I saw this tradition in Klean and I thought it was cute," Xavier answered, still on one knee. "What tradition?" Mia asked in a curious tone, her brow raised. "Well, the to-be groom asks the bride to marry him by getting on one knee and saying will you marry me? So, Mia Ainsworth, will you marry me?" he asked her. She seemed interested to know how this ends. Yesterday he had gotten on his knee to give her the gold and green ribbons and she wanted to see how this would go. "Okay, and then what?" "Then the to-be bride says yes," he guided her. "So I say yes?" "Yes," he nodded. "That's my line," she protested with a pout. "Then say it." "Yes," she said, and he took her hand and slid the ring onto her finger. He rose to his feet and pulled her against himself before claiming her lips. They pulled away, and he placed his head against hers, his eyes fluttering. "The kiss is a part of the tradition?" "Yes," he said, beaming at her. His happiness was getting her excited, "Okay, now what?" "We get married.

An arranged marriage leads to unexpected desire, in the first book of Alyssa Cole’s Runaway Royals series… When Shanti Mohapi weds the king of Njaza, her dream of becoming a queen finally comes true. But it’s nothing like she imagined. Shanti and her husband may share an immediate and powerful attraction, but her subjects see her as an outsider, and everything she was taught about being the perfect wife goes disastrously wrong. A king must rule with an iron fist, and newly crowned King Sanyu was born perfectly fitted for the gauntlet, even if he wishes he weren’t. He agrees to take a wife as is required of him, though he doesn’t expect to actually fall in love. Even more vexing? His beguiling new queen seems to have the answers to his country’s problems—except no one will listen to her. By day, they lead separate lives. By night, she wears the crown, and he bows to her demands in matters of politics and passion. When turmoil erupts in their kingdom and their marriage, Shanti goes on the run, and Sanyu must learn whether he has what it takes both to lead his people and to catch his queen.

Runaway Bride meets Father of the Bride in this new, steamy romantic comedy from bestselling author, Dr. Rebecca Sharp, that will have you laughing and swooning all the way down the aisle... Dixie Dorothea Winston cannot get married. After leaving three grooms at the altar, she fled her small-town infamy for the big city, hiding her past in plain sight: Winston Weddings by Thea Winston - because those who can't wed, plan. Now, she's the most sought-after wedding planner in Manhattan. Though she's handled many bridezillas and momsters, Thea's never dealt with a man like Oliver Kingsley - the father of the bride. Wealthy. Demanding. Divorced. Oliver's determined to give his daughter the perfect wedding with Thea's help. But the fiery, gorgeous businesswoman isn't what he expected - and neither is the attraction between them. From cake tastings to dress fittings, Oliver's daughter misses one event after another, giving Thea more time with the brooding billionaire than she bargained for. And it's not long before the lines begin to blur around the roles they're supposed to play. But Thea knows too-well how this works... First comes love, then comes marriage. She needs to keep her heart in check because when it comes to walking down the aisle herself, the only thing she's ready to do is run... Ready to Run is a complete standalone novel in the Love, Unexpected Collection.

I took her innocence as payment. She was far too young and naïve to be betrothed to a monster like me. I would bring only pain and darkness into her sheltered world. That's why she ran.I should've just let her go... She never asked to marry into a powerful Russian mafia family. None of this was her choice. Unfortunately for her, I don't care. I own her... and after three years of searching... I've found her. My runaway bride was about to learn disobedience has consequences... punishing ones. Having her in my arms and under my control had become an obsession. Nothing was going to keep me from claiming her before the eyes of God and man. She's finally mine now... and I'm never letting her go.

You're beautiful and kind and very smart. But best of all, you're mine. Do you remember the stories your Grandma used to tell you every night about cursed beasts, village beauties, girls in red capes and wolves in disguises? Well, maybe, just maybe... they actually do happen. Maybe, beasts do exist. They do. I would know. I am bound to one. Whom, you may ask? Well, I am mated to the Alpha King. How? You will see. You will live through it with me. I am Theia Anderson. I am just like any one of you, human, alive, and breathing. But unlike any one of you, I've stumbled upon a world that until yesterday... I couldn't even fathom into existence. This is my story.

“I need you to go to New York and pretend to be your twin sister.” That was the command Laila Fiorenza’s father gave her when her sister ran away from home just days before she had to meet her betrothed, the handsome, party-going, Greek shipping magnate, Nikos Pallis. But after being jilted in a previous betrothal, Laila had only one wish, which is to never be the second choice in love again. So, eager to go back to her sheltered life in Sicily and unwilling to do what her father commands, Laila comes clean to Nikos about the farce, hoping he would call off the wedding. However, Nikos had other plans, and he might just be willing to grant her wish.

Jillian is a human, going to an all Werewolf school, how did her parents not know that they were sending her to such a place? What makes it worse is that the Alpha King comes to the school once a week to see if he can find his mate or girls for his harems. What happens when he claims Jillian as his mate? Will she accept it, or will she run for the hills? Then someone decides that they want Jillian and the Alpha dead. What will happen when the Alpha finds out who Jillian really is, she isn't as innocent as she seems. Join Jillian, Edric, and her friend Kimberly on a harrowing adventure of love, laughter, and a whole lot of sass.