His Arranged Bride Novels & Stories

"It was a sham, a mix-up. It was dark, and I couldn't see clearly. That's why I carried off the wrong bride." "The wrong bride?" Brad raised an eyebrow, his gaze settling on Nicholas' face. He said in a measured tone, "Mr. Tanner, our custom of bride heist isn't some brute forcing a woman. "It's an unspoken agreement between two villages and two families. If a woman isn't willing, do you really think she'd let herself be carried off?" Nicholas froze. "If she truly wasn't willing…" Brad paused, his voice softening. "She'd beat the guy so badly that his own mother wouldn't even recognize him."

“Young lady, you’re nothing but a gold digger. Pure and simple. You’re immature, which is understandable given your age. But you are also unrefined and a little bit stupid, if you don’t mind my saying.” “No, please, don’t hold back on my account,” I said sweetly. She shrugged. “I won’t. You don’t belong here. You certainly don’t belong with Mr. Masterson.” “I know.” I watched as the words threw her off balance. “You… know?” she repeated. With a grin as wide as the Montana sky, I said, “It’s an arranged marriage.” Polly’s jaw went slack. “Arranged?” “Yes. By Mr. Masterson Sr. You didn’t know?” I asked, feigning shock.

“Brianna isn’t your daughter? Is that... is that what you meant?” “An arranged marriage was set up between Venice and me. Initially, I resisted, despite the fact that I needed to marry, I needed a bride...” He paused in his speech while staring straight into my eyes. “She initially refused as well, since she was already in a relationship, but her partner abruptly abandoned her. She then admitted to me she was pregnant. In order to protect her family’s name, and because I was in need of a bride, we married right away. The wedding was kept secret, as the only thing that mattered was that we were both wed.”

In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity, a love story that defied expectations and surpassed all obstacles. Marvin stood at the threshold of his new life, his heart heavy with apprehension. The grand hall of the castle loomed before him, its opulent decorations a stark contrast to the uncertainty that gnawed at his insides. He had been prepared for this moment since birth, groomed to take on the responsibilities of his noble lineage. But nothing could have prepared him for the reality of an arranged marriage.

“Aubrey is not my name. That is my best friend from when I was a kid. She is the one I was looking for but I picked someone’s drink since I did not carry money, not knowing it had been drugged.” “Perhaps you saved someone’s life but yours got messed up,” Cal one said with conviction, imagining who the drugged drink was meant for. Casper halted their conversation and said, “Since you have slept with her, she is yours and we shall set a date for your wedding. She is your arranged bride but you shall still be punished for what you did.” Cal one was excited but it did not show on his face. He felt attracted to his arranged bride and that was a good thing whereas,

she said and fondly glanced at the kids. I gasped. “An arranged marriage?” She grinned. “From best friends to in-laws. What do you think?” I glanced at my boys and a knowing smile curved my lips. “Sounds like a great idea,” I murmured, and brought back my gaze at my friend. Ruth brought forward a hand. “Deal?” I chuckled, “Deal.” We shook hands like secret agents on a mission.

“Well, damn. I’m happy for you, brother. I will disown you if my wife and I won’t be your principal sponsors.” I joined them, laughing. “I’m thrilled, brother, but we might get married in the City Hall or before the judge.” “Why? Is she pregnant?” “God, no. We haven’t—you know.” “Wait. What I’m missing here?” “We’re arranged.” “Holy fuck,” he reacted. “Shit.” That one came from Princess Carlott. “Language, sweetheart,” Rome chided his wife, only to laugh at him. “How? Are you okay with all of this? I mean, she’s beautiful. Storm even said, London’s hot.”

Jayden asked, focusing his attention on Aria. Damn! That stare made Aria feel awkward and nervous about saying what she'd been wanting to say. "What's wrong, Aria?" Jayden asked again, as Aria didn't speak. Finally, she made up her mind and looked at Jayden seriously. "I accept this arranged marriage." *Flashback end* ***

" It was your first day here after marriage. When you walked in the dining room, the fragrance hit my nostrils and it was so damn intoxicating." " We really did come a long way isn't it ? From being mere strangers to enemies , becoming friends and finally falling in love with each other." She sighed dreamily. " Yeah it feels just yesterday that I got married to a jerk like you that I have grown to love so much." She teased to which I chuckled. " Who thought I would ever get married let alone have an arranged bride and fall so fucking deeply in love with her?" We looked into each other's eyes before we attached our lips in a kiss. A sweet , gentle kiss.

Before I could do anything, he spoke "Umm... i guess today was very tiring day? So we can just change our clothes and sleep." I looked at him through my veil and I could figure out that he was holding his head with both his hands, head lowered in his lap. He looked tired. I was always taught to respect parents before marriage and husband after marriage. So I nodded and said," okay, b..but what about..th..this glass of milk?" My bridesmaid had left a glass of milk saying it's a custom for the groom to drink. He raised his head and looked at the glass on the bedside table.