#ForcedMarriage

[tytarax]

Hi how are you could I request a yandere king cold x female arcosian reader, the reader is from the same from frieza race, the wife of king cold and mother of cooler and frieza, the reader before getting engaged to king cold was already pregnant with cooler and with another male arcosian, who cold killed without mercy and force the reader to marry him, after years she would get pregnant again this time with frieza?

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The day he killed him, the stars above burned cold.

You remembered the sight of your mate's body, lifeless, sprawled across the icy floor of your chambers. The father of your unborn child—Cooler—slain with no hesitation. King Cold stood above him, expression unreadable, as if he had merely stepped on an insect. The blood hadn’t even dried before he turned to you and declared, with the weight of an unshakable empire behind his words:

"You belong to me now."

The engagement wasn’t a choice. The marriage was an inevitability.

The early years y

ou fought. You resisted. Even as you stood at his side as his wife, draped in royal finery, bearing the title of Queen, you despised him. Cold indulged your tantrums, your biting words, your attempts to undermine him. You tried to remind him at every turn that you weren’t his.

And yet, every attempt at defiance was met with something worse.

He never raised a hand against you, no—King Cold preferred a more insidious cruelty. He surrounded you with guards loyal only to him, ensuring you had no allies. He buried you under lavish gifts, silk and jewels, fine wines from distant worlds, dressing you up as the queen he had stolen. He granted you power—but power that was forever tied to him, so you would never forget where it came from.

And when Cooler was born, Cold made it clear:

"He is my son now."

You knew then that there was no escape.

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Hate turned to exhaustion. Exhaustion turned to resignation. Resignation turned to something else.

King Cold was a tyrant, but he was also… generous. He listened when you made demands, when you craved luxuries, when you whispered about planets that intrigued you. He indulged your whims, and in return, he expected your presence at his side.

You didn't love him. But power—true, undeniable power—was intoxicating.

The day you told him you were pregnant again, with Frieza this time, was the day you stopped pretending you weren’t part of his empire. He smirked, victorious, as if the bond between you had been permanently sealed.

"Our son will be even greater than the last," he mused, brushing a clawed hand over your stomach. "And he will know exactly who rules this universe."

You should have been disgusted. You should have rebelled. But instead, you found yourself smirking back, because Cold was right—your son would be greater. Your blood would shape the future.

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Now, as Queen of the Cold Force, you sat on a throne beside him, draped in the finest silks, sipping wine from a golden chalice. You had everything you had ever wanted. Races trembled at your feet. Armies knelt before your command.

You had never truly forgiven him, nor had you ever truly loved him. But power was a seductive thing, and as long as Cold continued to give you everything you desired, you could ignore the past.

He knew. He had always known.

"You may not love me," he murmured one night, fingers trailing over your bare shoulder, "but you will never leave me."

You tilted your head, considering.

Then you smirked. "And why would I?"

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[s0uls1st3rs]

“𝓝𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝔂 𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷𝓘𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮…”

— Everything But Me, Daughtry

[writtenbyarwa]

Dil Ka Soda Ho Gaya( The heart has been sold)-Wafa & Saalis (WafSaal) - Chapter 6: Nafas (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1513311279-dil-ka-soda-ho-gaya-the-heart-has-been-sold-wafa?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=goarwago Unravels how a daughter's life becomes entangled in the web of her mother's reputation. Despite her innocence and earnest efforts, the daughter finds herself unjustly burdened by societal judgements and misunderstandings. Wafa & Saalis from Ghair (WafSaal) This book will start from After her father discovered the truth, he arrived and took her from his sister's house, declaring that she was his responsibility from now on. Wafe went with him because she knew her marriage had been nothing more than a façade, and now that the truth about Shifa and Saalis' relationship, along with her mother's injustice, had come to light, the charade was over.

