Forced Marriage Romance Books Novels & Stories

Sierra also had her pride. "However, forcing won't do any good," Chris said. Paige looked at him, puzzled. "Why?" Chris explained, "People who want to get married will marry you no matter what. For those who don't want to marry you, no amount of pressure will work. Even if you force someone to marry you through extreme means, the marriage won't be happy." Paige suspected Chris was cursing Sierra, cursing that she would be unhappy after marriage.

He threw her onto the bed and climbed on top of her, taking control of the situation. He grabbed her hair, pulling it lightly as he entered her from behind. Penelope moaned at the sensation, feeling completely dominated by her husband's strength. Liam held onto her waist tightly as he thrust harder and harder, leaving bruises on her skin. As he pounded into her, he whispered dirty talk into her ear, telling her how sexy she looked and cursing every time she did something that turned him on.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

Filled with rage, he taints the bond in his supposed’s mate’s face and flips the moon goddess the bird. “F*ck you,” he said. “I’ll never allow myself to be a p*ssywhipped ass!” He turned and left, never to look back again but can he really fight against the mate bond? You can also check out my other work. The Alpha's Rejection combined with book 2, the Beta's turmoil. Forced marriage: Dear wife you can't escape me, for those who love billionaire romance books. The Billionaire's superstar wife, a sequel to forced marriage.

My smile trembles. I hear my mother’s voice in the front row: “She was the mistake, the unplanned one.” Her eyes shine with pride, but not for me, never for me. Always for Charlotte, the perfect one. I force my gaze back to Ethan, desperate. This is it, Liliana. This marriage is all you have. Don’t ruin it. The priest begins. “We are gathered here today....” Bang!! The doors slam open. Gasps ripple across the church as men in black storm inside, rifles raised. Screams echo, heels scrape marble, guests scatter like pigeons.

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I don't even know you well. He moves closer to me, which makes my body react to the heat of his body next to mine. He pressed me against the wall and gently ran his hands over my face. “You have a wife!” I try to escape his touch. "Yes I have!" she states, and I feel my body ignite. “I’m not like that, I don’t want to be your lover.” “Don’t say anything else,” she says, smelling my neck, making signs in my vagina that she liked it. "You are mine!"

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He stopped just in front of the couch, towering over her, looking down at the way her bare legs peeked out from under the oversized shirt. “Do you even know what that book’s about?” “I was getting to the good part.” “Were you?” She opened it deliberately, finding the highlighted page she’d peeked at earlier. Then, slowly, she began to read aloud. “I want to be your slave, to suffer whatever punishment you deem fit, to endure whatever you ask of me, as long as it is you who commands.” Adrian’s jaw clenched. She met his gaze, daring. “That good part?”