Historical Arranged Marriages Novels & Stories

That's how fast he can find a woman. I don't have girlfriends, really, but Amaranth became my girlfriend because both of our parents forced us to enter into a relationship I'd never experienced before. I still remember when we turned 18, they planned to arrange our marriage. I would rather kill myself rather than live with her under the same roof. Why do people are obsessed with money? a title? Fame? I'm not sure what the reason it and they have to stop this stupid thing. Society is continuously evolving and so is the concept of an arranged marriage. Arranged marriage is the most common in the business world. It's a means for them to band together, form an alliance, and strengthen their fami

Lucas saluted and Alexandro nodded as Lucas turned back and left the room. "The wedding is near." He mutters. "I wanted to keep it simple and quiet so nothing bad will happen." His Secretary, Major Roy Graciano nodded and made arrangements for a venue. But as Alexandro thinks of it deeply—it is still possible that someone will ruin the wedding. He was hoping that there will be no bombing or so. It will be chaotic. Damn it. They just received a few threats recently. So there's no other choice for him but to force her to marry Zachary Pattinson.

Many packs disgustingly chose to use their senior females as almost bargaining tools. Arranged marriages were not always the perfect set-up our pack elders liked to make them out to be. This was where I truly agreed with Hunters beliefs that older traditions needed changing. Younger she-wolves could be married off to older Alphas or a member of the pack hierarchy all for the sake of a good business arrangement. Or a she-wolf would be married off to a senior ranked wolf within a pack, thinking her world was about to change for the better, little would she realise that the man she was about to marry was so far from a good one, and her life was about to be turned into a living hell…

“Come, let’s go downstairs. If you keep sitting, you might wrinkle the dress, mia cara.” “I don’t give a damn about this dress,” I glare at him with narrowed eyes. “With this marriage, the Russian mafiosos will give us a truce. You will be protected.” “And you will be richer, won’t you?” I say sarcastically. I had done my research, and as fantastical as it sounded, it was my reality. For centuries, arranged marriages had been popular among the mafia. They did it for various reasons—agreements, protection, truces… And now, I was part of it.

I looked at Mathhew. “ Nope. He should know this.” He shrugged. “ Fine.” I sighed, looking down on my fidgeting fingers. “ I-I didn't want to marry you.” I started. “ That, I know.” Christian interrupted. “ Even mom and Dad were not agreeing.” I continued. “ And… .” He pressed. “ So..Um, Matthew blackmailed us all to destroy our business if I didn't agree to marry you.” I completed, with my face still down as a silence prevailed on the table for a long deafening moment before Anya gasped.

“Edmund, you’re being unreasonable. Your sister died early. I didn’t cheat on her while she was alive.” Manfred sounded offended. His marriage to Edmund’s sister was solely based on benefits, and there were no feelings involved. Who would have thought the woman would die young? Besides, arranged marriages were never about romance. Each party did their own thing as long as a child was born to carry on the family line. That was the whole point. Then, once the kid arrived and the deal was done, all would be good as long as they could maintain the fragile marriage. Yet, Edmund demanded that Manfred stay single after his sister’s death.

"Good.Because I don't want any.Why are you telling me about wanting to marry her,doesn't she agree." "She did accept."Bruno lied."We getting married in two months as we speak she's busy with our wedding arrangements,we'll have something small family members,and close friends.Since you Sage's only living relative and brother I thought it would be the right thing to do in coming to you and ask you for her hand in marriage." "Sage knows I only want her to be happy if you make her happy,and you guys love each other than I won't stand in her way.I'm surprised she hasn't said anything on the other hand she never did talk unless you ask."

“Thank you. I very much appreciated your patience with me.” “It’s nothing. And I appreciate your honesty, the part about your marriage being arranged. I just wanted to add that, as long as the man you marry isn’t abusive, it’s not big of a deal.” He looked her in the eye. Hope shone in her brown eyes and she nodded firmly. Also if he dared, she would swiftly called her elder sister and terminate the contract. “To add, back in the days, arranged marriages were a norm, like blind dates now. And they had been very successful and stayed strong.” Mr. Wade added.

Equal counterparts. But generations ago, the ruling branch had rewritten history. They had erased equality from the records. They had turned the other branch into subordinates to consolidate power. The “oath of servitude” was a lie. A fabrication to maintain control. Even more shocking: our contract marriage was not arranged by them to protect me. It was arranged by Arin—from the shadows—specifically to reunite the two branches in equality. To prove they could stand together as equals. And there was one final, devastating paragraph.

“Except dating. I can’t have my wife dating other men.” “And you won’t see other women.” She said it like a statement, not a question. “Aye, you’ll be my moon and stars, lass.” “I don’t see how we’re going to do this today. We need a license, an officiant.” I placed the envelope on the table. “Taken care of.” She opened the flap and pulled out the marriage license I’d applied for, both of our names already written down. “Are you serious? You knew I’d say yes?”