Novels About Arranged Marriages Novels & Stories

In his heart, he remembered that his father had tried to arrange several marriages for him, but this was precisely what Vano feared about arranged marriages. Arranged marriages rarely lead to happiness. It's better when love happens naturally, without any strings attached. For example, Chelsea, whom Carlos had ordered to make Vano fall in love with her. But now, it was Carlos who couldn't stay away from Chelsea, indicating that all of Carlos's arranged marriages had failed and were now backfiring on him.

And still, she didn't back down, staring at me with such sensual malice. "Are you going to try to hold me hostage?" she taunted. "Keep me and shackle me to you until you can hand me over to a man who will rape and torture me?" Dammit. She had to word it like that. I didn't want to think about that part. It was simply the way things worked in this world. An arranged marriage was a common occurrence, and I wasn't the man to stand up and protest to the tradition of it. "I have my orders." And I will not fail this job.

This time, Vince looked up, a look of indifference on his face as he stared at his uncle. “When it concerns you…. I'm certain you'll be informed” Silence returned. The sound of knives and forks scraping against fine ceramic echoed loudly. Jacob's smile faltered but he masked it well. “ I hope you understand dear…” he began, specifically focusing on Tiana “That marrying into a family as ours, is not something simple, especially to someone as my nephew, who's possibly had sex with more women than the stars combined”

“Oh, that is improper Miss, as a guest of Mr. Godwin. Please come with me and I’ll show you to the kitchen.” Amberleigh didn’t bother telling the woman she knew where the kitchen was. She let her do her job. They passed a couple more maids along the way, it probably took a village to keep this place so immaculate. Amber stopped to introduce herself to them. They seemed surprised by her friendly gesture. What she did notice, and probably not by accident, was the female staff members of Mr. Godwin’s were all older women. And two of them wore wedding bands. Had someone wanted to avoid a scandal with the young billionaire fucking the help? It seemed the Godwin’s had a rep to upkeep no doubt.

Especially in the state my mind was currently in. "I thought you said I did mean something to you, though?" Lena asked in a muted tone as she tried to control her emotions. "That came out wrong," I admitted. "I just meant that the marriage was arranged. It's not like I actually proposed to you. It wasn't an emotional choice it was logical. “This marriage is and was completely controlled by the politics of our countries. And it is our duty, all emotion aside, to make sure we follow through with the promises that our father's made. Love and duty don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes you have to choose."

My carefully constructed plans, my patience, my sacrifices— all for nothing. He had cast me aside for her. You could say that it was karma for what I did to him, but I barely played a part in it. The arranged marriage had been planned by my father and his. They were adamant that we got married, and I bought into the idea. Now the idea seemed to have backfired. What was I going to do now? Nothing. There was nothing I could do. Dane was going to marry me. We had already signed the papers. This was just a phase. He was going to get through it. I tried to convince myself

I hadn’t realized I was shaking until he reached for my hands, gently squeezing them. “Look, I don’t know what picture you’re talking about. But whatever you saw, it’s not what it looked like—” “I saw it in the newspaper. Page six. I know exactly what I saw.” My voice cracked as I pulled my hands away. “You know, Nathaniel, when you told me you had a girlfriend, I never held it against you.” From the corner of my eye, I noticed Velma approaching, her expression curious, probably wondering what the fuss was about. “I tried so hard to be the understanding wife. Because after all, this is an arranged marriage, right? Temporary. No feelings involved. Nothing of that sort.”

Many packs disgustingly chose to use their senior females as almost bargaining tools. Arranged marriages were not always the perfect set-up our pack elders liked to make them out to be. This was where I truly agreed with Hunters beliefs that older traditions needed changing. Younger she-wolves could be married off to older Alphas or a member of the pack hierarchy all for the sake of a good business arrangement. Or a she-wolf would be married off to a senior ranked wolf within a pack, thinking her world was about to change for the better, little would she realise that the man she was about to marry was so far from a good one, and her life was about to be turned into a living hell…

The water nearly spilled, so I set it back down. “Freya, your husband is such a catch. Please, you have to tell us your secret,” one of the ladies beamed, her face flushed pink as she winked. I forced a smile. If they knew what I went through, they wouldn’t think twice about saying that. “Our marriage was arranged by our families. We barely had a say in the agreement.” Mrs. Queen nodded, sipping her wine. “Hmm, I heard that too. Thank God he’s good-looking. A lot of arranged marriages tend to flop—especially when a fated mate is out there, searching the ends of the earth.”

"What kind of bullshit? That is the most ridiculous sentence I've ever heard in my entire life." Irene frowned as she turned to face Noah, who was still focused on driving "Just so you know, you and I are not the only ones who got married as a result of an arranged marriage in this world. I've read many stories about arranged marriages, and many of them ended up falling in love and growing old together." Noah laughed again, "But that won't happen in our relationship," he said as he came to a stop in front of the Irene Company. "That's good because I hope so as well." As she got out of the car, Irene said.