Forced Marriage Novels & Stories

Marc cocked his head questioningly “I… I don’t know what happens, dad wouldn’t let me go… I just know when you’re nineteen you have to go to the ceremony… and a male picks you. That’s all mum told me when I was little.” “Klara, can you look at me?” She turned her head obediently. “We have two kinds of mates. True mates, like we are. And forced mates. True mates are where there's the mate bond, that instant when you look into each other's eyes and your wolf tells you. We had it, you remember?” Klara nodded, “Well, that’s the mate bond. The other type are forced mates; these are where the person chooses the mate, they overrule their wolf and pick someone. They force the bond through marking. F

"I'm sure you know why I called you here", Mary said. "Yes", Valerie replied. "Good. Look, I know it's not your choice to marry Valentino but we insist on you both getting married", Mary said "And why's that? I mean he's dating my cousin Mariana and they're so in love..why don't you just let them get married", Valerie asked. "I know all of that but we don't want your cousin, what we want is you. You have to get married to Valentino", Mary said.

In the end, even the most romantic encounters must yield to reality's pull, regardless of how enchanting a moment might be, or how strongly one's heart was drawn to another. Julian pedaled in silence, but no matter how hard he tried, a bicycle could never outrun a car. The wind roared over the cliffside, and at last, he was forced to stop. The blinding headlights from the cars behind us cut through the darkness. A figure stumbled out of one, striding toward me with unsteady steps. Ethan pulled me into his arms. The scent of smoke clung to him, thick and suffocating. I struggled, but no matter how hard I fought, I couldn’t break free.

His entire family sickened Kendall, his mother was a whore, his father a thug and he seemed to take after the both of them. Once seated the festivities began, dancing, drinking, eating. Nobody cared that this was a forced marriage. She watched her husband as he nursed a scotch. To her horror the emcee announced the bride and groom dance, great that's all she wanted. Blake stood up and playing the gentleman escorted her to the dance floor. The lights dimmed and they started their dance. Kendall kept her distance in the dance. Blake cursed under his breath before he pulled her in so their bodies touched. "Smile it's your wedding day." Kendall kept her back strai

But hearing it laid out like this, coolly and professionally, made it feel enormous. Too real. Monica leaned forward. “Their behavior toward Lila was not just unpleasant. It may have been illegal in more ways than one.” I looked down at my hands. No one in that room was telling me to endure or to be patient or to understand or just tolerate it. They talked about my family like a problem I should be protected from. And for some reason, that nearly made me cry. The woman in cream continued, “The forced marriage angle matters. Even if we cannot prove a formal contract existed, attempts to pressure her into marriage for financial recovery are highly relevant.”

"After that, you'll be taken to Italy with Mr. Luca. All the documents have been taken care of. Your passport is still valid, isn't it?" "You can't force me," I said. "I can. Did you forget? In Mexico, parents still have full rights over their unmarried daughters, no matter how old they are," he said. "But..." "TOMORROW MORNING!" my father yelled. "I don't want to hear any more protests. You will marry Mr. Luca, you will go to Italy, and you will be a good wife. That's the final decision!" My father turned and walked out of the room. My stepmother followed without a word, pulling Sofia who was still crying, and then the living room was empty.

Chris was right when he said she couldn’t escape him, he stole her heart and she was a willing victim. A forced marriage turned into the best marriage, full of love and happiness for Rita Jones. She loved her man with all her heart, body, and soul and the love deepened with each year spent together. Chris made her feel so valued and loved every day. That’s all that mattered to her. His love for her.

Inessa shut her up, clearly did not want to hear that thing at any cost. " I'll rather prefer to be a maid here willingly than to be something else forcefully , " Mirana exhaled a heavy sigh hearing those words of Inessa. "And for me, there's no existence of this marriage, " "But you can't deny the fact that now you're married to him. You both are husband and wife legally and... " "By force, Mi. I was forced to marry him, " Inessa cutted her words and got slightly angry. "And for me, a forced thing has no existence even if it's marriage, love or hate between two people, "

She asked in total confusion. "You are only good at organising events, my friend. Because I have started thinking that business is not your thing." Mary said with a sigh. "Ouch! That's insulting!" Sarah scoffed at her. "But that's the truth." Mary said and rolled her eyes at her. "Whatever, there can be many situations like the boy is being pressured from family for marriage but he doesn't want a regular wife. So, he offers a deal to a perfect candidate who can act well in front of everyone but can put distance between her and the boy. They sign a contract for the deal. Or sometimes the boy needs an heir but he doesn't want a wife so he again finds a perfect candidate to offer a deal which s

In some families, we like to get married in the family cocoon, that is to say between cousins ​​and cousins, some people have even gone so far as to say cousins ​​are made for cousins ​​as if to say that cousins ​​are obliged to agree to marry their cousins. And the love in all this? And the choice of the girl in all this? Forced marriage does not only concern the girl, it can also affect the man but most of the time it happens to girls.