[fanfictionforall]

Titel: The Marriage Decree Auteur: Delilah_Wise Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger

Samenvatting:

When all eligible wizards and witches are forced to marry in order to increase the population after the war, neither of them thought they'd ever have a change at happiness again. Especially not with each other.

Link naar de Fanfictie: The Marriage Decree - Delilah Wise - Wattpad

[sheisamasterpiecekindaart]

His Soulful Salvation ( 21+) - Typical Day (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1419730070-his-soulful-salvation-21%2B-typical-day?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Authorkshades "He never thought of his salvation until he tasted her, and now he would do anything to keep her to himself." 'I told you before, I'll make it clear once more. I do not make love, I fuck hard. Love is not my priority never was, get that shit inside your head Liv,' Ace grips the table edges harder trying not to collapse on her, who was trapped between his arms. His breathing turns heavy and chaotic due to all the pent-up sexual tension. "What if that's all I want? I want you to fuck me hard, Ace. Women like me need men like you. We need someone who fuck some sense in us" Livia speaks daringly as she stares back into his Green eyes. "You do not know what you are asking for baby, I might break your soul. You are not made for just fucking, you are made for," his thump traces her lower lip, trying to distract himself from spewing his guts out, that he is tempted to taste her, so fucking badly. " then break me in any way you want, 'cause only you can complete me in ways nobody else can," she whispers before joining their mouths. A feverish love, where a ruthless mafia whose first lover betrayed him, he has lost all his hope in true love, so all he does is anything but love. A villain who kills the villains, a strong believer in his principles 1) never fall in love. 2) never fall in love. 3) never fall in love. What will happen when Ace Genovese, a ruthless Italian-American mafia is forced into marrying Livia Bernardi the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia because of the debt he has to pay to him? Levia Bernardi is a soft-spoken, elegant, and fiercely independent woman, who chooses to live her life in her way but has to share and adjust to this ruthless mafia who won't even talk to her but treats her with care. Will she accept him when all she sees is dark and grey in him? - strangers to lovers - forced proximity - the good girl turned psycho - dark romance - ruthless mafia edition - sexual tension - Forced marriage - Grumpy x Sunshine

[steffysekhon]

📖 🔥The Loyal Threads 🔥📖 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/397309007-%F0%9F%93%96-%F0%9F%94%A5the-loyal-threads-%F0%9F%94%A5%F0%9F%93%96?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=stefysekhon ***"Some love stories don't get to last forever... but they live on in silence, in sketches, and in the eyes of a daughter who never asked why."*** When Sam Chauhan, a brilliant small-town boy with a bicycle mechanic for a father, meets Steffy Sekhon, a vibrant medical student from a privileged family, it feels less like coincidence-and more like fate. Studying together at Govt. Brijindra College in Faridkot, Punjab, the two fall into a bond so pure, it becomes legend on campus. But destiny isn't always kind. As family barriers, caste differences, and social expectations tear them apart, Sam walks away with dignity. Steffy, shattered but silent, carries their love across oceans-into marriage, into motherhood, and into the arms of a new life in Canada. Years later, one sketch, one voice note, and one dimpled smile reveal a truth too sacred to name. Told through Steffy's heartfelt diary entries, Sam's quiet regrets, and the innocent questions of young Saavi, *Whispers Under the Banyan Tree* is a soul-stirring story of first love, painful goodbyes, and the unspoken bonds that never really fade. **Because some love stories don't need a wedding. They just need a page. And a promise.**

[joyffree]

Wishing Upon a Monster: A Monster Brides Romance By Mikayla Rand Releases Aug. 15th! PreOrder Today!

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕.. Forced Marriage

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[gracewritesfics]

He put the music on the speakers, to conceal my silent sighs. He made love so deep and out loud, that I could see heaven and the skies. I slip into oblivion and all the voices fade, passion burns in me, I'm a monster he made.

