Marriage Alliance For Revenge Novels & Stories

father beamed, nodding in desperation but I cut him off “Nanny, you weren't there to see how hard he hit me, he completely humiliated me and choose to side with mom's killers. And now he's only apologizing with all these gifts to convince me to marry into the family of those murderers” Dad let out a long sigh as he dismissed the rest of the staffs only leaving Nanny Rebecca behind. “Look, Elisa. No father would wholeheartedly want to give his daughter's hand in marriage to a spawn of his enemy, but it's just… it's just that things are a lot more complicated than they seem. The Greyhounds obviously aren't here with good intentions but this marriage alliance might be our only chance to avenge

I’d never thought of getting revenge, and even if I wanted to, why would I get help from this commanding, arrogant man? Is it right for me to marry someone for revenge?! I didn’t say yes. I just... stopped fighting. Maybe that was enough for him. That’s how it happens, isn’t it? Not with a decision, but with silence that someone mistakes for consent. Well, it’s already too late to rethink that now. I’m already standing at the altar, with the vows being read out loud. I thought it would be some kind of contract marriage, like the ones I read about in novels—but it was real. There were real guests, his grandfather and his friends. Amanda was the only one I was familiar with among them.

Jacob was only dreaming, knowing that it would be only when I'm dead that I would marry him, even in the afterlife I would reject him. "A land that's not yours, a land you took by Force." I uttered. "Watch your words" Jacob retorted as he pushed my head, hitting the edge of the pillar. I screamed in pain, but wouldn't let a tear fall in my eyes because that was what he wanted. "What's that noise all about?" He mumbled as he walked to the window, surprised to see torches, his own people were rebelling against him. "You had Kaden do all this"

In that case, break the marriage alliance between Moana and Nathan," I said quickly. "Moana is getting married to Nathan." He asked me as if he himself was unaware of this. Well, I couldn’t blame him; he arrived last night from his honeymoon, so he might not have any idea about it. "Moreover, you know I don’t know how breaking the alliance works? I’m old school, unlike you." "What would you have done if Liara had planned to get married to someone else except you after you broke her trust?" I asked him to give him some ideas through his own mouth.

Sighing deeply, I opened the door and immediately found my belongings already packed and neatly placed inside the large queenly bedroom. I locked the door behind me and exhaled a breath I hadn't realised I had been holding. I needed to begin to execute my plans for revenge. That was the main reason for my application, my contract marriage and the risk of my kids' bond with me. While on this mission, I knew I wouldn't have much time with my kids. But I had to do this, for the resentment I am currently harbouring against my ex-boyfriend and my kid sister was beyond imagination, it needed to be poured out, and the only way to do that was by getting revenge.

Malachi said and offered his hand for a shake. I looked down at his hand, still not fully convinced. Malachi noticed my hesitance and instead of getting annoyed, he said, "I can tell you a secret." Hearing that, my ears instantly perked up. "Carter and Hailey are not truly married," He divulged, causing my mouth to widen in surprise. "What?!" "It is a marriage of convenience. She's supposed to help him find his mate while he'll help her take revenge on you." "The partnership Carter proposed is the first stage of his revenge plan. He plans to make you go bankrupt and take everything that belongs to you" Malachi said and by the time he was done, my jaw had dropped to the ground.

"This game is a game of chess, where pawns are sacrificed, and knights are betrayed. It's a game of strategic revenge, where the queen is the ultimate prize." He paused, his eyes glinting with a fierce determination. "In this game, you'll either rise to power and become my queen, working together to take down our common enemy... or you'll be cast back into the darkness of your past, forced to relive the wounds you're desperately trying to heal." Ethan's hands dropped from the wall, releasing Elena from his grasp. He strode to the table, snatched a file, and gave it to her. "Signed and sealed, Elena Wellington. You'll play by your husband's rules. The game is on."

I replied evenly, though my grip on the phone tightened. “Good,” he said. Then, without preamble, he added, “I’ve finalized arrangements for your marriage.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. “What?” “You heard me,” McJones said, his voice as calm as if he were discussing the weather. “The alliance with the Nevadel pack is too important to delay any longer. You will marry the alpha’s daughter.” I clenched my teeth, my anger simmering just below the surface. “I don’t want this marriage. I’ve told you before—”

But worse than that— He was a man and it's well known that he was gay And I was straight. Dead straight. So why the hell would I marry a guy? My hands curled into fists at how ridiculous the idea was. No. Absolutely not. The idea of being tied to someone like him—of everyone looking at me like that—made my skin crawl. I could already hear the whispers, the rumors. Could already see the looks people would give me. Daniel knew exactly how I felt about Brandon. And yet, here he was, suggesting this insane idea. “Hear me out,” Daniel said quickly. “Brandon’s family is old money. Powerful, respectable. If you marry him, it would completely overshadow Drake and Hilda’s alliance.”

Pedestrians streamed past, a few casting curious glances at the woman in the black dress who suddenly couldn't remember how to breathe. The weight of what I'd just done pressed against my chest like a concrete slab. I'd said yes. I'd agreed to marry Alexander Blackwood,a man who had meticulously orchestrated my family's downfall, who had watched me for years with cold calculation, who had openly admitted that I was nothing more than an instrument of revenge. And I was to be his wife in four days. I stared down at the black pearl ring glinting on my finger, its darkness both beautiful and ominous. Rare. Formed under pressure. Beautiful, but not in the conventional way.