Novelas y relatos de Arranged Marriage

“Except dating. I can’t have my wife dating other men.” “And you won’t see other women.” She said it like a statement, not a question. “Aye, you’ll be my moon and stars, lass.” “I don’t see how we’re going to do this today. We need a license, an officiant.” I placed the envelope on the table. “Taken care of.” She opened the flap and pulled out the marriage license I’d applied for, both of our names already written down. “Are you serious? You knew I’d say yes?”

"But Max... "Don't take a freedom that doesn't belong to you again, I'm not interested in you, or anyone in your family, I'm not here for pleasure..." Máximo growled with a clenched jaw. "Much less do I care to have you as my spouse..." And if you are chosen to marry me, do not think, not for a moment, that I will become a sweet and loving spouse, do not expect anything from me, I do not like you, I am not attracted to you at all, I do not even like you, you are no different from all the stupid girls who live throwing themselves before me... This is an arranged marriage, a transaction between the two families, nothing more. Valeria's eyes filled with tears as

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.

"Wait a minute." I nodded, looking at him as he stepped to the quieter side of the room, while I shifted my gaze to the wine bottle within arm's reach. After no one was around me, I felt stressed again. I was getting married, having children, and most likely not being able to continue my college education, which was only in the process of passing three semesters. Then, my childhood friend put me in that situation. Everything was a mess. I already knew that arranged marriages were less about love and more about the interests of the bride and groom's respective families, so the personal feelings of the bride and groom were less of a consideration.

I expected this already anyways. "Alright, Grandpa," I answered, bracing myself for the inevitable introduction to a woman chosen by my family, not by my heart. People say arranged marriages are like a plan for a steady life. No messy emotions, just a logical decision based on tradition and family advice. It might not have the intense passion we associate with love, but is that a fair exchange for a stable and predictable life? If I follow my grandfather's choice, my life would be straightforward. No heartbreaks, no one-sided love, just following tradition without the need for big romantic gestures or dramatic love stories – just quietly accepting the path set

“Bryce made his choice, and his parents approved. Her parents accepted. This morning he gave her a ring, and they’re getting married next week.” “That’s crazy,” muttered Xian, frowning at the news. “Why would you marry someone you don’t love?” “Yeah, it’s crazy, but it’s not as if Brielle has a choice here,” Kione gritted her teeth. “Gen said it’s a tradition, but in this arranged marriage, they didn’t need the consent of the woman. If the family accepts the proposal, they proceed to the next step. Getting married.” “Kione, it happens in many countries,” Aarush cut in, then he shrugged because he knew better. “But of course, we’re talking about Cole’s life mat

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

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

"They want to fix you up?" "No. They claim the only perfect match was used up when they were married and it wouldn't be fair to me or my sisters to set us up. My older sister did us a favor by marrying the perfect man, so for now my parents are content to let us be." Arranged marriages. The concept was old and foreign to him. "Nan talked about that, but I can't wrap my head around it. Your parents, they were set up?"