Forced Marriage Novels & Stories

"He is claiming that the arrangement was made under duress. That you were coerced." I gripped the wheel. "And if that is true," I said carefully, "what does that mean legally." "It means," she said, "that the marriage may not be valid.”

I ask, genuinely concerned. She hesitates, her emotions rising. Eventually, she answers, “My family owed him a lot of money, so I was forced to marry him to compensate for it. We were happy and in love during the first few years of our marriage. But it all changed when he’s pressured to produce an heir.” “He is infertile, but he doesn’t want the public and even his friends and relatives to know that.” “So, he forced me to be impregnated by an unknown East Asian man, promising him wealth. When I got pregnant, he killed the man instead to make sure his secret won’t get exposed.”

The waitress took one minute to examine our faces and left us after we went through the menu. “What happens if we fall into his want?” I asked, observing the menu without seeing it. “What are our alternatives?” Dad set down his coffee. “We do something right away, record for an emergency, it can take months.” “Months of Sebastian having criminal authority over me,” I said. “Months in which we fight every step he makes,” Dad corrected. “in which we record every abuse of strength.” “And that I just decide to wait whilst he controls my life?” “You’re bonded,” mother said firmly. “That limits him. Even in human court. He can’t force you to stop a cultural marriage without risking extreme crimina

Roman stated making us gasp, what the heck? Thomas isn't the person to sleep with people, last week we went to a party in secrets that the government caught us. We escaped and forgot Thomas who said that he will be having fun. He was in a secret relationship with a woman who was married to another man who is the Duke of Yerilin by force. It was a forced marriage, the woman didn't even want to be with this old man who was 50, the large age gap was the reason why she didn't want to be with him and also the fact that he had two other wives, it means that she will be his concubine. Both of the countries have rules, the rules were made by the old king. The woman wh

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

Nothing substantial to understand more than the fact she was forced five years ago against her wish. I looked down at Adriana. Tears shimmered in her swollen eyes and her entire frame shook with terror she could no longer hide. “Did he threaten you?” I asked calmly. “Five years ago, did he threaten you to walk down that aisle?” She lifted her gaze to mine, then flicked it toward Valentino, then back to me. No words left her lips. The silence stretched between all of us and answered louder than any confession could. In that quiet moment the foundation of my hatred cracked wide open. She had not chosen Roman freely five years ago. Someone forced her into that marriage. And that someone was thi

“NO, we can’t.” “What do you mean we can’t?” He asked and I could see the anger in his face as the truth of a forced marriage was starting to sink in. "If you and Jared want to keep your business and to keep your house and remain debt free, then we can't. Ace said that if I didn’t marry him that he would run your business to the ground and tear down your house that you worked so hard for and that he would pay all of your debts.” I said Alex’s eyes grew wide with shock. “You – you knew… about my house? The business?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes. I came over that day when the man in the suit talked to you guys. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but… and then the man le

****** RAVEN ****** To ease Zian’s anxiety or worries, my best man… I contacted him as soon as I checked that there was still a reception in the area. I told him that I found my beloved wife. She’s already a citizen of the country since her mother registered her and brought her here when she was a baby. They had her baptized and somehow, paper works were done. I don’t know what else happened, but it seems that Hyacinth’s grandmother was quite popular around here.

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.

Both had been chosen to appear in the selection of concubines, following the tradition of many generations of their tribe. Ezra looked disinterestedly at the flowers of the immense garden with only one hope: not to be selected. If he became part of the king's imperial harem he would lose his freedom and all contact with his family. Some time later all the young women were ordered according to family rank and merit. Ezra watched as the girls with joy and pride occupied the front places, she with a hidden smile is among the last in line. His family was not very influential.