Betrothed Stories

Everyone idolizes the Houses. There are these great and powerful families filled with raw Soul Magic potential, and they are practically untouchable. They are the rulers of this world; they are perfect beings that are practically gods. I guess you could say some of this is true, but calling them desirable, perfect, nearly gods, is laughable. The Houses are full of power-hungry, traditionalist old geezers who call the shots that all of us in the lower status of the house have to follow. There is no freedom, there is no godly blessing and praise. You are a tool. I hate them all. Circe was born into a magical society with powers beyond comprehension, but she never asked for any of it. She didn't ask to be a tool of her house, to become the Heir, or even to be betrothed to some no-name guy from another house. Everything changes when a new student joins the academy and upends everything Circe thought she knew.

Growing tired of the pressure of shouldering the kingdom most of the times and the cold glares from her husband. She decided to denounce her title as the queen and return back to her childhood home after the kingdom was stabilized. Rumors spread though kingdom about a mistress that the king took in, but she ignored it and focused on stabilizing the kingdom once again. Her feelings for her husband died long before he took in the mistress. Every corner she turned, Every path she took, she came across her husband and mistress cuddling or kissing with one other which left her feeling disgusted of the two. She continued to ignore the rumors along with the pressure of the council wanting her and her husband to have an heir to the throne. Everything was going as planned until that fateful day. "I, Eric Von William Boris, King of Deria, here by banish the former Queen of Deria, Valentina Shamira West for the attempted murder of the unborn heir to throne and the mother." Ha. After everything I've done for you and your kingdom, you and your mistress decided to frame me for a crime that I've never committed. I didn't even know of her carrying a child. Why? After saying that I would denounce my title as queen peaceful even before this woman and return back to my childhood home. All I ask is, why?

In a land where faith meets fire and crowns fall to whispers, a forgotten name stirs beneath the palace walls. Long buried secrets begin to breathe again, and Mahlaryn remembers... even when its people choose to forget.

Against their will, they are forced into a loveless arrangement. Gemma is betrothed to the ruthless and cold Prince Royal, whose arrogance is matched only by his dashing good looks. The King(ROYAL'S DAD) have arranged for them to live together, and Prince Royal has decided to make her life a living hell. As they settle into their intimate living situation, Gemma's every interaction with Prince Royal is always met with cold indifference and dismissive responses. Will they unexpectedly find themselves falling for each other, or will their animosity tear them apart?

He was her enemy. And she carried the blood he hunted. Born of a rogue, Eryndra spent most of her life hiding her truth. Rogues were the sworn enemies of the realm. Feared, hunted, erased. But not all rogues were monsters. When Eryndra was five, her parents were slaughtered beneath the claws of a Lycan. She swore never to forget. Lost and alone, she was taken in by the Luna of the Silverion Pack and raised secretly as their daughter. Then tragedy struck again. Her adopted sister, the crown prince's intended bride, was killed. To repay the debt of a life saved, Eryndra agrees to take her sister's place. One night of freedom is all she allows herself before surrendering to fate-only to be claimed by her mate. In a realm ruled by politics, hierarchy, and blood laws, desire is a dangerous thing. Especially when it is forbidden. And the most dangerous desires? Are always the hardest to resist. Even when it's the very monster she swore to destroy.

✧𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭.✧ In a world glittering with legacy and power, two illustrious families-the Ranawats and the Sinhas-are bound by decades of unshakable trust and unspoken promises. Childhood friendships bloom into destined love as 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 and 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚 prepare to wed, their hearts having chosen each other long before fate revealed its hand. But beneath the joy of celebration lies a secret long buried: a betrothal forged at birth, binding the fiercely independent 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚 to the formidable 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 - the man she has always clashed with, the unyielding wall she could never hope to breach. ✧ On the day of celebration, loyalties will be tested, buried desires will ignite, and two souls who believed they were worlds apart may discover they were always destined to collide. ༺༻ 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔 ༺༻ -𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬-𝐭𝐨-𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 -𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 -𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 -𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 -𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 "For her, who never asked for this. For him, who never knew he'd care."

When the shadows of war loom over the Iron Throne, the Stag turns not to the lions of the west, but to the ancient beacons of the south. Seeking to anchor his son's volatile legacy, King Robert Baratheon invokes an old alliance with House Hightower, beckoning a daughter of Oldtown to wed the Crown Prince. Into the viper's nest of King's Landing steps Lady Alysanne Hightower. Ethereal, silver-clad, and devout. To the King, she is a symbol of stability; to Joffrey, she is a prize of pure nobility. But behind her pale sky-blue eyes, Alysanne is no helpless maiden. She is a master of the game, wielding her piety like a blade. In the darkness of a kingdom at war, Joffrey is the storm, and Alysanne is the light that decides where his lightning falls. ~ Cross-Posted on Ao3, 'elissawashere'

He was born a prince, but chose to be a healer. Jamal bin Rashid Al Maktoum, crown prince of Dubai, hides behind a stethoscope and a quiet life in Nigeria. Trained to rule, yet passionate about saving lives, he never imagined his most difficult case would also be the one that changes everything. She was raised in royalty, but lives in the dark. Maryam Noor Al Majali, daughter of royal bloodlines, has spent her life searching for answers her mother never dared to give. Behind her grace and smile lies a silent illness - and a past wrapped in secrets. What happens when destiny brings together two hearts... and one hidden truth? --- 🥈#2 Jordan 09/12/25 #9 Dubai 05/01/26 ©2025

Alexander or Alec as always loved Magnus and he was planning to ask him to marry him but then Maryse says they have to restore the Lightwood name so he was betrothed to Clarissa Fray Clarissa or Clary had liked Jace for awhile and he finally asks her out but then she learns her parent's are going poor and they deciede to marry her into a rich family and they chose the Lightwood family When they meet will they like each or will it be forever hate? read to find out Congratulations! Now i hate you! -Unknown Wipe your lips... There's still a tiny bit of....Bullshit!!! Around your lips! -Unknown I never gave you a reason To hate me It's just you Being insecure! -Unknown If i was really a bitch! I would make your life A living hell But since im not Ill just sit back And watch you do it yourself -Unknown

Being the only prince in your family sucks. It sucks more when you have to marry the Fourth Prince in the neighboring kingdom.

