Historical Romance Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

He doubts he still had the heart for it as a matter of fact. “It’s nothing like that...I told you both, there is nothing going on between me and her. It’s still an arranged marriage between our parents.” He muttered flatly. The excitement in both Carlos and Carl face fizzled off. Carl shook his head ruefully. “You are no fun, dude.” Carlos tilted his head as he held up his chin with one of his arms.

I hadn’t realized I was shaking until he reached for my hands, gently squeezing them. “Look, I don’t know what picture you’re talking about. But whatever you saw, it’s not what it looked like—” “I saw it in the newspaper. Page six. I know exactly what I saw.” My voice cracked as I pulled my hands away. “You know, Nathaniel, when you told me you had a girlfriend, I never held it against you.” From the corner of my eye, I noticed Velma approaching, her expression curious, probably wondering what the fuss was about. “I tried so hard to be the understanding wife. Because after all, this is an arranged marriage, right? Temporary. No feelings involved. Nothing of that sort.”

He muttered. She turned to him. "This is an arranged marriage which might end anytime. So you shouldn't know who I am." She corrected him. He chuckled. "What does she have in mind saying that the marriage will come to an end anytime?" He scoffed. "You're Anastasia Grande, the lady who went viral on the net because of an incident. The lady on towel who ended up as my arranged wife today. And the woman who got the pussy that I'm gonna fuck here right away…"

Even though we had been arranged to marry, I expected that our chemistry would grow with time, and we would end up falling in love or we would at least come to a mutual understanding of some sort to treat each other fairly, but it seemed he had other things in mind. I might also have had a lover outside, he didn't know that. He didn't know what I had to sacrifice to get married to him, and even after that, I was still willing to live in peace. For Pete's sake I had to take my sister's place after she ran away from him. I could have easily done the same, but I chose not to. I was happy when I found out that he was the one I was going to get married to because he seemed reasonable. I even reje

Oh my gosh, I still can't believe that I missed my bestie's wedding, I feel like the worst person on earth," Avery said wiping invisible tears from her face. "Stop making a fuse already, not like the wedding means anything to me, it is a fucking arranged marriage," Nelly spat angrily. "Seriously, who practice arranged marriage in this era, that was in the time of the old not now again things have changed. My parents can never force me to be with someone I don't love, is never going to happen" Avery said through gritted teeth. "I never had a choice, if you were in my shoes there is nothing you can do, my father got into a stupid deal with Michael Kent and I was forced to marry his son and her

"We need to talk', I did not know how these four words could change the universe, someone's world, until now. I nodded silently telling him to continue. He started.“It should be quite obvious by now that I don't want this marriage, I don't have any feelings for you whatsoever, and I don't think I ever will. My heart belongs to someone else.” “I only agreed to this marriage because of the pressure from both families. I had to find every possible way out of this marriage but it's all futile. This marriage is nothing to me more than a sacrifice to satisfy my parents because they want to unite both families. I never knew this day would come till I found out that the Brookes adopted a daughter.”

, I tried to assure her; more like telling her to get the hell out, I've heard enough. " Sir, it's easier said than done. You have to do it", she said, unable to read the air in the room and if I wasn't such a patient human being, she would've joined her friend in doing those menial jobs without my company having to fall apart or go bankrupt. " Look sir, it is very easy. You just have to let the yang energy take over you so that you can connect with the yin and have a wonderful love life with your husband; now that I think about it, my husband's last name is Yang", she laughed hysterically, sounding so much like those background laughter in comedy series - and hei, I just noticed too; her hu

It was Helen, staring at his face. A knot tightened in my stomach as I approached them. "Excuse me, but it seems you have an unrequited interest in my husband," I said, lowering my phone. She turned to me and smiled, wearing that annoying poker face of hers. "You might see it that way, but you know, Rachel, we have a long history," she said in a tone that made me want to wipe that smirk off her face. I should be focused on figuring out what their history is so I can use it against Leo, but why do I feel so uncomfortable?

“A way for you and Ava to have what you want without harming the pack.” I had furrowed my brow and taken another sip of my whiskey, wondering if he was pulling my leg or trying to trap me into admitting to something I shouldn’t. “And what would that be?” I had asked. Degas had paused for a moment, chewing his teeth, before leaning back in his chair. “It’s an ancient contract,” he had said with a wave of his hand. “It hasn’t been used for centuries, but it still stands today…” Over the next half hour, Degas had explained the possibility to me: an arranged marriage. But not just any arranged marriage. No, this one was different. This one would allow me to marry in the public eye, but I would s

Especially in the state my mind was currently in. "I thought you said I did mean something to you, though?" Lena asked in a muted tone as she tried to control her emotions. "That came out wrong," I admitted. "I just meant that the marriage was arranged. It's not like I actually proposed to you. It wasn't an emotional choice it was logical. “This marriage is and was completely controlled by the politics of our countries. And it is our duty, all emotion aside, to make sure we follow through with the promises that our father's made. Love and duty don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes you have to choose."