Arranged Marriage Historical Romance Novels & Stories

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

, 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

' 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.

“Edmund, you’re being unreasonable. Your sister died early. I didn’t cheat on her while she was alive.” Manfred sounded offended. His marriage to Edmund’s sister was solely based on benefits, and there were no feelings involved. Who would have thought the woman would die young? Besides, arranged marriages were never about romance. Each party did their own thing as long as a child was born to carry on the family line. That was the whole point. Then, once the kid arrived and the deal was done, all would be good as long as they could maintain the fragile marriage. Yet, Edmund demanded that Manfred stay single after his sister’s death.

More than that, she was married to Duke Dane Barnard, one of Regency England's most feared gentlemen, and she'd gone back in time to perhaps the 1800s or something? But Sir Dane never loved Katherine for he already had a woman in his heart. He despised Katherine for she was the reason why he wasn't with the woman he loved. The woman he loved was from a rank lower than Katherine's so he had no choice but to make Katherine his bride-to-be. It was nothing but an arranged marriage.

A time when he would realize he had made a mistake and beg to take me back. Those were teenage fantasies that had died long ago, though. Even now that we were pledged to be married, I didn’t find myself wishing for him to apologize or love me again. I was curious about him, and I wanted a happy life, but love didn’t need to be a part of it. This was an arranged marriage—emphasis on “arranged.” We weren’t choosing each other; we were choosing our packs.

In his heart, he remembered that his father had tried to arrange several marriages for him, but this was precisely what Vano feared about arranged marriages. Arranged marriages rarely lead to happiness. It's better when love happens naturally, without any strings attached. For example, Chelsea, whom Carlos had ordered to make Vano fall in love with her. But now, it was Carlos who couldn't stay away from Chelsea, indicating that all of Carlos's arranged marriages had failed and were now backfiring on him.

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.

The friendly, bookish man who’d been so curious about the outside world had been intended as my husband? “That’s…” I didn’t know how to finish the sentence. “I know it’s a lot to process. But you have to understand, arranged marriages aren’t about romance in our world. They’re about creating the next generation of gifted children, ensuring the survival of our abilities.” I thought about Karl’s genuine smile, his curiosity about my life. Had he known? When we’d talked in the hallway, had he been thinking about what might have been? “Does he know?” I asked.

It's beyond damage! "It's an arranged marriage. I need to do this for my family." He spits out. Mental blink! Arranged what!? What sort of a preposterous absurdity is this? Arranged marriage?! I thought those ridiculous things used to happen back in the 17th era? During the times of our fore-ancestors. We are in the 21st century for God's sake! Who in this era would be this old-school to come up with such insanities? And what straight man in this era would agree to be bound by such a ridiculous thing?