Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

To navigate pack politics and territorial disputes and power struggles. The arranged marriage to Nate Henderson was supposed to help. Our betrothal had been decided when we were children. Standard practice for pack alliances. The Alpha's daughter is marrying the Beta's son. It strengthened bonds. Prevented conflicts. Secured the future. I had always known I would marry Nate. Had accepted it as fact the same way I accepted having brown eyes or being a werewolf. Nate and I had never been close. He was two years older. Ran with a different crowd. We saw each other at pack functions and said polite hellos but that was it. Still, he was handsome. Strong. Good blood

I waited, letting her continue. "Your father and I... our marriage was never what you thought it was. It was an arrangement, nothing more. He was never attracted to me—not the way a husband should be to his wife. I was just there, someone to keep up appearances, to bear his children and play the dutiful spouse. But it was never enough for him." Her voice wavered slightly, but she quickly steadied it. "Then Alma came along." My stomach tightened at the mention of Dominic's sister.

I asked, my voice tinged with desperation. “It was his last wish,” he replied, pursing his lips. I couldn’t get more irritated. What psychopath wishes his nephew would get married to someone in his place? And what fool accept to get married to a stranger because it was his uncle's last wish? “Look, from what I have gathered up until now, we were both tricked into this marriage. I will write off your father’s debt and grant you a divorce because I don’t wish to live under the same roof as a lying and thieving person like you.”

"Spare me the rule of family lecture. I've had enough. I didn't want this marriage, and I'm not going to act like I'm all loving for a wife just because it's good for the press." Mom's mouth pursed, but she would not let herself be cowed. "You mustn't love her, Kellen-no, not to marry her, but you must treat her with respect. Beyond that, you must respect your position. Rest assured, your father and I did not arrange this marriage lightly." "'Strategic,' I finished for her, scorn coming out in my voice. 'I know. Everything in this family is about strategy. Marry the right girl, make the right connections, and everything will fall into place, right? Well, I'm not playing along.' "

He muttered. She turned to him. "This is an arranged marriage which might end anytime. So you shouldn't know who I am." She corrected him. He chuckled. "What does she have in mind saying that the marriage will come to an end anytime?" He scoffed. "You're Anastasia Grande, the lady who went viral on the net because of an incident. The lady on towel who ended up as my arranged wife today. And the woman who got the pussy that I'm gonna fuck here right away…"

"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

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?

Stephan explained to me and shrugged. "So, you were destined to be married in an arranged marriage?" I asked him amazed. He shrugged again and said simply, "Well, most Eurasian nobles marry for the purpose of forming or strengthening alliances between peoples, sometimes internally, sometimes externally. There is not much choice for us at this point," he explained to me. "I hadn't thought of it that way," I muttered to him. Stephan then turned to me and said, "I can imagine how you feel, Your Highness. It's a little awkward at first, but then we usually accept it."

“Why, Rymalene? You look bothered.” “Bestie, I'm getting married soon.” “Then why are you sad?!” She swallowed audibly, “It’s an arranged marriage. Haha, but lucky me he’s handsome. We’ll get to have cute babies. “ Her fiancé suddenly turned to us. Hmmm. Yes, he’s handsome, but shouldn’t marriage be founded on love? I just realized she had left without even saying goodbye. Tsk. Arranged marriage, huh? Crazy. It’s like a scratch sweepstake where you rub a paper and god knows whether you win or not. But I hoped they’d live a happy marriage life.

He couldn't help but laugh at Randy's arrogant attitude, which he had often displayed. "What? An arranged marriage? Seriously?" Darwin asked incredulously. "Yeah, Win. You know I never lie, right?" Darwin nodded afterward and then sat across from Randy, trying to find out what was really happening. "Are you seriously going to be in an arranged marriage?" Soon, hearty laughter erupted from Darwin's lips. He was delighted to hear that his arch-nemesis was experiencing a fate similar to his own—being arranged for marriage. Such was the destiny of heirs of wealthy families. If they couldn't find a spouse of equal status, they would