Best Arranged Marriage Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Auden is quiet and just keeps nodding and agreeing with whatever his Dad tells him. It was business, after all, so we also got married because of our parents’ companies. We're now eating our brunch. We haven't eaten breakfast well before. Her Daddy and Mommy were at the table with us. They look so sweet and delicate with each other. But as far as I know, they are also just victims of the 'Arrange-marriage concept'. I wonder how everything turned out like this. His father turned his gaze to me. "How's things working for both of you? Do you need anything?" he asked. He looked at Auden and me while waiting for an answer.

I asked as I stroked a few strands of my hair behind my ear. “Oh yes. Aria! Oh my goodness!” He said. Jerome hasn't changed much since high school, he was my very good friend back in school. “Where have you been? After high school, you just disappeared like that. I reached out to your mom a year ago, and she told me you got married” He got a seat for the both of us. “ It was an arranged marriage, but now I'm divorced” I smiled weakly. We gisted a lot as we tried to catch up, then we exchanged contacts. It was getting late, we promised to check up on each other then he helped me get Anna into the car as I drove off.

Once it was over, he had what he wanted, and I had mine. Perhaps, Cairen chose Zach because they could benefit from it. Not a long-term marriage would be possible with Giovanni, and she was not stuck in a marriage she does not want. Is that it? I can assume. "We had our own pleasures, Mika, and I don't care what he does, as long as I fulfill this arranged marriage for our family's sake," I reasoned and took a bite of the chocolate cake. One of these days, Grace and I will be friends again. I should make it happen, and bring back the friendship to make the two fall in love. Fourteen dates were enough for Zach to realize Grace is the right woman for him.

Julius places a hand on my shoulder, "Are you sure you're making the right decision marrying that girl?" I nod my head, "Of course I am, she's my Mate." "I know, but is now the right time?" Dean continues to question me, "Is this the right time to be bringing someone new into the pack?" "What does the pack have anything to do with me marrying Harper?" Now I'm confused, "They'll accept her as their Luna." Though the pack will be surprised by my sudden marriage, it won't affect the lives of the wolves under my command. As their Alpha, the pack trusts the decisions I make for them, and this is something that not only benefits me, but them as well.

This impossible, devastating, completely fucked-up moment where I realize that the arranged marriage I’ve been dreading might actually be to the one person I’ve wanted all along. But wanted on my terms. Not like this. Not as some corporate merger disguised as romance, orchestrated by people who think love is a line item on a balance sheet. He was supposed to be my choice, not my assignment. The blood drains from my face like someone just opened a valve and let all my hopes leak out onto Le Vieux Château’s marble floors. Because this changes everything. And absolutely nothing. I’m still trapped. Still being traded like property. Still walking into a marriage that’s more about quarterly projec

“ 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.

Red indicators blinked like alarms. “Hawthorne made their aggressive bid five minutes ago,” Lucas said. “We needed to be married by end of day. Now we need to be married tonight.” Ariana stared at the spiraling numbers. The window was closing—fast. “Tonight?” she whispered. “Now.” --- The Wedding That Wasn’t a Wedding Two hours later, Ariana stood in the center of Lucas’s private study—the same place she’d just violated. Now it served as a makeshift chapel.

"If ever Phoebe Romalia proposes to save your husband's company through an arranged marriage, do you think Gavin will choose you?" Hearing the name of that heiress somehow made her feel insecure. She simply knew that between the two of them, Phoebe was obviously way better. Just like Tricia Vexmore, she was the ideal woman for men. And not only that, she was very well aware that arranged marriages were a norm in the world of the elites which includes both Gavin and Phoebe. Their world was just so much different from the world Shantala grew up in. She knew that from the very beginning.

Glancing down at my Rolex,, I realize I have about five hours before my yearly date with my intended bride. Antonia and I have had an arranged marriage since I was four and she was nothing more than a fetus in her mom’s belly. Arranged marriages are nothing new in the underworld especially when it comes to treaties. That was the case for me and Antonia or Toni as she prefers to be called. Our marriage solidifies the alliance with the Russians and Italian mafias, who also have an alliance with the Irish, which was a different arranged marriage long before Toni and I were arranged to be married.

Katherine’s Manuscript — Chapter 1 I didn’t expect to fall in love with Damien Richard. Arranged marriages are not designed for love. They are designed for stability. Alliances. Convenience. My parents explained this to me the morning they told me I was getting married. I remember the sunlight coming through the dining room windows while my mother stirred her tea like this was a perfectly ordinary conversation. “The Richards are a respectable family,” she said calmly. My father nodded in agreement. And that was it. That was how my marriage was decided.