Arranged Marriage Fantasy Romance Books Novels & Stories

At club we mostly have some drinks and chat no dance or anything exotic. Girls throw their selves at us but we are not like that. They both are married and I believe in arrange marriage so I don't want this flings. In my family everyone had arrange marriage and all are happy so I can be happy as well. At start i wasn't ready to settle down and all so my family respected that and then there was some problem in my horoscope so they didn't wanted me to get married. As I reached I saw my home. Big mansion. Everyone has kind of big room which consist bedroom study and living room in the suite. We don't allow visitors or guests to those floors.

"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."

, Bright sighed and spoke to his cat who was purring on the table. Bright was equally guilty about last night, perplexed at his own feelings and flustered at how weak he had been in front of them. He wanted to talk to Ash about it, sort it out so that they could go back to being contractually married to each other, living like strangers. Bright had grown accustomed to believing that he had a perfectly happy married life with a husband who he loved and who loved him back. He refused to believe the circumstances that had pulled him and Ash close again but he had found peace in their arrangement and all he wanted was that their marriage never ended.

Today is such a beautiful day... "Mom, what did you say? You want me to get married? To Who? What types of a person is he?" questions started to flow out one by one "Ha-ha. An arranged marriage in the 21st century, tell me, mom, you're just kidding" She tried to laugh it off. Ok, today might not be a beautiful day, at least for a certain someone. That girl has long dark hair that is soft and silky. Her lip is plumb which, gives off a sexy vibe when she opens and closes her mouth.

robotic. Still, Alex hadn’t been working aboard after the wedding like Raphael had. He’d always stayed in town. So whatever they had, it looked pretty solid now. Maybe Grace should corner that brat Dana one of these days and squeeze the truth out of her—how does she actually get along with her husband in that whole arranged marriage setup? Grace’s phone buzzed on her desk. One new message. She picked it up and checked. “Haven’t gotten my flowers yet?” —from Gavin.

"So there are people here who want to hurt me." "I did not say that." "You implied it very clearly." He was quiet for a moment. "I am saying I would rather you were close. You can have Darcy help you rearrange the room however you like. I left it this way because I do not care about furniture and curtains, but if you need it to feel more like yours then do whatever you want with it." I crossed my arms. "That is a very specific kind of concern for a man who agreed to this marriage out of obligation."

I could imagine him clenching his fists as he stared up at the ceiling. “I have two mates.” “That’s impossible,” he muttered, “What kind of game are you playing?” “It’s not impossible because it’s happening to me. Marina is my mate as well as Rosalind.” I heard a heavy sigh before the loud creaking of his office chair echoed in the background, “Let me get this straight. You are mated to the witch from Blackwood and somehow also mated to your human wife? How the hell did that happen?” “I wouldn’t be calling you for help with the matter if I had any fucking idea how it happened.” The words left my mouth through gritted teeth and the thought of murdering something crossed my mind. I wished that

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Was it too much to ask her to marry him? He stood and went to her room to call her but she didn't answer. It's like she wasn't there. He reached a wire and picked on the lock and he peeked on her. She's frowning as she reads the book and she turns the pages so fast as she reads it all. He was standing there for a few minutes and watched her finish a single book with probably over 200 pages and put it on the left side and then pick another. Was it too much to torture her? What is she contemplating on? He let her finish one book and then strode to her and took all of the romance books and threw them away. She was surprised at his actions and then he took the ring and put it in the trash bin.

he wiggled his eyebrows at me comically and I laughed, nodding. He grabbed one of the boxes swiftly and handed it to me. It was the biggest one because my tiny hands were barely keeping it in place. He had a lazy, urging smile that I found sexy playing on his lips. I looked away from him and unknotted the ribbons. I pried the cover open and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I retrieved the first book. "André!" I whisper-yelled, my voice laced with awe. Being a bibliophile had its perks because as I looked through the four books, with somewhat modern yet vintage covers in mature colours, alongside intricate golden threadings, I knew they were Fantasy books. Dark Romantasies.