Historical Romance Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

"What's wrong?" She shook her head fiercely. "I don't want you to die!" Horace looked at her gently. "I'd do anything to save you." Brittany's voice trembled. "Why are you so good to me? Back then, our families arranged this marriage for status. I know you never had feelings for me." Horace cupped her face in his hands. "Yes, it was an arranged marriage between our families. When we got married, I wasn't interested in you. I felt like it didn't matter who I married."

I reply, and see their humour. "How hard will it be for ya to work your way in and him out?" Doc looks at me. "Not hard, considering he's twice her age," I explain and watch the looks of shock. "If ya think that's bad, she married him at seventeen." "Na, ya can't marry at seventeen. It's not legal," Colt says. "Legal is parents sign off on it. Makes sense if it was arranged," my dad shrugs. "In which case, you getting her to follow you won't be easy. Those ones are brainwashed," Toes laughs, and I glare at him.

It's beyond damage! "It's an arranged marriage. I need to do this for my family." He spits out. Mental blink! Arranged what!? What sort of a preposterous absurdity is this? Arranged marriage?! I thought those ridiculous things used to happen back in the 17th era? During the times of our fore-ancestors. We are in the 21st century for God's sake! Who in this era would be this old-school to come up with such insanities? And what straight man in this era would agree to be bound by such a ridiculous thing?

I repeated, almost under my breath, like the words didn’t quite land. “Yes, you!” he stepped closer, his eyes locking on mine. “Five years, Damien. Five good years. Where was she? Where did she go? You stayed back and fixed everything she left behind. You fought for her company when it was sinking. You carried that weight alone like a fool in love. What were you supposed to do? Let everything burn because of an arranged marriage?” The word arranged sat there between us, heavy, complicated. Because that was how it started but that wasn’t what it became.

I was hoping he would ask me out soon enough and then this happens. What’s even more annoying is that this news has ruined my mood this morning. How do I tell Triss, my female best friend, that I'm about to venture into an arranged marriage without feeling embarrassed? “ Tess baby you know if I had the choice I wouldn't let this happen, I never wished for you my precious daughter to be in a loveless marriage but come to think of it, love would come in as time goes, “ My mom said sadly with a pleading tone.

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.

She smiled sweetly and responded, "Alright!" "Darling," he said, gazing at her intently. Carissa lifted her head, feeling a bit unfamiliar with the term. Yet, it sounded so intimate that her cheeks flushed a soft red. "Yes?" "At the time of our marriage, it must have felt like I was pushing you into it. Did you feel wronged?" Rafael asked, his eyes filled with regret. Their marriage was officially arranged by Salvador, a union meant to retract his brother's military authority. But in reality, it was the outcome the prince had wanted all along.

Well my father is wealthy, actually my mother is also from a wealthy family, they had an arranged marriage maybe that's why she keeps pressuring me, I think to myself. "Please don't tell me you agree with her." I say. "I'm not exactly a romantic, so I don't think arranged marriages are so bad. Most marriages end in divorce because people choose wrong. They have no idea what to look for in a partner, what kind of relationship will last for fifty years. They think with their emotions rather than logic, so they marry for all the wrong reasons. By finding a suitable partner that checks off all the boxes, you eliminate all of that." Lucas explains.

This is my first time here. "No, I'm not." Still, I answered nicely. "I'm here to find someone since he didn't show up to our date, yesterday." And that someone is your friend. "Is he your boyfriend? " She asked. "No. Well...he is my fiance. But we never met nor we dated before. Both our parents arranged the marriage for us. Yesterday is supposed to be our first date, but he didn't show up because he said he has a match." I said with a sad and disappointed tone.

"Don't try to act all smart. There's one thing you need to know. You've got the bad ass. It's either you opt out now or never. You can still be saved or you'll be in a bondage your entire life." "Do you think I want to do this?!" I asked in a slight yell. "Then opt out. Stop being pretentious. I didn't believe any lady could agree to an arranged marriage. I thought all ladies sought love. I totally forgot that ladies are money searchers. But still, they appreciate love with money. That's why you're unique." He avowed. "You've got it all wrong. He shrugged and walked past me, heading to the door. "I'll pick you up tomorrow so you can get your stuffs."