Kion and Shanielle are betrothed,will she learn to love him or will she be against this marriage

"His masculine scent and dominance engulfed any room he walked into." Amelia Soren is much beloved by the Soren's werewolf community. For twenty years, she's lived among friends and family, loved by all that's met her. A month before she turns twenty-one, the time has come for Amelia to leave everything and everyone she knows. But the question remains: will she fight against fate? Or will she surrender? Nicolai Knight wants nothing to do with the woman that's been promised to him. While their union promises to bring peace between rival packs; Sorens and Knights alike, all Nicolai wants is for her to go away. Yet an unexpected turn of events shows that perhaps she's the one for him after all. Whether he'll accept it or not is another matter entirely. With Amelia and Nicolai at each others throat, unfortunately, the both of them are too obstinate to Surrender to each other. There will always be a difference between "you belong to me" and "you belong with me". ~Forgiveness is Freedom~

Life for Kierra Jane Angelo has always been tough. Her parents had become Blood Traitors and she was forced to move away from her family to live with the Black sisters. "I love you, Kierra Angelo." was the line she was tired of hearing from her fellow Purebloods, and especially from Sirius Orion Black III and Lucius Malfoy. Yet when she met Tom Riddle she felt like she found what she was missing after years of being alone. Tom Marvolo Riddle was the most feared wizard currently alive. He's stone cold with no heart, yet upon seeing Kierra, he felt the one emotion he vowed to never have. Attraction. He refused to allow a marriage between Lucius Malfoy or Rabastan Lestrange and Kierra, he couldn't watch that happen. Mostly because she was the one he wants.

Imagine being traded to a man who has been said to ruin a women so much in one night that she could never have another. Freya didn't have to imagine She had been. I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES USED -- CREDIT GOES TO OWNER

just a write up.....notin much....more of a poem🥺🥺

HER LUCK IS A BLESSING TO EVERYONE BUT A CURSE TO HER.

Y/n is the son of hades he was left in the car of freyja and odin when y/n was just a boy, odin tolerated it freya loved the idea she told her son thor and loki that y/n would grow up with them and maybe one day one of them could marry y/n if they wished little did they know odin had other plans. Odin was going to have thor betrothed to y/n but little did odin know y/n and loki as they grew up togther they fell for eachother. Thor was more of a brother to y/n annoying sometimes same went for him. Freya just wants the boys to be happy so who know hiw the story could go. Find out who y/n ends up with and how!

"Well, seeing as this is my castle," Jonah began sarcastically. "I feel I have a right to know what it's occupants are up to." "As fascinating as it is to know what you feel you have a right to, I feel that I don't much care." Aura said whilst shoving him out of her path. "Goodbye." ****** Aura was not looking forward to marriage. At all. While her older sister may have been perfectly content to marry a complete stranger, Aura couldn't bind herself to some pompous prince. However, unbeknownst to Aura, her father's kingdom is on the brink of war with their neighbor, and now is not the time to be picky when choosing a husband. That's how Aura finds herself in a foreign land with some idiotic prince for a fiancé. Will Aura ever love the surprisingly good-hearted prince? Will she ever know the secrets of her own native kingdom, let alone her future husband's?

Sertue was a lowly commoner, living with his family in Niflheim, serving the Imperial Army. He had a very abnormal secret, and it's one he had to hide. Even from his own family. Having opened up his eyes to the Imperial ways, Sertue makes his way to pre-warn Prince Noctis and King Regis. But when Noctis and his comrades seem to have already set off to marry Lady Lunafreya, the Oracle, things don't seem to go as planned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ hσw ím вrєαkíng αѕ чσu fαll αѕlєєp, ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ím ѕtíll hαuntєd вч thє mєmσrч ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ím trчíng tσ píck mчѕєlf up píєcє, вч píєcє... ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ í nєєd α líttlє mσrє tímє undєrnєαth ít αll ím hєld cαptívє вч thє hσlє ínѕídє ívє вєєn hσldíng вαck fσr thє fєαr thαt чσu míght chαngє чσur mínd... ím rєαdч tσ fσrgívє вut fσrgєttíng íѕ α hαrdєr fíght... ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ í nєєd α líttlє mσrє tímє. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "I'm so glad to have friends like you guys..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Please... I ask your forgiveness..."

His gaze tears into me with an intensity that I can not fathom and I listen attentively to the noise falling from his corpulent lips. "You see Seraphina, you were lost," he reaches out and I flinch back from his touch before he delicately runs his fingers through my hair tugging it back down with his hand as he gracefully drops it back to his side. "And I have just found you." VOLITIONLESS: Adjective 1. Lacking volition... VOLITION: Noun (plural volitions) 1. A conscious choice or decision 2. The power or ability of choosing; the will Out of all the factors that can influence a person's decision, none can match the power of his or her own volition.