Romance Novels With Forced Marriage Novels & Stories

I walked past him. “Let's go.” He followed. The drive to the party was quiet. I looked out the window, my fingers resting against my lap. I had so many questions. About his fiancée. About the Blackwoods.About this ridiculous marriage. And most importantly, about why he had called me Yulia. But I knew better than to ask him again. Armani had a talent for making me regret asking questions. ************************** The party was already crowded when we arrived. The moment we stepped inside, several heads turned in our direction. I wasn't surprised. Being married to Armani came with a certain amount of attention, whether I wanted it or not.A few people approached us almost immediately.

As the room erupted in applause, he leaned into my ear one last time. "Don't think this changes anything," he said, his grip tightening on my waist. "This isn't a marriage. It's a consequence. For you." I realized then that I hadn't just been forced into a marriage. I had been handed over to a man who hated me, and whatever came next would not be kind.

“What you did today—,” “How long were you there for?” I trained my gaze on a rose. “How much did you see?” “Enough,” Rylan sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. “And-“ “And you agree with him,” I sighed and looked back at Rylan. “Yes,” he swallowed and gave me a nod. “I know in Calantha, your father was King but here it’s different. Kael may not have told you but your marriage was a punishment for him,” I scoffed and ran a hand through my hair. “What are you talking about? The wedding has barely affected his life.

I couldn’t wait to do it all over again. "Why? Could that be a reason? Perhaps you must have almost died wanting to have me that you have to force your way in." She tried to quiz herself away, but my firm grip on her made it impossible. I almost chuckled just watching her fight that way. "What do you mean, Elowen? You think I can't willingly make you have me?" "Well, can you? Since you didn't have a better chance to, you decided on a forced marriage knowing that if you had asked me willingly, I would never have accepted having a man with a monstrous face as you!"

But as Luca wrapped her in his arms, she felt a sense of comfort that she couldn't explain. "Don't go away from my sight from now on," he said as she struggled to break free. She couldn't deny the rush of adrenaline she felt when he held her close, even though she knew their marriage was just a sham. "I didn't agree to this marriage for your pleasure, remember?" she said, trying to push him away. But Luca just chuckled, unfazed by her resistance. "Yeah," he replied softly, holding her tightly. Elena couldn't help but feel conflicted about the situation. Was God punishing the Romanos, or was she just using Luca's weakness against him?

Alpha George smiled at him and sat down in the comfy seat. "I am actually here to ask of you for another favor." He said looking for anything in Alpha Victor's eyes that would turn down what he wanted to ask of him. "Anything George," Victor gave him an encouraging smile. Alpha George was a little hesitant and his friend realized that of him. Alpha Victor knew him too long to not know of his ways and the same of Alpha George knowing him. "I am proposing an arrangement for my daughter to marry your son to unite the family." Alpha George said firmly.

I will not let her do what she wants, she has to face the consequences by playing with my reputation. "I am really sorry, I really didn't want to do that but they forced me." She cried harder and when I went near her I saw fingermark on her cheeks. they hit her and forced her to marry me, there are bruises on her neck. I tried to calm my anger but I couldn't able to make it. Then I made a decision to marry her. "Will you marry me Ankti" I asked her and I can see that she was stunned by my question.

“It’s our obligation to serve the Corsican Mafia, it’s the life we were fucking born into, the life we were born to lead. It’s not fair for you to say all this shit, defying Padre’s wishes. He’s getting old and frail, the least you can do is listen to what he fucking tells you to do in his last years.” “If Padre half cared about us as much as we cared about him, he wouldn’t be forcing me to marry this bitch Maricruz in the first place.” I ran my hands through my hair stressfully, sweating profusely as the wind lapped in my face. Just wishing that things could be different. “Well instead of working yourself up into a state and stressing yourself out about this, why don’t you take some time to

Not until it was completely over—and thankfully, it’s the last day already. The selection process wasn’t totally useless, though. The reason the Alpha and his council are using this method to choose a bride for Lucan is simple: like me, he never bonded with anyone, and there’s little hope of it happening now. In such cases, this sort of selection, followed by a forced bonding, becomes the alternative. I could have used that alternative too when I turned out without a mate bond at eighteen, but no one in their right mind would willingly accept that sort of bond with someone like me, so I’d given up long ago. But unfortunately, a genuine bond had to form now.

In the meantime, Gabriela couldn't stop thinking about Simon, his gaze, his arms that held her, and how he slowly leaned forward, making her heart thump like crazy. Gabriela screamed and buried her face in her pillow. Simon Ramsey was not the man to see in a new light, It was a contract marriage meant to be endured not an avenue to catch feelings. Especially not now that her father’s death could have something to do with the Ramsey Empire. No way. A few minutes passed and then a soft knock came. “Gabriela?” Simon’s voice resounded in her head. She hesitated at first, trying to calm down the tension in her voice.