Wedding Night Stories Arranged Marriage นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Married a day and off hunting already? She must be a fine wife!” “She’s bonny enough, but with her mither dead she was nay well prepared for her wedding night. She needed time alone to recover from the shock of it.” The men all laughed, which told Gair they had believed his lie. He'd heard other men boast of shocking or even terrifying their young wives. It seemed to be a boasting right for men with young wives in arranged marriages. “I hope the hare was nay supposed to be your peace offering, nor your dinner!” The men were sheathing their blades and seating themselves on the fallen trees around the fire they had started. They motioned for Gair to join them.

Edgar yelled in his mind but his facial expression said the complete opposite. "Oh okay. So what date should we set everything? We need the wedding to take place before the company's handling over so that we can have your full support as promised". Mr Delze stated and Edgar quickly nodded, while the chairman thought deeply. "Everything concerning the wedding will commence by next month… "You're planning on fixing Rosella up in an arranged marriage? And with this one?" Leonardo sneered walking in unannounced and the father and son who found his last word insulting glared at him, while the chairman just sighed deeply.

Huh. Where is he? Isn't he going to come? Should I change my clothes? Should I fall asleep? What people does on their first night? Please someone tell me. Its my first marriage for god sake. Yeah, I saw it on TV drama. But in those, there is always a problem between the hero-heroine. They end up sleeping in different rooms. I am not from any drama. So it's not going to happen to me. I think I should call someone to know what should I do.

"Miss me?" "Yes, I missed throwing you off the bed and I missed seeing you fall but are you not on your honeymoon?". "I'll be back tomorrow and I called because I missed you guys". "Hmm, So tell me how was your wedding night? Mind let or not". "It's an arranged marriage so we didn't do anything of the such". "One day, you'll fall in love with him that it will make you forget your name". I know what she was talking about like it's Emily we're talking the dirty minded best friend I have " Like how my brother made you forget your name too?".

I froze, the surprise catching me off guard before I could bury it. “Cyrus? Getting married? Who did he piss off to deserve that? I didn't think any woman—or man—was masochistic enough to tie themselves to that human-shaped disaster. Last I checked he was still trying to figure out how to be the alpha of his own Mile high club.” “Arranged, obviously,” Lionel said with a dry chuckle. “It's happening by the end of the month. A standard Ashford union, high yields, low romance. “So, you flew cross-country to deliver a wedding invitation?”

“You think moving the date up, bleeding me dry with pointless extravagance, plastering our wedding across every gossip column in the supernatural world is going to change anything? News flash, Venita, it won’t make me love you. Heck, it won't even make me like you.” Venita’s gasp broke through the wood between us, brittle and sharp. My throat tightened. “This is an arranged marriage,” Stephan continued, every word a lash. “A transaction. An alliance. Nothing more. That’s all it ever was.” I winced. God, even for Stephan, that was brutal. “Stephan…” Venita’s voice cracked, breaking down into something fragile. “You don’t mean that.” “Oh, I do.” His tone was ice. “I’ve never been clearer in my

Every woman who marries into the Ardhana family dies on her wedding night. Alika, a quiet orphan with no memory of her past, is suddenly chosen to marry Damar Ardhana—the cold heir of a powerful bloodline surrounded by rumors, fear, and unanswered deaths. The town calls it a curse. Seven brides. Seven deaths. Always on the first night. No one survives the Ardhana wedding. Alika never believed in curses… until she wakes up inside an ancient mansion hidden in mist, standing at the altar beside a man who refuses to look at her as if she truly exists. That night, the house begins to whisper her name. Mirrors show a bride who is not her. And fragments of memories begin t

I even manage to loosen up during our conversations. I feel shy though. Beyond mortified knowing we’d spent the night together before all of this. But Kaelan… he treats me with respect. And when he places the ceremonial necklace around my neck to seal our union, some of the dread I’d felt earlier fades away. It feels almost natural. Maybe this arrangement won’t be so bad. *** When it’s finally time to retire to our chambers, I feel cautiously optimistic. Maybe we really could find some kind of peace in this marriage.

It wasn't part of the script. "You heard right. It was supposed to be an arranged marriage and I went to their house to pick someone to marry. Since my wife and I have once known each other, I would of course choose her. It was love at first sight after all. Who wouldn't love someone as adorable as her?" He looked at her lovingly.

Chloe stared at him, a knot tightening in her stomach with every word he spoke. “She said she’s not ready, that she needs to finish college.” He shook his head, raising his glass to his lips and taking another swallow before continuing. “Her dress is ready. The guests have already arrived. Tomorrow is the day, and I don’t have a bride anymore.” Chloe frowned, her eyebrows knitting together as she absorbed what she had just heard. It seemed she wasn’t the only one facing heartbreak that night. She knew how much Ruan loved Megan and how much he had planned and dreamed of this wedding. She could see the suffering on his face.