Arranged Romance Novels & Stories

Damien said. I nodded sharply. Sound advice. “So how do I ever talk to you uhm … privately,” she whispered, looking kind of embarrassed. I’d done nothing but think of kissing her now since I first saw her, though I’d never admit it. I had been so set on having an arranged marriage, a marriage of convenience. Factoring in emotion wasn’t on my agenda. I knew of course my Queen and I would have to mate properly, ensure that an heir would be born quickly but … what? Romance? Properly courting? Absolutely not.

"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

Vanessa laughs, Kashmir smiles and looks at Amaro. "It's too soon to speak of it." Alexander placed his arm around Vanessa's shoulder. "From my perspective, I have no issue with arranged marriages because some arranged marriages have thrived." Kashmir is open about arranged marriages. "What about you, my love?" Kashmir turned to Amaro. "I have no problem with it either. Either way, Alexander's right, it's too early to tell. " Amaro caressed Kashmir's face. "Alright. Perhaps we can talk about that at some point in the future. " Kashmir smiled.

Tariq and I have not even kissed and they want a baby? Maybe on the cheek only occasionally, when he goes to work or in the morning when he wakes up. But one doesn't become pregnant with that. And sex isn't something we are going to do anytime soon. Am a little skeptical about doing sex with Tariq. Ofcourse during the first few days of our arranged marriage that's what I expected, but after the truth I believe Making love is way more better than having sex just because we are married. Falling for him, or him falling for me isn't easy cause whatever we are and have isn't what we both wanted.

Deep cleaned. "So are you excited to get married soon Anthony?". " Yeah so excited". I said rolling my eyes. "I feel a hint of sarcasm in your voice" "Yeah, I'm so excited to be involved in an arranged marriage". The music is turned up to party mode as Emily and Ethan went to their reception as we follow and I take the chair that has me and Sapphire name on it. Bing! Damon: sir me Eddie said I should book an appointment with you for a contract.

“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.”

"What!!!! so you spent your wedding night with Diana, that is very wrong of you, for Pete's sake you are a married man, how can you leave your bride on your wedding night to be with your mistress? Rocco asked with a raised voice. "Can you just reduce your voice this is an office for fuck sake, and point of correction Diana is not my mistress, she is the woman I love and I would get married to her after I divorce Nelly, you know that I was not in support of this darn marriage in the first place, it is a fucking arranged marriage.

"If you don't love her, then why are you with her?" "We were arranged to be together," he explains. "Our parents arranged it. It was to be for the good of the pack. Being with her was never my decision." "So you don't love her?" I ask, hesitantly. It’s starting to make sense. It feels like he’s my mate. And if he is, it’s impossible for him to truly love anyone else. "I don't love her," he says. "I love you." I pull him into an embrace that feels like coming home after being locked out for too long.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

“ Enough!! “ I said, finally managing to push him away and trying to catch my breath. “ You do read romance, right ? or is it some horror genre that you have a collection of?? “ He asked, annoyed. “ Because you always interrupt me. “ He pressed his lips into a thin line. “ Because you always get started at the wrong time and wrong place. “ I glared at him. “ Everytime and everywhere is right to be romantic.” He said, placing his hands on the table, at either side of me. “ Not when you are the centre of attractions for hundreds of people.” I said, pushing him back and jumping down from the table. He sighed as I straightened my clothes and hair. Looking up, I noticed the condition his hair and