Arranged Marriage Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked as I stroked a few strands of my hair behind my ear. “Oh yes. Aria! Oh my goodness!” He said. Jerome hasn't changed much since high school, he was my very good friend back in school. “Where have you been? After high school, you just disappeared like that. I reached out to your mom a year ago, and she told me you got married” He got a seat for the both of us. “ It was an arranged marriage, but now I'm divorced” I smiled weakly. We gisted a lot as we tried to catch up, then we exchanged contacts. It was getting late, we promised to check up on each other then he helped me get Anna into the car as I drove off.

"I know..I know.. That's why before the worst accident that happened...I went back to the mansion to ask you to marry me..the real marriage I always dreamt of." Selene stopped, did she hear right? Lyon was about to propose to her then? "But that happened..." Lyon continued sadly, "So much happened. That's why I don't want to go ahead with it... because maybe...I’m afraid that something might happen to me, you or any of the people I care about. ...even though our marriage was fake, you are my only wife. You're the only one I want to be with forever." Lyon explained, at that time he had mixed feelings. He was so filled with emotion that he was unable to control his tears.

My carefully constructed plans, my patience, my sacrifices— all for nothing. He had cast me aside for her. You could say that it was karma for what I did to him, but I barely played a part in it. The arranged marriage had been planned by my father and his. They were adamant that we got married, and I bought into the idea. Now the idea seemed to have backfired. What was I going to do now? Nothing. There was nothing I could do. Dane was going to marry me. We had already signed the papers. This was just a phase. He was going to get through it. I tried to convince myself

Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age. I was an exception only because my parents were dead, so there was no one who could arrange my marriage other than Damon. Who had other important things to work on at that time, rather than looking for a guy to marry me, which gave me a little extra time than other women. But it came to an end when a war broke out between Cosa Nostra and the American mafia which made Cosa Nostra seek out Bratava for help and which eventually led to me marrying Alex, which scared me.

Oh my gosh, I still can't believe that I missed my bestie's wedding, I feel like the worst person on earth," Avery said wiping invisible tears from her face. "Stop making a fuse already, not like the wedding means anything to me, it is a fucking arranged marriage," Nelly spat angrily. "Seriously, who practice arranged marriage in this era, that was in the time of the old not now again things have changed. My parents can never force me to be with someone I don't love, is never going to happen" Avery said through gritted teeth. "I never had a choice, if you were in my shoes there is nothing you can do, my father got into a stupid deal with Michael Kent and I was forced to marry his son and her

I hadn’t realized I was shaking until he reached for my hands, gently squeezing them. “Look, I don’t know what picture you’re talking about. But whatever you saw, it’s not what it looked like—” “I saw it in the newspaper. Page six. I know exactly what I saw.” My voice cracked as I pulled my hands away. “You know, Nathaniel, when you told me you had a girlfriend, I never held it against you.” From the corner of my eye, I noticed Velma approaching, her expression curious, probably wondering what the fuss was about. “I tried so hard to be the understanding wife. Because after all, this is an arranged marriage, right? Temporary. No feelings involved. Nothing of that sort.”

' Don't forget there will be; Aurora's story, Isabella's story and; Mario's story. Please stay stunned. I should have written Aurora's story after Arranged to marry the enemy but I need a break from the Mafia setting. I need to write normal romance to get myself in check. Arranged to marry the enemy took a lot of researches, my thinking and my time. (I used to years to write the novel. My bad!) But it's worth it. Thank you for your patience and support.

Delmour's voice rang with concern. "I don't effing care, Mom! You and Dad claim to love me more, but you both still went ahead and got that little brat married before me, and not just to anyone, but to that fine piece of human meat," Olivia shouted in frustration. She had been holding onto this resentment for far too long. Mrs. Delmour shook her head, struggling to understand her daughter's frustration. "Baby, it's an arranged marriage, and your dad and I will find you someone more attractive as a husband, so don't worry, okay? We've got everything sorted out for you already."

Was this girl part of them, I didn't know their faces. "Than talk." "Listen, I want you to know that I love you so much and although this was supposed to be an arranged marriage—" "It not supposed to be." He cut her off, dramatically stopping his typing on the keyboard. "Excuse?" "It's not supposed to be an arranged marriage," he turned his head to her direction, "it is an arranged marriage and I have no idea why you decided to let yourself expect any other thing apart from the way it'd favour both companies."

“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