روايات وقصص ضمن A Bride's Revenge No Longer The Backup

Gwen exclaimed. Ariana's expression turned hideous. In her past life, Brian had refused to get engaged with her despite her clinging to him and throwing herself at him. Now that she'd been reborn, why was he the one who was so insistent on going through with the engagement? Once Brian was gone, Gwen said in delight, "This is great! We've finally secured the position of being Mr. Lodge's wife!" There wasn't a hint of a smile on Ariana's face. She walked toward the box, stuffed everything inside, and dragged it out of the house.

She isn't just a bride; she’s the reckoning. She descends the stairs, her eyes locked on Sebastian. He looks up, a shark-like grin spreading across his face. "Ah, the blushing bride," Sebastian calls out, his voice booming through the hollow penthouse. "Come, Olivia. Let’s talk about your father. I’ve been dying to tell you a story about how he really spent his final days." As Olivia reaches the bottom step, she sees Aiden emerging from the shadow of the hallway, his face a mask of cold fury. He looks from his father to Olivia, his hand tightening into a fist.

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

I sat on the cold ground with the hem of my wedding dress covered in soil. Brandon Fuller looked down at me aloofly. “Aspen, do you know how pathetic you look right now? You’re such an idiot! Do you really think I’ll marry you today?” I heard snorts and snickers behind me. Everyone was watching and laughing at this. Brandon said with sharp eyes, “But I have completed my revenge. Aspen, this is the last time I’m going to do this to you! I’ll marry you next time.”

"Can you listen for a second? I'll tell you why the bride is not Clarice. First, her name is Charice Evans. If she is indeed Clarice do you think she will stay silent and not take revenge on us? Her husband is the leader of a powerful rogue pack. They could easily wage war against our pack or hire snipers to kill us. But she didn't do that. And last but not least, they invited us to attend the wedding. If she was Clarice she would never have invited us. Do you understand now?" "I understand, but I can't help it. I'm still bothered by her voice," Aurelia said anxiously. "Stop worrying so much. Let's just enjoy the party," Kaspar said casually. "I'm not planning to ruin my awesome experience t

"That night, it should have been you. I thought you would rage, curse, and wait for me to come back. I never imagined that…" He looked up at Brad. "I'll give Tricia back to you. I'll give everything back. Just give Charlene back to me. Let's redo the bride heist, okay?" I smiled faintly. "Nicholas, the bride heist isn't child's play. In our village, if the wrong bride gets taken, that's fate. Heaven willed me to leave with Brad, so that's what I did." I took a step back and returned to Brad's side.

When he came back to her, he had an envelope in his hand and handed it to her. “What is this?” Aria asked as she stared at the envelope. “A marriage contract,” he told her, “I need you to get married to me and be my wife and then I'll help you get revenge against your ex-husband. That way we both get what we want.” Aria's gaze was fixated on the envelope. Contract marriage?, she questioned herself. This could be the answer she needed right now. A revenge that would put her ex-husband in the worse of all places. She wants to make him feel so miserable, just as he has made her feel.

The Luke family stood frozen under the weight of countless scrutinizing gazes, their expressions pale with shock, unsure of how to respond. Ivy looked at the images, her eyes devoid of fear or excuses—just an eerie emptiness. This was happening again. She was used to being humiliated. But she refused to drag Luke into this mess. Stepping forward, her voice was calm yet resounded throughout the hall with unwavering clarity: “This wedding… I am calling it off.” A deafening silence followed. Gasps of disbelief filled the air. No one could fathom that the bride herself would be the one to cancel her own wedding.

The seeds of revenge had been planted deep within him, and there would be no turning back. He walked through the corridor of the old house, determining coursing through his veins. With each step, he felt more resolute in his mission. He would find Grace and bring her back into Orman’s life. Only then would he have the power to confront Sophia again—and this time, it would be different.

’’ mary asked that question on the night of our wedding. I grabbed her hand and made a wish that would make us last forever. It was a simple wish that I hoped would last forever, but most times, destiny tends to ruin everything, especially what you never expected. Why? Our promises that night were broken because of reckless driving, and I knew if people found out about my reasons for revenge, they might criticize me. Still, I didn’t care because they had no idea how my heart hurt every night while lying close to the woman that was responsible for the demise of my family.