Booktok Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

"Jefferson, I am a very difficult person. So I know I can deal with you in the future. I don't need to be in heaven if you aren't there. I wouldn't want to be in paradise if you weren't Adam. I don't want to be happy if it means your tears, and I don't need the world when you're not there." Everyone was touched, I know that. They knew that this was an arranged marriage and didn't expect anything like that. Maybe they were thinking that we were already in love with each other, so when I heard the "You may now kiss the bride". I made her face me. I had already told her that I was going to fake the kiss, so I had to do that. After all, we already agreed to it too. No matter how much I wanted to

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.

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

I grumbled. “Sweetheart, take a seat first, please.” “No mom, tell me what the fuck is going on!” "Okay,.." She grinned. "So we've arranged a marriage between you and Sanchez's daughter." She replied. "What. The. Fuck?!" I muttered under my breath. Starla tensed up beside me and I clenched my jaw as anger bubbled up in me. "Mom, don't joke with me, how could you arrange a marriage for me without my consent?" I gritted.

His grandfather's tone was authoritive, but also laced with a hint of sadness. "I'll make you a deal. Find someone. Anyone but her, and the position is yours," his grandfather had said. James had argued, but ultimately agreed and I knew what I had to do. It was supposed to be simple; I offered to marry James so that he gets what he wants, and in return, I get him. But his stipulation was that I offer my services to his one true love, Marina. The other woman. We wedded in a massive ceremony fit for a Queen, though it was far from personal. My mother handpicked everything, all the way down to my dress. Which was hideous. Nothing was how I would have liked it to be, but I didn’t dare object.

I held my breath as I joined my parents in standing to my feet to greet my new fiance. First came his mother, Bella Booker. She was a sweet looking woman, with a head full of red hair. Her eyes lit up when she saw me and I knew instantly that I was going to like her. After Bella came Vice President Edward Booker. He seemed much more cold and hard around the eyes. His posture was stiff, and he hardly bothered to look me in the eye when he entered. Then there he was—Caledon Booker, the man whom I was arranged to marry.

“Yes, he knew! And no, he didn’t try to save me because he gave me to Wesley!” Joker freezes, his eyes wide with shock. “He... what?” “Our marriage was arranged, Joker. It wasn’t real. He hated that I tried to leave, hated that I took the kids with me. So, he gave me to Wesley to get rid of me and keep the kids.” Joker’s face contorts with fury. “Ya have kids?” I nod slowly. “Yes.” Joker’s voice lowers, filled with a cold rage. “And ya want to go back to him? To the man who gave ya away?”

she said and fondly glanced at the kids. I gasped. “An arranged marriage?” She grinned. “From best friends to in-laws. What do you think?” I glanced at my boys and a knowing smile curved my lips. “Sounds like a great idea,” I murmured, and brought back my gaze at my friend. Ruth brought forward a hand. “Deal?” I chuckled, “Deal.” We shook hands like secret agents on a mission.

He looked her in the eyes, and suddenly the weight of their arrangement felt lighter, shifting into something more promising, something that could be. Bridgette couldn’t help but smile. The humor of their initial meetings swirled into a new unpredictability filled with potential. Maybe arranged marriages weren’t so traditional; they were simply the backdrop of a new adventure waiting to unfold. As they sat on that bench, two surprised lovers navigating unforeseen affection, Bridgette felt the rush of hope blossoming, uncertain, yet exhilarating.

"But Max... "Don't take a freedom that doesn't belong to you again, I'm not interested in you, or anyone in your family, I'm not here for pleasure..." Máximo growled with a clenched jaw. "Much less do I care to have you as my spouse..." And if you are chosen to marry me, do not think, not for a moment, that I will become a sweet and loving spouse, do not expect anything from me, I do not like you, I am not attracted to you at all, I do not even like you, you are no different from all the stupid girls who live throwing themselves before me... This is an arranged marriage, a transaction between the two families, nothing more. Valeria's eyes filled with tears as the girl clenched her fists at h