Marrying Into Her Family Novels & Stories

The thought of leaving this hell-calling home supposed to make me happy and unleeched from the chain instead, I felt worse. I was getting married to someone I hadn't met before and the fact that they were enemies with my family, made me even more bitter. Aware of the bad blood they have with my family would make them treat me like a slave or even worse and the thought of it made me shiver. Lost in my dilemma, my elder sister spoke, "But Mom, doesn't this mean that we will be inlaws with our enemy?" Veronica asked my mother and then, a knowing evil smirk that I was used to seeing crept her lips as she sipped the glass of wine she had been holding since the beginning of this marriage discussio

The only reason the marriage had not happened sooner was because Xavier’s father had tried his best to find a way to destroy the marriage contract made between both families years ago—ever since the Harnes family had lost its wealth. I wasn’t even the heiress to what little fortune was left—it had all been transferred to Natasha, regardless of the fact that I was the first child of the family. So why would he agree to the marriage now? He knew I had been nothing but a beggar living under the goodwill of the Harnes family all my life. Despite the fact that every single thing they currently owned belonged to me and my mother. I breathed in, struggling to wash away those thoughts and focus on t

Attending the banquet as his fiancée would be my final act as a member of the Page family. Once it was over, it was time for me to leave.

he protested, the tumult of emotions churning within him. His grandfather's steely gaze brooked no resistance. "It's for the greater good, Jace. Your desires are secondary to the legacy of our family." Mired in doubt and apprehension, Jace found solace in confiding in his sister, seeking her unwavering support and guidance amidst the tumultuous whirlwind of emotions. "Jace, this is your life, your future," Marvis' voice was tinged with concern, her eyes reflecting his turmoil. "You can't simply be coerced into a marriage without any consideration for your happiness and well-being."

she added evenly, “that cost is repaid through marriage to a suitable match, chosen by them.” “There’s no escape,” she said, her voice calm and matter-of-factly, “unless you give up your name, your identity, and disappear completely—to a place where they can no longer reach you.” She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in. “That,” she concluded, “is the price of being born into a prominent family.” I listened in a daze, as though she were reciting the unspoken laws of a world I had never asked to live in. “So if you truly want freedom,” she continued, “you have to let them recoup their investment. And the fastest way to do that is by marrying Lucien—then using that opportunity to se

Perhaps she also knew no one would like how she looked. Now that she was finally going to marry such an exceptional fiance, how could she let Perry escape? To Fabiola, Perry was indeed exceptional. At least, he looked handsome and was born into a big family like the Campbell family. Their conversation made the onlookers understand what was going on. Without a doubt, this was definitely an arranged marriage by two major forces. Even though Perry was reluctant, he could only obey. This was the sorrow of being born into a big family. Since he got to enjoy the convenience and benefits of the family, he had to listen to his family when he was supposed to contribute. He did not have the slightest

It was one thing for her expenses to have been cut back on, but her relatives, who had always been feigning meekness with them, were now acting high and mighty. She even thought of using her marriage to mitigate the risk that had befallen her family. If she could marry into an influential family, not only would she be protected, but Morton Corporation could be saved from its downfall. Nonetheless, what Helen found hard to swallow was that no wealthy family would take her in now. Those who intended to ask for her hand in marriage had given her the cold shoulder when she reached out to them again. Not even those from ordinary families would accept her. Helen painstakingly found herself a young

she had even admitted that she had allowed him to introduce her to his family in the hopes of snaring his brother. He made a rough noise in his throat. “She said she couldn't possibly marry someone of unknown origin for the fear of what her children would inherit.” “What?” Cara propped up again. This time she wouldn't be encouraged back down. Angry colour bloomed on her cheek bones. She shook her head curled her hand into a fist on his thigh. “And where does that scumbag Diego fit in here, in your story?”

Her heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning. What did he mean? Did he want to marry her into the Kingston family just like that? Wasn't he selling her out? She had always felt that although the family was distant from her, they were related by blood no matter how one denied it, so she didn't give the family the cold shoulder. Yet, little did she expect the family sells her out for the sake of marriage. It seemed that she had shown mercy to the Richard family in the past. In the face of such a family, there was no need for her to come up with excuses.

They all had the same look on their faces—one I wished wasn't so familiar to me in that moment. "Why must you always argue? What value have you brought to this family that makes you think you have a say in this?" His words snapped against my skin like a barbed whip, embedding themselves, drawing blood they all couldn't see. But that was the point, wasn't it? I should be used to this. It still hurts anyway. "You will marry into the O'Brien family in your cousin's place and you will have a child for Mr. O'Brien before the year is up!"