Best Arranged Marriage Romance Books Novels & Stories

I whispered one more time, hoping he could hear it. When I gathered my strength and returned my senses I made my way to my room. It looked like it's going to be a long night of overthinking again. I'm going to wake up again. When I lied down, I kept asking myself if this was really the solution to my problem.Arranged marriage to my boss? For real? Before I could go to sleep, I read the contract he gave me. I'm not shocked at all because somehow, I already know what he wanted. This arranged marriage would be about me, submitting myself completely to him.

She turned to face the small gathering that had assembled around us, Harold, Sarah, Peter, my father, enough of an audience that I understood, immediately, this wasn't meant to be private. "A year ago," my mother said, her voice carrying easily, "I helped arrange a marriage I believed, at the time, was simply a sensible business decision for both our families. I want everyone here to understand something I've only recently come to understand myself. Whatever began as an arrangement has become something else entirely, chosen freely, fought for honestly, by two people who owe nothing to any deal their families once struck on their behalf." I felt Anna's hand find mine, and I turned to look at

hisom said, “This life Is far civilized than all this arranged marriage, to me, I don't like It, and I can't marry the woman I don't love, I prefer to marry the woman that we will understand each other” Damilola said, “I don't think It will walkout” he said,

Chapter 61: True masterpiece ** Amber’s POV “I think we need to move that trellis a little to the left. No, your other left!” When Levi and I were married for the first time, I am embarrassed to admit, I didn’t actually have much say in the details. My parents hired people to handle most of the minutiae. Wedding planners, florists, tailors and caterers. Also, the groom was supposed to be another man whom I thought I loved.

Traveling everywhere. Instead of snapping back to reality, Emily wanted to linger and savor this incredibly beautiful sight. At the very least, she could visualize the perfect, handsome, and sexy male characters from the romance novels she often read. It was exactly the same – an arranged marriage without love, beginning with the man's cold and aloof demeanor but eventually leading to him becoming smitten with the female lead. Emily's smile unraveled as she imagined what it would be like if Calvin became infatuated with her. But a minute later, Emily shook her head quickly, dismissing her thoughts that were still influenced by the fictional romance novel plot. All of that was purely fictiona

And deep down, I knew something was off. Barry wanted this marriage too much. My mother looked haunted. And the Kingstons…..they didn’t need us. But they wanted me. Why? This whole getting married is so sudden and strange. I mean who still does arranged marriage in this century? A few minutes ago I was excited about finishing my second book and submitting it to the editors and publishers. And now I find myself in this mess. Why does God hate me? Why has the universe decided to punish me? I didn’t have answers to any of my questions, but

Turning off the lights, I settled under the blankets. Em was right—this marriage wasn’t about love. I was better off if I didn’t allow myself to think that way. Love was the thing of fairy tales, not arranged marriages. Even if love was unobtainable, I did want our marriage to work, and I didn’t want Dario hurt or worse. If he didn’t believe I wanted this marriage to work, it was my mission to make him believe. Those were my thoughts as I slipped off to sleep.

This is the hardest decision. She turned on the television in her room and watched lots of romantic movies all night. Just to contemplate on her feelings. Then without any sleep, in the morning, she changed her clothes and drove to the library as she picked up romance books, erotic or not. She picked it all. Then she picked up some things about marriage but then she hesitated. Marriage wouldn't work. If it works, then why would her mother leave with another man?

she informed me. My smile grew softer as I accessed the cover. It was personalised with aesthetic aspects from one of my favourite spots from our honeymoon. "There's no way he arranged this so quickly," I commented. Raquel smiled, giving me a playful elbow nudge. "You're his wife. He had to be prepared." I couldn't help but smile more at her remark, my finger pressing the power button to switch on the phone. I waited patiently for it to switch on before going through the basic applications to distract myself. I wasn't sure if Liam had been the one to set up everything or him, but deep down, I wished it had been him because everything was heart-warming.

“ I've been trying to call you, Dominique sent in some divorce papers and the will states that the property is now in his name! What are you going to do? You're not going to divorce him right? Right?” I smiled more of a cold smile than a friendly one. “ I'll be there tomorrow, inform Dominique, I want him there when I sign it as for the will… I don't care he can have it.” “ But yo-you worked so hard for this!” “ I know, but he made his choice and I made mine and also prepare some marriage certificates, I and my husband will be there tomorrow.” “ Husband!? What?!!” “ Bye!!” “ Gen? wait! Don't—” I ended the call, handing the phone back to Charles.