Marriage Alliance For Revenge Novels & Stories

“You love me. How can you marry---” Steve didn’t hesitate. Calm, deliberate, he took Katherine’s hand. “Yes,” he said firmly. Richard froze mid-step, shock flashing across his features. “What?” Steve’s grip tightened around Katherine’s hand. “Yes,” he repeated. “I will marry you.” A hush fell across the restaurant. The storm outside raged on, lightning flickering through the windows. Shadows danced across polished floors, reflecting the tension, the new alliances, the silent battle lines. Richard’s eyes burned with rage, but he did not advance. He studied them both, his mind calculating, already plotting his next move.

I repeated slowly, letting the word settle on my tongue like I was testing it. He didn’t hesitate. “You will be married.” For a second, I didn’t respond—not because I didn’t understand, but because I understood too well. It wasn’t surprising. It wasn’t shocking. Their audacity! It was expected, and somehow, that made it worse. They were looking for a scapegoat. “To whom?” I asked finally. “A Northern Alpha,” the woman answered smoothly, like she had been waiting for that question. “A strategic alliance. His territory holds resources we require, and his influence will stabilize our standing. This marriage will restore financial control and reinforce our political position.”

She smiled. A slow, dangerous smile “That’s none of your concern” She leaned closer, grabbing me tightly “But here’s what you need to understand.” Her fingers dug painfully into my arm. “You will stay in this marriage.” My eyes widened. “What? No—” “Yes,” she said firmly. “You’ll stay. You’ll take all the blame. You’ll be the bad wife.” My breath hitched. “And when the time is right…” she continued, her voice almost sweet, “…you’ll disappear.”

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.

A flicker of annoyance crossed Angela's face, though she quickly masked it with her usual haughty demeanor. So what? Men like Theo don't marry for love. Families like his are built on alliances, not personal whims. You don't match his world, and his family will never accept you. Do you even know who he really is? Bianca's brows furrowed slightly. Maybe not, she said, her tone sharper than intended. But I know enough to recognize that he doesn't want what you think he does. Besides, I have a marriage certificate. What do you have?

she half-yelled. “The council is in the other half of this city, waiting for your downfall” she pointed her cane at me. “Snap out of it and regain your position, think, and stop riding on the back of a woman who wants nothing other than the name Cross” “Tell me, do you really think a stupid engagement will prove anything?... This is a fucking Mafia novel where random marriages led to a strong alliance. Marriage alliance entails oaths, agreements, life path, and documents” Her words keep hitting me deeper than I thought. She was right. What was I thinking?

She asked in total confusion. "You are only good at organising events, my friend. Because I have started thinking that business is not your thing." Mary said with a sigh. "Ouch! That's insulting!" Sarah scoffed at her. "But that's the truth." Mary said and rolled her eyes at her. "Whatever, there can be many situations like the boy is being pressured from family for marriage but he doesn't want a regular wife. So, he offers a deal to a perfect candidate who can act well in front of everyone but can put distance between her and the boy. They sign a contract for the deal. Or sometimes the boy needs an heir but he doesn't want a wife so he again finds a perfect candidate to offer a deal which s

He had overheard his parents speaking in hushed tones after Sebastian arrest about it, shocking him as well. Kaira laughed bitterly, realization dawning on her, “It was only about getting back at me wasn’t it?” She asked with venom. “This marriage was all about getting revenge on my family. You never loved me, it was all about the revenge for you.” She yelled angrily, pulling on his shirt but he didn’t react and just let her do as she wanted. “Kaira, please—“ Older Mr Ashford began, walking closer to her but she cut him off.

"Divorce Lucas, Florence. Marry me and get your revenge on him. He'll be half out of his mind when he found out that you married me. Our union will help crush him. When we get married, I'll let you live your life, and I'll live mine. We won't get in each other's way—We just have to stay married for only a year. And to top it all up, I'll give you fifty million dollars as compensation for helping me get the company." A picture of Lucas and Amy's cruel faces came into my view. I thought about all the sacrifices I made in my marriage with Lucas. I thought about everything I’d done for Amy as my best friend and how they choose to repay me. They both deserved to be punished, to feel the heart wre

Eric’s gaze flickered, just briefly. My father answered instead. “Anne-Marie is sensible.” I laughed softly, exhausted now. “She’s not a solution,” I said. “She’s a person.” But I already knew it didn’t matter, I knew Anne-Marie was going to take the option of marrying Èric, she was surely going to do everything to get her revenge for how I treated her and for some reasons it made me feel sad but I wasn't going to let my father or Éric win, no way I was going to let that happen.