Novel & Cerita A Vengeful Bride Ashley Mu

Mira stood next to me in a black dress, her hand slipping into mine the moment the first camera turned in our direction. Whenever another camera pointed toward us, she gently rubbed the back of my hand. Anyone watching from home would have believed she was simply comforting a grieving husband. The minister stepped forward. "We are gathered here today to say our final goodbye to Aysha Hayes." The crowd lowered their heads. I stayed still, staring straight ahead at nothing in particular, my mind drifting back to the wedding twelve years ago, to a version of myself that had once meant every word he said standing at an altar just like this one.

She's not a big star yet, she can't act in this one, can't accept that one, which crew would dare to use a picky rookie like her? Besides, why should Morgan care about her? Did he forget that she was just his agreed wife, and their marriage was fake, not to mention it was not made public, so it wouldn't affect his influence on the Blackstorm family's reputation at all. Ashley clearly knows what she should do, she wants to be popular, and she needs to be strong enough, only in this way can she avenge her blood hatred and be reborn, no one is more important than this.

Andrew, noticing her sentimentality, took the lead in the bidding and resolved to acquire it for his beloved. His equally competitive contender standing beside him was none other than Asher. "It's my first creation." Asher mumbled to Andrew, clearing his purpose of actively participating in the bidding. Their competition was fierce, with both displaying equal passion. Suddenly, a bidder boldly offered twice the amount and moved forward, leaving Asher in shock. He quickly turned his head to look at Alice, who was in a state of shock. Her eyes reddened as she stared at the bidder. Tracking Asher's gaze, Andrew was left dumbfounded by the sight of Alice's unexpectedly pale face.

She remained silent for a long time. Her chest felt heavy. Her heart ached as if pierced by an invisible blade. She had quietly carried feelings for Aron Loghan for years. Too loyal. Too close. Yet never close enough to truly have his heart. Aron Loghan was going to marry the woman who was originally meant only to become his surrogate mother. And Chatrine herself was the one who arranged their first meeting. There was a pain she had no right to complain about. So she remained professional. Three days before the wedding, Chatrine arrived in Yorkshire carrying a large collection of couture gowns, protocol notes, and every detail required for a modern aristocratic bride.

My knees hit the red-stained snow, and the world began to tilt. Kael caught me before I hit the ground. He pulled me against his chest, his blood soaking into my dress, his heart thudding against mine. He didn't look at the carnage. He didn't look at his pack. He just looked at me. "You broke the cuffs," he whispered, his voice thick with awe and terror. "I had to," I rasped, my vision blurring. "I couldn't let him take you." He pressed his forehead to mine, his scent of pine and steel the only thing keeping me conscious. "The Council will never let you stay now, Asha. They saw what you are. They saw the fire."

" My mind flashed to Alexander Vance—Asher's uncle—a man of imposing silence and a gaze that could cut glass, who had a habit of materializing whenever I was truly in trouble. In my last life, blinded by my obsession with Asher, I'd completely overlooked someone who could have been my salvation. Asher accelerated toward the hotel, hauling me through the grand lobby and into the packed reception before I could even catch my breath. "Mom, I got her." He pushed me forward. I staggered, almost losing my balance. The woman before me, stout and severe in a silk dress, looked me over with pure contempt, her nostrils flaring. "A wild girl unfit for society, not a trace of your sister's grace. Later,

“My men don’t leave survivors. Rage filled her like hot metal, burning away her fear. She slammed her knee into him with all her strength, but he blocked it easily. The bastard had always been faster. “Get your fucking hands off me, you psychotic piece of shit!” “Language,my lady . That’s no way for a bride to speak to her groom.” The words hit her like a brick. “What the hell did you just say? Felix grinned, sharp and dangerous. “Congratulations, Muna. You’re getting married. To me. Tomorrow night “Over my dead fucking body.” “That can be arranged.” He pulled out his phone, showing her a photo that froze her blood. Her mother, Isabella, sitting in a luxurious prison cell. Alive, but captive

“I remember it now. Yes. It was quite the scandal. The groom on that day publicly left the bride at the altar and married her little sister whom he claimed to love. Everyone was shocked. The bride ran out of the hall before anyone could stop her.” I felt sick. “What happened to her?” “She... she had an accident. Car crash. Died instantly. Or so we were told because no one ever saw her corpse." A cold chill settled in my bones. I took a few steps back, trying to breathe. No. No, no, no. That couldn’t be me. With trembling fingers, I unfolded the newspaper and held it out to him. “Is this the bride?” I asked. Lawrence took the paper, his expression casual at first—but the second his eyes lande

Attempting to climb up once more the guards snatched me by the arms and moved back. When my screaming and fighting all went futile I resolved to plead. “Tell me what’s going on, please.” Ava moved out and whispered something to the one heading the wedding. “I'm sorry ma'am but you can't be here? The wedding must go on—-” I snapped, my anger having the best of me.

" Have to be... You are so lovely that I can't even think of anything else but you. " " Liar!! " " No!! I am sorry for hurting you and rejecting you when we got married. " Let's not talk about all that... It was a bad phase, which has gone. I am glad that we are happy now. " But still I should have talked to you. I was an idiot that I Rejected my bride. " " It's ok!! I have taken my revenge. I made you crazy till you accepted the Rejected Bride." She said. " Yes!!! Let's get married again." " Okay!! " " Awww... My Charming bride." ************