Arranged Marriage Quotes

“Marriage is not kick-boxing, it's salsa dancing.”
― Amit Kalantri

“Marriage is a marriage- love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment.”
― Swati Kumar, The Great Indian Dilemma

“His kiss was a heady mix of cinnamon, coffee, and the sharp bite of betrayal.
I’d just kissed the devil, and I could already feel my soul burning up, destined to turn to ashes—all because of one man: Alexsei Romaniev.
My husband.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“I thought it was just her body I wanted, just for one night. But that was a lie.
I want all of her, every part.
And I won’t fucking stop until she’s mine.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“This wasn’t a sweet kiss; it was two starving souls clawing for survival, as if the kiss was the only thing keeping us from collapsing.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“I almost rolled my eyes. “What do you want, Lucifer? To insult me again?”
“Oh, worse, baby,” he whispered, his face close enough that his breath tickled my ear. “I’m going to make you scream.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“I'd burn the world for you, Caia," he whispered, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead. "You deserve a life without the shadow of your past looming over you. I've taken charge of it, and I'll take down anyone who dares to hurt you.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“I’d do anything to have you back. Anything. But here I am, wandering through a world where nothing I do matters, where no amount of love or pain can bring you back to me.
So I walk these empty streets, haunted by what should’ve been.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“I scoffed. “It’s 9 in the morning, Romaniev. I doubt any psychopathic, murderous monster is awake at this time, just waiting for me to step out so they can snatch me away to their miserable castle.”
Romaniev’s gaze remained steady. “Yet, here I am, Caia.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“It was a careful balance of magic. Stay too long and your life source would start to fade, take a step an inch too far from the city limits and your soul would never leave.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“My heart rate was starting to slow now that I was sure Rose wasn’t dead. I couldn’t make her life hell if she died.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“I tried to come across cold. Anger showed passion and passion showed that you cared.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“Why not just tell Dominic?” I breathed in sharply. I trusted Lukas. I did. It was just…complicated. No one knew about the Fates, except Marcus. I couldn’t risk anyone trying to stop me or try to reason with me. The other half of the answer was, “It doesn’t change what happened. I won’t beg for sympathy from someone who so easily believed I was capable of cold-blooded fratricide.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“This isn’t going to be slow and sweet, Rose,” Dominic rasped against the shell of my ear and sending a lightning bolt down my spine. “That’s not what we are. What we do.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“We fight like we hate each other, and we are going to fuck like it too.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“I gasped, offended. “I would never abandon Maria like that.” “Not even for me?” Dominic asked, mocking my reaction. “Not even for you, baby,” I said, trailing a finger down his jaw, relishing in the feel of his stubble. He didn’t squirm like I wanted him to, just threw his hand across his chest, grabbing his heart. “It’s like you’re trying to hurt me.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“The second his hand slipped trying to cut off the top of the wax, Dominic grumbled, “I can do that.” “No, I couldn’t let you,” the waiter said, terrified. Dominic took the bottle out of his hand anyway. “Not a fan of other people serving my wife.”
― Rory L. Scott, For the Love of the Gods

“Maybe telling you that I begged for your life will only make you hate me more. I know you would’ve rather left with him. But you’re everything to me, Caia. I couldn’t lose you too. And now, even though I already have, I still can’t let go.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“When you left, I told you that you’d unleash the monster in me—but I was the one lying. You didn’t unleash a monster. You shattered me. I’m barely surviving, barely living.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“Caia Mankiev will be the death of me, and I’m not even mad about it.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“The words replayed in my head, mocking. I was Caia Romaniev now.
The name felt foreign on my lips, even though it was mine now. It came out effortlessly, but my heart shattered all the same.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“But Romaniev had stirred something in me, something dark and twisted that I hadn’t realized was buried deep inside. It was terrifying, sure. But in a way, it was freeing too, like releasing a demon I didn’t know I had. And once it was out, there was no turning back.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“Are you as soulless as you think I am, Caia?”
Stepping closer, I licked my lips. "Wait and find out, Lucifer.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“You need to ease up on the stalking. It’s starting to freak me out.”
I scoffed and dragged a chair over, plopping down with a smirk. “I thought I’d already got you scared, baby.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“I heard you have to do something for Igor to be accepted into the Silas. What did you do?”
“Beheaded a priest.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“In our twisted world, death was sometimes the sweetest gift you could receive.”
― Marie Annilla, Sinful Games

“Payal Lohani, once a tough, go-getter New Yorker, was now too afraid to step out of her parents’ Scarsdale home and use public transport on her own.

A year and a half. She’d had enough of this bullshit. If a deal with the devil was what it took to buy her old life, her freedom and her safety back, then so be it. She had to put on a brave face. She could not chicken out of this.”
― Noor Juman, The Thief Prince's Wife

“Oleksiy had never officially pledged nor renounced the bratva. Early in his life, when Mama was tasked with educating him about the inner workings of the crime syndicate, she had cautioned him against drawing
attention to himself.

She’d conditioned him to be a benign non-entity to the bratva, bereft of any remarkable talent. Incompetent, even, if the situation called for it. To cultivate the right connections with the utmost care. To be wary of those seeking favour, and to never put himself in the position of needing a favour.”
― Noor Juman, The Thief Prince's Wife

“Fume all you want, printsessa. You belong to me now.”
― Renee Rose, Prince of Control

“She’s an Istovari sorceress. They cursed you.”
“And it seems they let her be cursed,” Daindreth shot back, still waiting,
still watching the door. To his mind, Kadra’han vows were as good as a
curse.
Never one to pull punches, Thadred went on. “Do you really want to
marry a known assassin?” Thadred jabbed a finger toward the door where
Amira had gone with the guards. “Not knowing if you’ll get out of your
wedding night alive?”
Daindreth ignored him for several heartbeats, then whirled on his cousin
with a grin.
Thadred’s eyebrows shot up. “I didn’t know you were into that.”
― Elisabeth Wheatley, The Archduke: A Daindreth's Assassin novella