[writtenbyarwa]

Dil Ka Soda Ho Gaya( The heart has been sold)-Wafa & Saalis (WafSaal) - Epilogue (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1524231977-dil-ka-soda-ho-gaya-the-heart-has-been-sold-wafa?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=goarwago Unravels how a daughter's life becomes entangled in the web of her mother's reputation. Despite her innocence and earnest efforts, the daughter finds herself unjustly burdened by societal judgements and misunderstandings. Wafa & Saalis from Ghair (WafSaal) This book will start from After her father discovered the truth, he arrived and took her from his sister's house, declaring that she was his responsibility from now on. Wafe went with him because she knew her marriage had been nothing more than a façade, and now that the truth about Shifa and Saalis' relationship, along with her mother's injustice, had come to light, the charade was over.    #Ghair #UshnaShah | #UsamaKhan

[hbowarismydopamine]

VALKYRIE (Book #1 of the Death Serpent Series) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/362166943-valkyrie-book-1-of-the-death-serpent-seriesutm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=hireathwisteria 

Valyria Khilkov, a fierce and legendary warrior, is the heir to a powerful Russian dynasty, bound by a singular dream: the restoration of the Rurikid Empire. Reluctantly drawn into World War II, she becomes an unlikely ally to the Allies, her skills sought after by those desperate to turn the tide of battle. But her heart remains tethered to her heritage, and she will not surrender her loyalty easily. 

When she crosses paths with Dryagin Rostovsky, a brilliant and ambitious patriot of the same vision, their rivalry burns with intensity. Forced into an uneasy alliance, the two adversaries must navigate the brutality of war, their shared dream of empire, and their undeniable, simmering passion for one another. As the line between love and hate blurs, Valyria and Dryagin find themselves not only fighting for a future where their homeland can rise from the ashes but also for a love that threatens to consume them. 

In a world torn apart by blood and vengeance, will these two hearts survive each other long enough to claim victory-or will the war within them be their undoing?

[sohailjawaid]

British Pakistani Girl forcefully married to Uncle, New Shocking Details.

A viral video reveals the heartbreaking story of a British Pakistani girl allegedly forced into marriage with her uncle. The shocking footage shows her tearful resistance, sparking outrage online. New details suggest family pressure and cultural expectations played a role. The incident highlights the ongoing issue of forced marriages and the need for awareness and justice. Authorities are urged to intervene and protect victims. 

For Details Watch Video: https://shorturl.at/kaOF4

[ksabbu]

%si want to read this story 

[joyffree]

The Betrayal (Zakarian Syndicate Series) Dark Mafia Romance by Ruby Bloom

Release Blitz & Giveaway

The youngest daughter of a powerful maifa family And her oh-so-serious bodyguard

Promised to another Armenian family’s oldest son in Las Vegas, she feels like she’s hit the jackpot. The only condition; she has to spend 6 months living in Vegas and dating her future husband first. And her stick-in-the-mud bodyguard has to come with her. But events in Vegas begin to unravel, he finds himself having to step up and take care of Pina in a way he never expected. And that’s when he realizes he is at risk of the biggest betrayal of all. Betraying himself.

[writtenbyarwa]

Dil Ka Soda Ho Gaya( The heart has been sold)-Wafa & Saalis (WafSaal) - Aur Aahista Kijiye Baatein-3 The End (+18) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1524229313-dil-ka-soda-ho-gaya-the-heart-has-been-sold-wafa?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=goarwago Unravels how a daughter's life becomes entangled in the web of her mother's reputation. Despite her innocence and earnest efforts, the daughter finds herself unjustly burdened by societal judgements and misunderstandings. Wafa & Saalis from Ghair (WafSaal) This book will start from After her father discovered the truth, he arrived and took her from his sister's house, declaring that she was his responsibility from now on. Wafe went with him because she knew her marriage had been nothing more than a façade, and now that the truth about Shifa and Saalis' relationship, along with her mother's injustice, had come to light, the charade was over. 

