Books With Forced Marriage Novels & Stories

As matters stood, apart from accepting it, the most important thing was to take care of the aftermath. Of course, if it weren't for the forced marriage, she believed that everything would have been solved smoothly, but unfortunately... She did not try to escape. Instead, she looked straight at Secretary Marquis and said sincerely, "Never had I. In fact, I like your son very much. I think he is really a good child. However, marriage cannot be forced." Natalie's marriage had been difficult in the first few years. In the beginning, it was also a forced marriage. Although it was a satisfactory ending, she, John, and the people around her had suffered a lot in the past few years.

I had seen the hurt in her eyes, but I had ignored it anyway. The call with my grandfather that night had shifted something inside me. His voice still rang in my head as I thrusted myself deep inside her. His repeated warnings on how I wasn’t allowed to love her. Not allowed to love my wife! It's insane that this whole contract and marriage thing was his idea and now, I wasn't allowed to love her. She did not deserve any of this. The moment she signed that contract and agreed to that marriage, she stepped into a dangerous world that followed me everywhere. Now her brother had paid the price for it.

She nodded vigorously, "No way! How could I love that cold arrogant arrogant? But he was the one who embraced me after what happened and didn't force me to do anything." "Then at least visit my parents, they miss you, and my father told me that if you wanted a divorce, he would stand by you and fight for you."1 Emily's voice came from behind them, "Oh, does our little daughter-in-law want a divorce? I didn't expect Chris to force you into marriage." "Huh, I expect everything from him," said Steve, who was beside her, mockingly.7 Veronica looked at them nervously and then said, "Don't eavesdrop on us, Chris didn't force me either!"

All four of them were trapped in this single house. Miya. Julian. Lily. Aurora. They were all functioning within the exact same structural walls. They were entirely bound together because Freya Blake had ruthlessly arranged two separate, highly strategic marriages exactly thirty years apart. The invisible, structural cage was massive and it was built flawlessly. Aurora closed her eyes tightly in the dark bedroom. She breathed in the freezing, absolutely quiet air of the second floor. She thought she could smell something sharp and incredibly bright. It was Miya's preserved lemon.

Your presence would mean the world to us, and we look forward to creating new memories together. With heartfelt thanks and warmest regards, The Sinclair Family Tears welled in Hyacinth’s eyes as she reached for the old black-and-white photos, some of them faded with time. Her mother, Georgina Af Forselles, was always at the center, surrounded by powerful figures. She had been a force to be reckoned with—a woman of immense strength and intelligence. Yet, her life had taken a tragic turn when she married Samuel Dawson. I couldn’t help but wonder how such a powerful woman had ended up trapped in a toxic marriage.

The families in Cindale are almost all involved in family marriages to ensure smooth business operations. Amanda looked at Benjamin. How could Benjamin not understand what Fiona meant? He sneered, "Wife, you don't have to go if you don't want to. With your status, you don't need to deal with those people." The noble ladies hold banquets for their own businesses, which are nothing but interest-based comparisons and suppressions, with no substance at all. Moreover, Fiona's intention was obvious, this time, she probably intended to suppress his wife. He heard that the princess of the Southern Kingdom was also here recently.

“That's a wife's job, in case you didn't know.” The answer slipped out before I could even think about it. I don't know since when I'd become someone who always fired back at everything he said. Maybe it really was true, I just wanted to argue with him. Because that was the only thing I could still do. Maximilian had taken my freedom, forced me into marriage, and even decided where I had to live. Talking back was the only thing I could do without hurting myself, and he let me do it. So fine, let me fight him with words.

"I know you’re determined, Princess. And I respect your strength. But there are things beyond power and pride… things that run deeper than what you see in Lord Damon." Hazel frowned, her curiosity piqued. "And what, exactly, am I not seeing?" "That remains to be seen," Seraphina replied cryptically. "But I must urge you to consider that your union with him may be… fated. There are forces at play, older than your father’s kingdom, that bind you to him in ways neither of you may understand yet." Hazel tried to shake off the chill Seraphina’s words brought, but it lingered. “So, are you saying this marriage isn’t only about protecting our kingdom?”

Never try to force anyone into anything, and a forced marriage only brings unpleasant consequences. I was brainstorming a million things in case I had to go through with a forced marriage. For every action, there is a reaction, and I wouldn't be any different. I was already upset about losing Melissa and having to marry someone I don't love, someone I never loved. Actually, my ex-fiancée isn't a bad person, just a bit spoiled. She was raised like a little princess, with a lifestyle above the norm.

Althea can't help but heave a sigh in her mind. 'Such delicate beauty. I will never wish to be as beautiful as you.' She sympathized with Sheryl. 'I am pretty sure you are also pestered by a man. No, unlike my case, she might be pestered by countless of them.' Althea felt sorry for the beauty of the rich families. She heard that they were only merchandise to be sold to another rich family. It seemed old-fashioned, but still, many successful and big companies and businesses survived and are still striving strongly because of this method. Forced marriage is cruel to the children involved, but a rather effective method.