Betrothal Novels & Stories

The echoes of his voice rippled across the hall, and his gaze lingered on Lylah and her parents before they moved on to Cormac and his parents, then he continued. "This betrothal signals a very strong and powerful union, one that both parties enter into most happily and willingly." Lylah's lips curled into a dry smile. Most happily and willingly indeed. Councillor Gallen continued, "From now until their wedding, we shall respect these two, and afford them the opportunity to learn more about each other, in preparation of their life together."

He started, looking down as if he was too embarrassed to face me, I looked at where he was drilling holes into with his orbs to see if there was something important there, but to my disappointment I found nothing. “According to my father, the betrothment was made to make peace between the two Mafias and the whole Mafia and fortune was gifted to you because you are supposedly the only child, but rumours are going around about you having brothers, but we couldn’t get the opportunity to ask anyone.” He furthered, my brain spun while I blanked out, trying to comprehend what Hunter was spewing.

the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular. I was a bit confused by what he said; what did he mean by me being betrothed to the man inside who happened to be the ruthless and cruel sex addict king we always heard about, when and how did this happen, and how will such thing happen without my parents informing me? Was all this happening because of the piece of land? Why don't they give me time to work hard and pay them… What the hell am I saying? Where can I get the kind of job that will give me enough money to pay for the land?

Swallowing, she continued, “you see, that day, three years ago, your birthday wasn’t the only reason why I returned. There was something important that I needed to tell you.“ The more he listened to his mother, the more he sensed he wasn’t going to like where she was headed. “There’s someone whom you've both been betrothed ages before you were even born.” “When your grandfather passed the baton of Beats Corporations to your father, he faced challenges that almost led the corporation to rock bottom. Seeking assistance, everyone turned their backs on him, except for one friend of his who offered help with a condition.” Jennifer inhaled deeply, “The two friends signed a contract—a

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she huffed and was glaring at him snaking his hand In her waist he led her to her room. "What are you doing Ben!" He opens the door and she unconsciously enters the room. "Am bethrothed to you, and you to me, so why is my fiancee scared" he teased. "Wait, what?" she wondered this betrothed of a thing she doesn't understand. "Silly girl, to us bethrothed is just like getting engaged then waiting for the final wedding." She was lost, thinking hard on what he said. 'engaged already?' "you are kidding me"

“You better.” Mother smiled softly. “We’ll see you soon.” Kael stepped forward then. His presence shifted the moment again. More formal now. More king than mate. “Preparations will be sent,” he said to my mother. She blinked. “…Preparations?” “Betrothal gifts.” Her expression changed immediately. “My King, that won’t be necessary—” “It is.” His voice wasn’t harsh. But it was final. “This should have been done already.” A pause.

he said. Whatever I had been expecting him to say, it wasn't that. "The — now?" "I've been thinking about the timing for several weeks," he said. "We are betrothed. The pack has probably heard whispers about it, my father has acknowledged it, the formal agreement is in place." He paused. "But acknowledged and official are different things. And the longer we leave the ceremony undone, the longer we leave both of us in a position that has more disadvantages than either of us can afford right now."

"The elders want you to honor your betrothal with your grandma’s best friend’s son." My eyes narrowed with confusion as the air went still. "What?" I scoffed, letting my lips purse. "What betrothal?" My father rolled his eyes. "Your grandma and her best friend, Lorien, made an oath to have their first grandchildren married—to ensure the thrive of our clan." If I wasn’t mistaken, the elders were just trying to push me into a corner because they didn’t accept me—because I wasn’t born of the current Luna, my stepmother.

“You waltz into a changing room and threaten me like some bargain-bin villain. What exactly is your connection to Evan?” Her chin lifted proudly. “I’m his betrothed.” The words slapped the air out of me. “What?” I asked, blinking hard. “His what?” “Betrothed,” she said again, slower this time. “Engaged. Promised. Chosen. However you want to put it.” My heart thundered, and for a moment, I couldn’t tell if the tightness in my chest was panic or rage. “You must be mistaken,” I said tightly. “Evan never mentioned...”

Isabella had traveled to another city for a meeting, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that she needed to do something special for Brandon's birthday her fiancé. She had remembered that today was his special day, and she wanted to surprise him. As soon as her meeting was over, Isabella rushed to the airport and caught a flight back to her hometown. She had bought a beautiful, expensive watch for Brandon, and she couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she gave it to him.