#UshnaShah  #UsamaKhan  #Ghair 

[theslasherslut]

Fate's unchosen bride

Chapter 3: A Creature of Contradictions

Warning: sexual tension, pov in Evelyn

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My heart hammered a frantic tattoo against my ribs as he 1emerged from the oppressive darkness of the trees. The castle walls, once imposing and cold, had vanished, replaced by a breathtaking expanse of sun-dappled forest. But it wasn't the verdant beauty of the clearing that stole my breath.

Lamorak wasn't what I expected.

He towered over me like a storm-tossed oak, his broad shoulders filling out the dark leather breeches that strained against his powerful thighs. A loose tunic, adorned with faded symbols that spoke of a forgotten past, hung open, revealing the play of muscles beneath. Despite his size, he moved with a surprising grace, a predator's fluidity that sent shivers down my spine.

His face, partially obscured by an ornately carved obsidian mask, was a fascinating paradox. The mask, swirling with patterns that seemed to writhe in the sunlight, stopped above sharp cheekbones. Beneath it, a pair of razor-sharp fangs, both upper and lower, glinting menacingly, defied any notion of human beauty. Yet, framing his brow were horns, not the gnarled, twisted kind of a demon, but elegant spirals of polished ivory that gleamed with an otherworldly sheen. He was an intimidating creature, no doubt, but there was something else in his amethyst eyes, a flicker of vulnerability etched around them.

As I stepped into the clearing, the chatter of the villagers morphed into a stunned silence. Four hulking figures, clad in obsidian armor that mimicked Lamorak's mask, materialized from the trees flanking the clearing. Their expressions were unreadable, their obsidian visors reflecting the dappled sunlight like empty voids. They were silent guardians, their imposing presence leaving no doubt of their loyalty.

Lamorak, however, reached up with a surprisingly human gesture and brushed a handkerchief across his nose. A dry, hacking cough escaped his lips, momentarily breaking the tension.

"So," a deep, resonant voice rumbled across the clearing, more captivating than terrifying, "this is the sacrifice they've sent." His gaze drifted down to the crimson dress I wore, lingering for a moment, before returning to meet my eyes. "A bold choice," he commented, the amusement in his voice sending a strange jolt through me.

"Sacrifice?" I straightened my back, defiance battling with the tremor in my voice. "You misunderstand. I'm not here to be offered. I came to see what kind of beast I'm supposed to marry."

As he approached me, I felt an unfamiliar mixture of emotions surge through my veins – equal parts excitement and trepidation. My heart raced as he towered over me, looking down at my vulnerable state with a predatory gaze that sent shivers down my spine.

His fangs were visible when he parted his lips to speak, revealing the carnivorous nature lurking within him.

"A creature of many faces, am I?" he rumbled, his voice softer now. "Perhaps. But beast is only one of them."

As he continued to stare at me intently, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping up my spine. Despite his predatory demeanor, there was something undeniably magnetic about his presence that drew me in. The King's words from earlier resurfaced in my thoughts, reminding me of the significance of the crimson dress I wore.

With each passing moment, his scrutinizing gaze became increasingly intense, making it difficult for me to maintain any semblance of composure. There was no denying the magnetic pull he exuded, which both terrified and fascinated me.

"The color suits you, little one," he rumbled, his voice surprisingly gentle. "Though perhaps a bit unconventional for this occasion."

A flush rose to my cheeks as he complimented me on the vibrant color of my dress. It was clear that despite his predatory nature, he could also be tender when he chose to be. His gentle tone contrasted sharply with the terrifying reputation that preceded him, making me feel both vulnerable and strangely aroused by his attention.

As he continued to study me with those mesmerizing eyes, I couldn't help but notice the way they seemed to linger on my breasts and hips, giving off an air of possessiveness that made my heart race even faster.

"Unconventional?" I echoed, my voice barely above a whisper. "Perhaps. But then again, so is marrying a…" My voice trailed off, searching for the right word, the right way to describe this magnificent, terrifying being before me.

