Forced Marriage Romance Novels & Stories

Hello readers, thank you for following the story so far. The plot is about to take a dark and intense turn. I made an effort to incorporate the elements of a dark romance, danger, suspense, and maybe a bit of romance. Keep in mind that the title of this book is “TAINTED LOVE” (A Dark Mafia Romance). What is the first thing that comes to your mind? If you believed the book was dark in the previous chapters, well, it has just intensified. LOL.

, Mariana reasoned "That's not a good idea...I'm sorry but I can't make what you want happen...I'm not ready to be a father now", Valentino said firmly "It's clear you don't even want me if not why will you reject this? How do you expect me to live after seeing you marry my cousin? After all the years we've spent together...I've got nothing to show for it", Mariana said in tears "Don't say that my love and don't worry I'm not going to marry your cousin. I'll marry you and you alone", Valentino hushed and made to hug her but she moved back.

"Our marriage didn't start in a good term. Grandpa just forced us. He wrote it in his will. He will give all his assets to charity If I don't marry Mara before the end of the month after his accident, "This woman has been mean for two months. She gave me a chance a month ago." "Who would believe that you love me after seeing how badly in love are you with Loren?" "Tokki, the day I found out that you are Ara and I found out what Loren did to Grandpa, she was already out in the picture. Yes, I loved her before, but I love you first, and you'll always be in my heart forever. You are the first woman I love, and no one can change that."

The dark returns. I do not pull away. His hand stays on my arm, and I let it stay, and the letting is a choice. The first one I have made in this house that was not forced on me by a locked door or a confiscated passport or the knowledge that the road outside is the only road and it belongs to him. I stand in the black corridor with the storm shaking the transom and the rain hammering the stones somewhere above us, and I let Domenico Armenise hold my arm, and I do not tell myself it is because I am trapped. I am trapped. But this is not that. This is something I am doing because I want to know what it feels like to be held by a man who has not asked permission, and to discover that I do not

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

“The media knows. Our ‘love story’ is trending. Phoenix Holdings released a statement praising the union. We have our first public appearance tonight; charity gala at the Met. You’ll smile. You’ll cling to my arm. And you’ll let them photograph us like the perfect newlyweds.” I zip up my pencil skirt with shaking fingers. “I know how to act.” “Good.” He steps close again, adjusting the collar of my blouse so it hides the hickey. His fingers linger. “Because if you slip, I’ll drag you into the nearest private room and remind you exactly who you belong to now.” My core clenches at the threat. I hate myself for it. I step back. “Your family destroyed mine. Don’t think a few orgasms erase fiftee

He asked softly, completely ignoring my resistance as I tried to lean away from his face which was only closing in more and more. “Don’t be so rude!” I heard another unfamiliar voice, before Raymond was ripped from my body and pushed away. I was only able to watch him stumble backwards because the next thing I knew, my hand was taken a hold off by another guy, who was now bending down on one knee before placing a soft kiss on the back of my palms, taking me by surprise as I blushed slightly. “Edward, pleasure to be in your service.” He introduced softly, parting his lips from my skin and I pulled away before taking a step back.

He’d dismissed everyone else—specifically—just so I’d be the only one left in charge of the arduous task ahead. My back ached. My legs were jelly. My head throbbed as though it carried the weight of the entire world. I was exhausted. Bone-deep. Soul-deep. Trapped. This was no marriage. This was a slow, calculated punishment. Six months. Six months of being tied to a man who looked like a dream but moved like a storm—Adrian, the wrecking ball that shattered my quiet world. And for what? I still didn’t know. Every day, he found a new way to break me. Every day, I tried not to fall apart.

"Our families have been tearing each other apart for decades. Now they want me to marry their heir?" Damien didn't flinch. "It's not a real marriage. It's just one year of public appearances and joint business decisions. After twelve months, you walk away with everything settled. Sign today and the first payments hit the accounts tonight." I stared at the paper until the words blurred. My mum's pale face in that bed kept flashing in my mind, Asher trying to hold the company together alone and the empty bank statements. "What do they have to gain?" I have been in the business world far to long to think a thing is done for free.

Gabriela rolled her eyes and went back to staring at the legal papers before her. “All these for a fake marriage, I can’t believe this” Gabriela whispered while going through the documents. “I won’t call it a fake marriage, it’s more like temporary damage control” Simon corrected without lifting his eyes from what he was reviewing. “Yes…cause nothing screams like Damage Control like walking down the aisle with someone you can’t stand” Gabriela shot back, tired of the situation they were in. Simon didn’t respond, he was not bothered and though he didn’t want to get married to Gabriela, he had to do what was best for them and the company.