Novel & Cerita Marriage Of Convenience Romance Novels

Traveling everywhere. Instead of snapping back to reality, Emily wanted to linger and savor this incredibly beautiful sight. At the very least, she could visualize the perfect, handsome, and sexy male characters from the romance novels she often read. It was exactly the same – an arranged marriage without love, beginning with the man's cold and aloof demeanor but eventually leading to him becoming smitten with the female lead. Emily's smile unraveled as she imagined what it would be like if Calvin became infatuated with her. But a minute later, Emily shook her head quickly, dismissing her thoughts that were still influenced by the fictional romance novel plot. All of that was purely fictiona

"I want them to spend it as their honeymoon" "Oh really? Is it a marriage of convenience?" "Yes"

His eyebrows raised questiongly. Aaron looked at his gobsmacked face and nodded his eyes while still half bending his body on the rope. "It's true." He shrugs casually again back to look at the front wall. "She signed it." He asked frantically. Aaron watched Daniel with the corner of his eyes as he knows he couldn't digest the news he just announced maybe nobody can as this is the stupid thing he did. It's the fucking reality and he had mix up the real life with any fictional novel. Truly, he did get this idea reading some contract marriage novel which Kathy likes to read but it's truly obscure to even think that way in real life. As there are only two marriages that exist in this world. Fir

I dropped my keys on the console. This penthouse was the only place in the city where the air didn't taste like gunpowder. But today, the silence felt heavy. I was married. Three hours ago, I’d signed my life away to a Cruz, and the world hadn't stopped spinning. It felt like everything had shifted, yet I was still the same man. Convenience. That’s what they called it. I knew Lanka’s file—the brawls, the drug rumors, the recklessness. He was a disaster waiting to happen.

The priest announced, “You will now be tied to each other forever. You may kiss the bride now.” Georgina so naturally held his hand which he tried to takeout but she was firmed in her hold. She gave him confused looks; he just grabbed her hand seeing the people around. She smiled happily thinking, it must be miff of her imagination. Everything is just fine with Prince Adam. He moved forward and just peck her lips, making her smile in delight...she shuddered with his touch but he was numb with hatred and anger burning in his veins. Priest declares their marriage is complete and both are husband-wife now.

“I want to know if you really think you can be with a woman like that. You are messed up, Salvatore. Not in the same way Cosimo is messed up, but still fucking messed up. Fuck, even I’m messed up, and it almost cost me Alessia. And it’s still fucking difficult sometimes to make this relationship work because I keep saying or doing things that unsettle her. And let’s be real: I’m the fucking epitome of normalcy compared to you. Women aren’t like us. They want their fucking knight in shining armor. They want roses and all that emotional shit. They want declarations of love. That’s not something you’re going to give your future wife. To be honest, I think most women would kill themselves within

Especially since she could not sleep a wink till Jake was back home. It was a good thing that nobody died of unrequited love. Oh, how she wished now that the marriage couldn’t be ended- ever. She so regretted her decision of having convinced Devin to sign on the agreement. No matter how barren the marriage would have been, she would at least have Jake’s companionship. It was wishful thinking on her part because even as regrets filled her, she knew she would never retain Jake in an undesired marriage for her own selfishness. Especially when she knew how he felt about her. She knew she was idealizing the concept of love sometimes but she couldn’t help it. It was the way she was; a hopeless rom

I accept out of spite, drinking it while Lucien works on his laptop like I'm not there. Thirty minutes in, I break the silence. "How many couples will be there?" "Eight, including us." "Do they all have real marriages?" His fingers pause on the keyboard. "Define real." "Marriages that started without contracts." "Most marriages are contracts, Mara. Some are just more honest about it." "That's bleak." "That's reality." He returns to typing. "James and Victoria Worthington married to merge family fortunes. Oliver Grant married his assistant to avoid a sexual harassment lawsuit. The Pattersons have an arrangement where he keeps a mistress and she keeps his credit cards."

“He needs to be married for his inheritance. I need a visa to stay in the country. He suggested we get married to solve both problems.” Mrs. Mary was quiet for a long moment. A pigeon landed near her feet and she shooed it away absently. “A marriage of convenience,” she said finally. “Like in the old days.” “It’s fraud.” “Is it? You’d be legally married. You’d live together, yes?” “He has a penthouse with four bedrooms. We’d have separate rooms.” “Ah.” Mrs. Mary smiled slightly. “Separate rooms. Very proper. Very sensible.” She paused. “Very lonely.”

"Unless you'd rather explain to your mom why your fake fiancé vanished before the wedding invitations went out." I groaned, pressing my hands to my face. "I hate that you're making sense." He didn't answer right away. I could practically feel his satisfaction filling the car. "Is that a yes?" "It's a maybe." He grinned, slow and victorious. "I can work with maybe." The rest of the drive was quiet, but my mind wasn't. I watched the passing scenery without really seeing it, my thoughts spinning faster than the tires on the road. A fake engagement had been one thing. That had rules, distance, an easy exit. Marriage felt different heavier somehow, like stepping onto a bridge that might not lead