Fantasy Arranged Marriage Books の小説・ストーリー

' Don't forget there will be; Aurora's story, Isabella's story and; Mario's story. Please stay stunned. I should have written Aurora's story after Arranged to marry the enemy but I need a break from the Mafia setting. I need to write normal romance to get myself in check. Arranged to marry the enemy took a lot of researches, my thinking and my time. (I used to years to write the novel. My bad!) But it's worth it. Thank you for your patience and support.

“Kriti, see, he’s the best groom and has the best family we’ve found for you in the last two years. This family is far better than any of the other proposals. We’ve researched them all, and I’m sure that you’ll be treated like a real princess in that house. They have everything, and Arnav…he’s a gem who’ll complement my golden daughter perfectly. Just trust me and try to brush off these doubts of yours.” I nodded looking into her eyes as I shook off the memories. We were married today in a traditional ceremony and here I was busy with a trail of thoughts. My eyes fell upon a cute, yellow flower pot on the nightstand and it pulled me back to the present. There was a large cupboard on the left

It took me a second to get my voice back because I know I had to be dreaming. "What did you just say? I thought I just heard you say you were getting married." I tried to talk as calm as I could. I had to have heard it wrong. "Mazaya Its for the realm. It's in danger so in order to bring order this arranged marriage is important." Alex explained as he reached for my hand. I snatched it away fast. The pain that came from his betrayal was excruciating. I had to hold in my tears as I build up courage.

Please continue to read The CEO'S Arranged Marriage and I promise that you will love it and it's upcoming episodes. Once again i apologize for my inconsistency and I hope to better soon. From Authorfavour.

Much love, xx ~~ btw, I've got a new book and it should be up today on my profiIe. It’s called FALLING FOR MY HUSBAND. It'd be nice to see you guys there. It's my first take on an arranged marriage trope and it’s a bit lighter than this one ;) thank you again

"What is it?" "She wasn't running from the old cause alone," Alpha Cross said slowly, each word clearly costing him effort. "She was running from a marriage, arranged before her birth, to a prince from a kingdom far to the east, a match meant to secure an alliance the old cause desperately wanted to prevent, believing it would give her bloodline too much power if it combined with royal blood already carrying old magic of its own." "A prince," I repeated, stunned. "I have family somewhere. Actual family, beyond just the two of you."

At Least I don't have to marry some rich motherfucker brat now. So now I do believe that ‘Whatever happens is for the best’ After submitting the form of my Master's In Literature in the university, I and Cally headed to the nearest cafe. “ Jeez!! Did you drop your common sense in one of your shitiest books?? “ She asked and regretted Immediately calling my books shitiest as I slapped her head. “ Shut it up!! “ “ Seriously Jenni, Who the hell refuses to marry such a rich, hot man. He's the most eligible bachelor in the city right now. “

“He is lying, Tessa!! don't believe him!! “ I wanted to tell Tessa but decided to keep my mouth shut. It would be best if she finds out by herself. I just stood looking at the whole scenario with furrowed brows and saw that Tessa’s mom was looking at Drake warily. Thank goodness at least her mom is sharp in thinking, I thought to myself. I felt sorry for Tessa, if it were within my powers to help her without this arranged marriage thing I would, but I could only access my wealth fully only when I get married. “ Get your hands off her Drake “ My dad yelled angrily and I turned to see him and Mom coming out of the house. I guess they heard about the commotion going on here. “ What the hell do

Goddesses and Pages from every fantasy level assembled in The Rainbow room to try and entice the mark to their level. In The Rainbow Room, it was marble and gold, expensive paintings, soft lighting, a bar that was shaped like a giant, golden swirl where half -dressed ladies and men draped themselves as seductively as the alcohol posed around the bar self- service style. Unless of course you wanted manual service, all you had to do was ask and pay, and a beautiful staff member of your choice and sexual orientation would be at your service, to service you in whatever ways you required.

I asked, my voice tinged with desperation. “It was his last wish,” he replied, pursing his lips. I couldn’t get more irritated. What psychopath wishes his nephew would get married to someone in his place? And what fool accept to get married to a stranger because it was his uncle's last wish? “Look, from what I have gathered up until now, we were both tricked into this marriage. I will write off your father’s debt and grant you a divorce because I don’t wish to live under the same roof as a lying and thieving person like you.”