Romance Novels About Arranged Marriages Novels & Stories

He looked her in the eyes, and suddenly the weight of their arrangement felt lighter, shifting into something more promising, something that could be. Bridgette couldn’t help but smile. The humor of their initial meetings swirled into a new unpredictability filled with potential. Maybe arranged marriages weren’t so traditional; they were simply the backdrop of a new adventure waiting to unfold. As they sat on that bench, two surprised lovers navigating unforeseen affection, Bridgette felt the rush of hope blossoming, uncertain, yet exhilarating.

I gasped in mock offense, which made her laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, Elena." she added quickly, “I wouldn’t pin after your guy. But he’s hot and he gives off major trust fund boy energy.” She smirked at me. “You really hit the jackpot with him. And he seems interested in you. Maybe the whole arranged marriage thing didn’t turn out so bad.”

I’m sick of being his secret, someone he gets to have in the shadows while I’m still betrothed to someone else in the light. We started sneaking around a month after he moved in. We developed a friendship over our shared love for literature, and then we started seeing each other on my nineteenth birthday. I was completely unraveled by the prospect of being his permanently, so I pushed for the marriage. Now, all I feel is regret. A firm knock alerts me, and I shudder as he walks in, closing and locking the door behind him without a word. "Penelope, are you alright?" he asks, his sickening British accent hitting me hard, sparking rage at how enthralling he still sounds.

He was an arrogant billionaire who wore the demeanor of a cassonava who loved throwing money on parties and lavishing his international model girlfriend with expensive gifts. Getting into a contractual marriage with such a man would be living in a second hell. Seeing her Dad not saying anything, she weakly walked to the couch and slumped down. On one hand, was her father’s health and on the other hand, was her sanity. How was she to choose between either of them?

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I asked as I stroked a few strands of my hair behind my ear. “Oh yes. Aria! Oh my goodness!” He said. Jerome hasn't changed much since high school, he was my very good friend back in school. “Where have you been? After high school, you just disappeared like that. I reached out to your mom a year ago, and she told me you got married” He got a seat for the both of us. “ It was an arranged marriage, but now I'm divorced” I smiled weakly. We gisted a lot as we tried to catch up, then we exchanged contacts. It was getting late, we promised to check up on each other then he helped me get Anna into the car as I drove off.

"It was hot and I kind of liked it. I must admit though, he took me by surprise. I wasn't expecting a kiss from him. The way he was eyeing me from head to toe was very obvious like he was going to devour me within seconds. I should have known there was nothing good going on in his head. He didn't have to pull up that act. Now, our parents will think we feel some sort of attraction towards each other. He is pretty good, I shouldn't expect less from a playboy. His lips are so soft and... "Snap out of it Anna! what is wrong with you" I scolded myself. Fine, he is handsome, no doubt. But I don't want to marry him. I'm not ready for marriage. Not after my recent heartbreak. This is not the kind o

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

My jaw tightened and I took a deep breath. “So,” I began carefully, “You want to marry me for six months.” His face, still locked in a straight expression — seriously, did he not know how to smile? — grew more determined as he nodded. “And then…we divorce.” “And I'll give you ten million in return for your troubles.” he completed for me. My heart skipped a beat. Those damn figures sounded too high. I stared at him, my brain began sorting through the possibilities. Maybe I'd fallen into a pocket dimension or the four hours of sleep had caught up to me and I was experiencing some kind of fever dream.

“Don’t just sit there gawking, Heather. Say something.” She was still silent. And then her mouth dropped open. “That . . . was one of the most . . . craziest stories I’ve ever heard. I’ve heard of arranged marriages. I’ve even heard of marriages taking place for financial gain. But, a man marrying his secretary to acquire land that has been in her family for generations and then making provisions for the eventual break-up . . . that’s a new one.” “Not really,” Christopher said defensively. “Instead of marrying for money, we married for land. In my world real estate is money.”