave us a second chance. _________________________________________ I sat on the bed with my legs on the bed too as I massaged my toe. It was swollen as a result of how heavy the cart was.

“You know how I feel about arranged marriages since getting my daughter back? I want her to marry for love, because of everything that she has been through for seventeen years. Can't you understand how she must feel?” “I'll tell you how I feel, trapped, confused, no control over my own life!!! This arranged marriage, even though it means nothing to me since it won't be happening, makes me feel the same way I did while being held captive by Draven!!! Is that really a marriage that you want, Rocco?” “No!” That's what he says but walks over to Analina's sit and pulls her up and drags her towards the door of the dining room.