Best Arranged Marriage Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Back then, when the arranged marriage was first proposed, Grace had already prepared herself for it, but that didn’t mean she hadn’t fought back. She told her father flat out that she refused to marry someone she had no emotional connection with. Surprisingly, the usually cold and pragmatic Mr. Bellavance actually softened his tone and told her, "Among all the young men of marriageable age in our circle, none can compare to Raphael—he's mature, steady, clean in both reputation and background. The Sterlings are an old, well-respected family. If you marry him, at the very least, you won’t suffer."

Most of my cousins were either married or engaged at my age. I was an exception only because my parents were dead, so there was no one who could arrange my marriage other than Damon. Who had other important things to work on at that time, rather than looking for a guy to marry me, which gave me a little extra time than other women. But it came to an end when a war broke out between Cosa Nostra and the American mafia which made Cosa Nostra seek out Bratava for help and which eventually led to me marrying Alex, which scared me.

BROOKE Luna Davenport’s words rang in my head repeatedly. She’d easily renewed my motivation by sharing that her and Ace’s father’s union wasn’t a peaceful process either. I’d always assumed that Ace was one of the few alpha heirs that were against being in an arranged marriage, but after hearing about her experience, I realized that wasn’t the case. In fact, I did a deep dive research on arranged marriages throughout history in the library after I left the hospital and I learned that most powersful Alphas were too stubborn to concede the hopes of having a love marriage or a mated marriage that could strengthen their reign.

I thought, my mind racing. “Arranged marriage?” I repeated, my voice almost a whisper. “Don’t be embarrassed,” Halle said, waving her hand dismissively. “Some of the most successful marriages are arranged, you know. It takes away all the guesswork.” I felt my face grow even warmer. “I… I didn’t realize.” The rest of dinner passed in a blur of conversations. Halle kept the atmosphere light and cheerful, talking about her work as a business owner and sharing funny stories from Orchard’s childhood. I did my best to keep up, though my thoughts kept drifting back to what she had said earlier.

Ella stopped, biting her lower lip as she struggled to continue. I wondered why. Why was Ella having a hard time speaking about the woman my husband was previously married to. Ella didn't mention who the woman was or what her name was. It looked like she didn't even want to say her name. But she continued to tell me the full story. "She used to belong to one of the top families in the web, and an alliance was arranged between her family and the Nicolo's, which provided him with a way to get into the web as easily as anyone could." She continued. "Even though it was an arranged marriage, I'd seen the way he used to look at her, as if he'd made a promise to himself that he would take good care

‘It’s going to be okay, I promise’ she said reassuringly, but I knew it wouldn’t be. I tried to pull myself together, telling myself it was a loveless marriage after all. It was a loveless marriage, but I felt so betrayed and stupid. I felt so angry seeing that girl on top of him, I liked the way his lips felt against mine. I longed to be in his arms all day long, I thought of him every time. I replay the first time he kissed me in my head to remember how good his lips felt against mine. My heart skips a beat whenever I see him. I don’t think this is a loveless marriage anymore. I think I am falling in love with Aaron Carson.

I breathed hard as I finished talking. "Are you done?" Ryan gave me a calculating look like he was afraid what I'll do next. "Done? I'm nowhere as done. After divorcing you I'm going to find Nathan and marry him. He will keep me happy unlike you. Then I'll have his kids in my womb and you'll regret losing me. Because no matter how much you say that you don't want me as your wife, you know that you can't get a better than me. So you''ll have tears flowing down when I'll be there kissing him-" I was shut down with his lips meeting mine in a bruising kiss, a kiss which touched every nerve of my body and unlike the last time I kissed him back with all of my pent up anger. Yes, I was new to this

That I would like one night in my own bed before stepping into his house as his wife. She steps closer, placing both hands on my shoulders in a gesture that is meant to reassure. Her grip is light, but it anchors me in place. “I know it’s a lot to take in. But in time you will adjust.” Adjust. The word echoes in my head as I nod. People adjust to new jobs. New cities. I suppose people adjust to marriages too. Behind her, I notice movement in my peripheral vision. Stephano steps into the room without announcing himself, stopping a few feet away with a faint frown on his face. He doesn't look surprised to find us talking. He looks impatient.

I gasped in mock offense, which made her laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, Elena." she added quickly, “I wouldn’t pin after your guy. But he’s hot and he gives off major trust fund boy energy.” She smirked at me. “You really hit the jackpot with him. And he seems interested in you. Maybe the whole arranged marriage thing didn’t turn out so bad.”

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