His Arranged Bride Novels & Stories

She began when she could find her voice. "Adriana think about this before you gonna say no,both you and Max will benefit from this marriage it will also secure the adoption of your niece and Max will finally get full control over the company and expand it the way he wants.No one loses here,and you both know I'm telling the truth no matter how hard it might be for you to accept it."Adriana look at the man before her and felt like crying...he her husband.

“ You look beautiful. “ She said, pulling back and my eyes wandered around after realising that a very particular annoying face with permanent scowl was missing here, including a cute face, Alex. “ Where's Christian, Mr. Brown?? “ Voiced my thoughts and I saw Anya and Mathhew's face, crossing panic. It didn't take me long to guess what could have happened, thanks to my dramatic books. I have read so many books about runaway brides but I guess now I'll be witnessing a runaway groom. A hope lit up inside me as I crossed my fingers to send silent prayers. “ Is something wrong, Anya?? Even Alex isn't here.” Cally asked, looking around to spot the duo. “ They are on their way. You know the traffi

Not the way a man who was about to marry someone should act. But then, this was an arranged marriage. "Yes, I will," I said. He could learn to love me later. Still, I stood there, staring at him. He was so handsome. And he was going to be my husband soon. I couldn't help but smile. My plan had actually worked. "Go, Madalynn… before I change my mind." "Right!" I said, turning to go. "We'll have the most beautiful wedding anyone has ever seen!" I gushed, I had lots of work ahead of me.

“He seems like the perfect match for my daughter from what I have heard about him. “ Queen Mirabelle said but when Prince Ken did not say anything and continued to stare at her in a way that state that she still needs to explain more, the Queen sighed as she gave up the truth. “Lord Jared is perfect for my daughter because I know that he would not break her spirit or try to change her. The rumors about my daughter acting like a man is true… she behaves like a son not a daughter, just like how lord Jared sister is and I heard that he has a strong bond with his sister. I want a son in-law who would not try to change the way my daughter is. “ Prince Ken nodded with approval. The explanation pas

"Yes, we are." Paris grew tired of sitting by the window, she got up to straighten her feet, after she was through, she went to move her small chair from the window back to where it belonged, quickly she hid surprisingly behind her curtain, seeing a strange black carriage arriving before her house. Her hand slowly moved to her mouth, and she began to bite her nail nervously knowing it was her arranged-to-be husband and his father within the carriage. She stared at the carriage eager to get a glimpse of him. She was anxious to see how he looked. The carriage door opened, and Paris's heart raced in her chest seeing a man in a full navy-blue suit and a matching tie exiting the carriage. He was

The groom had arrived. Curtis appeared at the altar in a pristine white suit, accented by a blood-red flower pinned to his chest pocket. His smile and the sparkle in his eyes radiated a genuine happiness. This was an arranged marriage, but Emilia knew her brother was genuinely content with it. He loved the Russian mob boss’s daughter. Through their phone conversations, Curtis would often passionately express his love. Emilia couldn’t help but wonder what kind of woman had managed to captivate her brother so completely.

The apartment was full of books, art, music—signs of a complex personality at odds with Jane's description. "People can surprise you," she echoed his words from the night before. "Indeed they can." Something shifted in his expression—a crack in the cold facade. "For instance, I was surprised to discover my arranged bride had sent an imposter in her place. Almost as surprised as when I learned why." "Why what?" "Why Jane couldn't face me herself." His knuckles whitened around his wine glass. "Tell me, did she mention Marcus Kane when she convinced you to take her place?"

It wasn't part of the script. "You heard right. It was supposed to be an arranged marriage and I went to their house to pick someone to marry. Since my wife and I have once known each other, I would of course choose her. It was love at first sight after all. Who wouldn't love someone as adorable as her?" He looked at her lovingly.

I gasped in mock offense, which made her laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, Elena." she added quickly, “I wouldn’t pin after your guy. But he’s hot and he gives off major trust fund boy energy.” She smirked at me. “You really hit the jackpot with him. And he seems interested in you. Maybe the whole arranged marriage thing didn’t turn out so bad.”

It's just an arranged marriage deal, and it shouldn't get to me like this. But the feeling in my chest said otherwise. When we finally arrived at the Wright mansion, we stepped out of the car, and the sun was lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the driveway. I felt this overwhelming urge to ask him about the picture, but I decided to wait until we got to our room because I was really angry, and since I'm still the new bride in this house, I didn't want anyone to see me lose it in public. We walked through the front door, past the maids who greeted us as we made our way up the grand staircase with its polished railings, until we reached Dante's room.