Lamorak chuckled, his deep laughter filling the clearing. "Indeed," he rumbled, leaning closer to me and lowering his voice to a menacing whisper. "But marrying a bride chosen by lottery wasn't exactly on my list of priorities for today either."

He paused, taking another ragged breath before continuing, his voice laced with a hint of something dangerous. "There are other ways to find a suitable mate, after all." His words were ominous, implying a dark undercurrent beneath the surface of this unconventional ceremony. The crimson dress, the King's veiled words, and now this – they all pointed to a deeper meaning, a ritual steeped in a past I barely understood.

With the air thickening with anticipation, Lamorak leaned forward until our faces were only inches apart. His hot breath brushed against my ear as he whispered, "There are other ways to find a suitable mate, after all." He repeated, the intensity in his voice and the promise hidden behind his words made me feel both afraid and aroused, my body responding instinctively to the danger that surrounded us.

I could taste the faint scent of blood on his breath, evidence of his carnivorous nature. And yet, despite the darkness that permeated his every action and word, there was also an undeniable allure that drew me towards him like a moth to a flame. This wasn't the future I'd envisioned, not a marriage built on love or respect. This was a dance on the edge of a knife, a primal bargain struck between a desperate kingdom and a creature of legend.

A tremor ran through me, a mix of fear and a strange exhilaration. "And what exactly are those other ways?" I managed, my voice barely a whisper, yet laced with a newfound determination.

Lamorak's lips curved into a slow, predatory smile, the tips of his fangs glinting in the dappled sunlight. The answer, I realized with a jolt of terror and a strange thrill, hung heavy in the unspoken space between us. This wasn't a marriage of love or choice, but something far more primal, a bargain with a monster. And somewhere deep within me, the part that had defied the King and embraced this uncertain future, couldn't help but be intrigued.

Suddenly, a collective gasp tore through the previously hushed crowd. The villagers, who had been frozen in stunned silence, finally registered the intimacy of the moment. Lamorak, startled, straightened abruptly, the playful amusement momentarily flickering back into his eyes before being replaced by a flicker of annoyance.

"Seems we've provided the good citizens with a bit more entertainment than intended," he rumbled, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

My cheeks burned with a mixture of humiliation and defiance. This wasn't how I'd envisioned my first meeting with the legendary creature, not in the middle of a clearing with the entire village watching, their gasps echoing through the trees.

Lamorak, however, seemed to take it all in stride. He turned towards the villagers, his gaze sweeping over their awestruck faces. "Fear not," he boomed, his voice surprisingly gentle for such a large creature. "There is no need for alarm. Today's events were…unforeseen, but not unwelcome."

A murmur of shock rippled through the crowd.  Lamorak raised a hand, silencing them instantly.

"The ceremony will be brief," he continued. "But suffice it to say, Evelyn and I will be departing shortly. I appreciate the…enthusiasm with which you've greeted us, but our time here is at an end."

His gaze returned to me, his amethyst eyes gleaming with an intensity that both terrified and exhilarated me.  "Are you ready, Evelyn?" he rumbled, his voice a low caress.

The villagers held their breath, their eyes darting between me and the magnificent creature before them.  My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic counterpoint to the stunned silence. This was it. The point of no return. Yet, as I looked into Lamorak's eyes, a strange sense of calm washed over me.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I whispered, the words surprising even myself.

A slow smile spread across Lamorak's face, both terrifying and undeniably alluring.  With a nod to the silent crowd, he extended a hand towards me.  His touch, surprisingly gentle for such a large creature, sent a jolt of electricity through me.

Together, we turned away from the awestruck villagers, ready to face whatever this strange, exhilarating future held. Lamorak's monstrous reputation might precede him, but as I walked beside him, a strange sense of anticipation bubbled within me. This wasn't the future I'd planned, but as I stole a glance at the creature beside me, a monster some might call him, a thrill shot through me. Maybe, just maybe, this wouldn't be so bad after all.