Fantasy Arranged Marriage Books Novels & Stories

What shocks the hooded guy is that he didn't expect the result of the birth of his child this early and for it to actually birth two entities. There are two infants, birth from each side of the coin. The birth of these children brought changes to the book of the living. 'Destiny' is the name of the hooded guy, and he immediately opened the book and there is a new page appears on it. He couldn't understand how it happened for them to have this kind of destiny, it wasn't what he planned. He finally understands how it turns out like this, aside from him who oversees destiny, only the creator of destiny can manipulate it.

He took in her beautiful black eyes, ski slope nose and pink, plum lips before his eyes ran down her neck and fell on the crystal, white, pearl necklace which was resting limply on her exposed cleavage. Alex locked his eyes on thispart for a long time and it seemed as if he wasn't going to take his eyes away from that part. He heavily sighed after a long time and thought "So, this is the wife that I'm going to marry. Oh my God. I'm so lucky!"

This is my first time here. "No, I'm not." Still, I answered nicely. "I'm here to find someone since he didn't show up to our date, yesterday." And that someone is your friend. "Is he your boyfriend? " She asked. "No. Well...he is my fiance. But we never met nor we dated before. Both our parents arranged the marriage for us. Yesterday is supposed to be our first date, but he didn't show up because he said he has a match." I said with a sad and disappointed tone.

Secrets in the hands of a man like him, had the power to destroy, causing the maximum amount of collateral damage in its wake. “Our marriage was nothing but a political arrangement which has already served its purpose. I know that Hugo has undermined several of your contracts and in turn stolen money from your pockets. But I know you’re well aware of all those particulars, Mr. Ambrov. I know we’d both benefit from his downfall.”

I begin to wonder if this tale he was narrating happened before I met Damon or after I had been executed in my previous life. "You don't have to worry about the man you are going to get married to because I have a perfect ideal man for you." "So you are trying to fix up an arranged marriage for me?" I asked to be sure. "Of course, that is what every Alpha, Lycan kings, or even Alpha Kings do. We marry off our beautiful daughter to another high-class personality." "I am not some sort of asset that should be thrown around the place. I refuse to be a party to this wedding that you are planning."

And deep down, I knew something was off. Barry wanted this marriage too much. My mother looked haunted. And the Kingstons…..they didn’t need us. But they wanted me. Why? This whole getting married is so sudden and strange. I mean who still does arranged marriage in this century? A few minutes ago I was excited about finishing my second book and submitting it to the editors and publishers. And now I find myself in this mess. Why does God hate me? Why has the universe decided to punish me? I didn’t have answers to any of my questions, but

I’m sick of being his secret, someone he gets to have in the shadows while I’m still betrothed to someone else in the light. We started sneaking around a month after he moved in. We developed a friendship over our shared love for literature, and then we started seeing each other on my nineteenth birthday. I was completely unraveled by the prospect of being his permanently, so I pushed for the marriage. Now, all I feel is regret. A firm knock alerts me, and I shudder as he walks in, closing and locking the door behind him without a word. "Penelope, are you alright?" he asks, his sickening British accent hitting me hard, sparking rage at how enthralling he still sounds.

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Freya said with a stern voice. "I will, don't worry." I really don't know who that guy was because I had never seen him before. I hope one day I would get to see his handsome face again. **** It was finally the morning of Hazel's wedding, and the pack house was bustling with people moving things around and setting things up. I was happy for Hazel though. She would get to marry a rich alpha who would take care of her for the rest of her life. As I thought of that, I pitied myself even more because no guy in our pack had ever looked at me that way before. None of them even wanted to talk to me.

“Says the man who just admitted to performing strategic frivolity.” “Ah, but I’m honestly frivolous. There’s a difference.” “You’re deliberately provoking me.” “Am I succeeding?” He grinned. She found herself smiling despite her best efforts. “Possibly.” He shifted his weight, turning slightly so he faced her more directly. “Tell me something, Lady Loren. Did you choose this? The betrothal, the journey east, the whole arranged marriage to a prince you’d never met? Or did you simply accept it because refusal wasn’t an option?”