Arranged Marriage Romance Novels & Stories

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.

The contact is brief and accidental, but it sends a jolt through me that has nothing to do with God and everything to do with the woman I’m trying to make mine. Fuck. How many minutes until this wedding is over? “I have seen pieces of toast with more chemistry than them,” Elara whispers, her breath warm on my skin. “It’s an arranged marriage,” I murmur back, leaning in just enough to catch the coconut and jasmine over the incense. “What did you expect?” She frowns, turning her gaze back to the unhappy couple. “No wonder they look miserable.” Her voice is tinged with genuine sadness. “It’s quite heartbreaking.”

said mr Ranch with a serious expression and sat down on the couch then told Liam to sit in front of him . " What does this arranged marriage got to do with me ?! " asked Liam confused . ' It has a lot ! I only hope that you will understand it clearly and not create unnecessary trouble ! ' thought mr Ranch . " The arranged marriage has another secret behind but that secret is not something that you should know for the moment . The only thing that you should know now is that , this marriage is unbreakable . It cannot be broken in any way ! Whoever tries to even look at the bride with a hidden intention , that person will be killed by the vampire lord . Even if the person in question is a king

“Well, damn. I’m happy for you, brother. I will disown you if my wife and I won’t be your principal sponsors.” I joined them, laughing. “I’m thrilled, brother, but we might get married in the City Hall or before the judge.” “Why? Is she pregnant?” “God, no. We haven’t—you know.” “Wait. What I’m missing here?” “We’re arranged.” “Holy fuck,” he reacted. “Shit.” That one came from Princess Carlott. “Language, sweetheart,” Rome chided his wife, only to laugh at him. “How? Are you okay with all of this? I mean, she’s beautiful. Storm even said, London’s hot.”

Meanwhile, Jace, initially intimidated by Marvin's reserved nature, discovered a depth of compassion and understanding within him. Through shared experiences and heartfelt conversations, they started to unravel the layers of their differences, finding unexpected connections and shared values. Slowly but surely, their relationship blossomed into a partnership built on trust, respect, and, ultimately, love. As they faced external pressures and internal doubts, Marvin and Jace leaned on each other for support, realizing that together, they were stronger than they ever could have been alone. In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity,

And they had mentioned me by name. Not as a general concern. By name, specifically, like my presence here was something they had already factored into whatever arrangement they had with him. I rode the rest of the way in silence with my jaw tight and my mind pulling everything apart piece by piece. He had been watching me for years. He had agreed to the marriage. He had brought me here. He had a deal with rogues who knew my name. And rogues had killed my mother after a dispute between his pack and mine.

"Ryan, do you think I'm stupid? You slept with almost every girl in this damn NY city while you were engaged with me. I didn't say a word. Do you know why? Because, I thought I shouldn't tie you in a relation when you were just 18 years old. I gave you your freedom. So, you could enjoy your days before we officially engage." "But that doesn't mean that didn't hurt. Our relatives knew what you were doing. They asked me in different ways that if you were not satisfied with me, if we were still engaged. Mom would say it is just the age. Then you stopped sleeping around. But just because you stopped, the fact can't be ignored that you were disloyal. Yes, our marriage was completely arranged, the

“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?”

Didn't know I was going to explain to her. "Ava, did you hear me?" she said when she realized that I was lost. "Oh yeah, I heard all you said," I replied with a smile. She was like the only family I had. I needed to let her know what was going on. "I am getting married soon to a stranger," I said in a cold and calm voice "What? Why are your parents so heartless?" she said angrily, knowing fully well that my parents were the ones who arranged the marriage. Just then, Clara Wilson walked in. "Oh! You are here telling people about your useless life."

He didn't growl, he simply observed. The meeting dragged on. I listened half-heartedly until their bickering became a headache. I raised a hand, silencing them mid-sentence. “You all know this is an arranged marriage, right?” I said calmly. They nodded, one after the other. “Then let’s be clear,” I continued. “This won’t be a full-blown fairytale. Handle the dowry, perform the rites, and we’ll have a private court ceremony. No spectacle. Just her, me, and Draven as witness.”