Romance Novels With Arranged Marriage Novels & Stories

" It was your first day here after marriage. When you walked in the dining room, the fragrance hit my nostrils and it was so damn intoxicating." " We really did come a long way isn't it ? From being mere strangers to enemies , becoming friends and finally falling in love with each other." She sighed dreamily. " Yeah it feels just yesterday that I got married to a jerk like you that I have grown to love so much." She teased to which I chuckled. " Who thought I would ever get married let alone have an arranged bride and fall so fucking deeply in love with her?" We looked into each other's eyes before we attached our lips in a kiss. A sweet , gentle kiss.

A sigh shudders out of me. Why does he keep hurting me then acting like he cares? Why does it matter to him what Nelima says about me? Why does it matter to me that he defended me? No. No. I shake my head quickly, sharply, trying to force the thought out. I can’t afford to think like that. This marriage was arranged. Forced. A solution to his pack’s politics not a romance, not fate, not anything close to what a real bond should be in this world of wolves and destinies.

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

she told Everlee as she spun around to face her. "What?!" Everlee said frighteningly. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "An arranged marriage," Everlee repeated Paris nodded smiling. Everlee didn't like the idea of it. Before she could tell her that this was not a good thing to do. Her bedroom door opened. It was Mrs. Poppy. "You need to get ready now before they reach here," said Mrs. Poppy. "I'll see you after dinner," Paris told Everlee running off to her room.

"My grandfather is orchestrating our marriage to secure a business deal and for my ailing grandmother. They hold the belief that if the eldest grandson marries first, it will heal any sickness. However, I refuse to marry her, and you will make this fact known to them." Never had I been so confounded. Abruptly, the myriad of stories and novels I had read swarmed my thoughts, the idea of an arranged marriage between two mighty conglomerates overwhelming me, casting me as the antagonist in their narrative.

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.

The shadow of the arranged marriage still hovered over us, and the king continued to watch us carefully. Together, Alexandre and I learned that true love is not just a feeling, but a journey of growth, understanding and sacrifice. And we were willing to face all this to live this unique and intense love. That night, the ship was calm, sailing under a starry sky. The brightness of the stars was reflected in the sea, creating a magical scenery. It was the perfect opportunity for a romantic date with Alexandre. Our meeting was carefully planned in secret. I put on my most beautiful dress and waited for it on the deck, near the ship's handrail, where the gentle sea breeze caressed my face.

Katherine’s Manuscript — Chapter 1 I didn’t expect to fall in love with Damien Richard. Arranged marriages are not designed for love. They are designed for stability. Alliances. Convenience. My parents explained this to me the morning they told me I was getting married. I remember the sunlight coming through the dining room windows while my mother stirred her tea like this was a perfectly ordinary conversation. “The Richards are a respectable family,” she said calmly. My father nodded in agreement. And that was it. That was how my marriage was decided.

In the end, their arranged marriage became not just a duty but a union forged in the fires of adversity, a love story that defied expectations and surpassed all obstacles. Marvin stood at the threshold of his new life, his heart heavy with apprehension. The grand hall of the castle loomed before him, its opulent decorations a stark contrast to the uncertainty that gnawed at his insides. He had been prepared for this moment since birth, groomed to take on the responsibilities of his noble lineage. But nothing could have prepared him for the reality of an arranged marriage.

She said, and I sighed, choosing not to say a word for second. “Our marriage is not less than any other successful one that happened before. While yes, it is one that is arranged, I doubt that you should be ignoring the fact that most big families, mafia families, and royalties have arranged marriages.” I said, and she raised an amused eyebrow. “Especially when in our position.” “I doubt that you realize that this is the twenty-first century where most are allowed to choose the person to be with.” “Not when they are in a position like ours.” I said, and she looked away. “Our place comes with a darkness, and you know how difficult it can be to maintain it without getting lost in it. One mista