A Vengeful Bride Chinese Novel Novels & Stories

Upstairs on the second floor, the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom grated on my nerves. I pressed my fingers to my aching temples and took in the familiar sight of the house. Then it hit me—I was back! I was reborn! My gaze was locked on the bedroom upstairs, rage burning in my eyes. That shameless Sephine Fidel! She'd brought her side piece home and had me take the fall. In my past life, I'd forgotten a file at home. I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair.

Sometimes, that person's thought process is so complex that I am unable to comprehend it. I groan and shake my head as I notice another aristocrat who passed me. I can only presume that she is Lady Velia, the second evil lady. Even though her bad deeds in the past weren't intended for me, they were for Callia and the imperial members. Since she despises those from lower social classes and imperial blood. She shares my birthplace, is more prestigious than I am, and was formerly engaged to the former crown prince until the present empress took her place.

He clearly covered the death of WenLing by burning his body not even leaving an ash of clue behind. After his death I planned to marry Qin to get the ownership of the properties her husband left for her. Knowing that she wouldn't agree for this, I wrote a letter with the same handwriting like her husband telling her that he committed a crime and he is going to repent for it and also he wishes her to marry me after his death to keep them stable. She refused and didn't believe that the letter was from her husband because she believes that he is a righteous man but later on I tried my best to prove that it was from him by my lies and finally she fell for it.

At that time, Master Yan was talking to Ji Chen. The team arrived at the residence of the Yang Family. There was a brazier at the door. A specially assigned person helped the bride with a red cloth over her head out of the sedan chair. Someone poured a glass of liquor into the brazier, then the flames in it burned fiercely. Then the bride crossed the brazier, which was for exorcism. The red carpet on the ground was spread to the hall. Yan Wushuang led the bride to walk inside without vigor. Guests on both sides cheered and jeered.

(Now a dragon had her by the neck, and another was bearing its sharp teeth at her. The sound of her own hot blood spilling to the cold ground cut Nita's screams off and caused her to wake up.) She jumped to her feet, then banged on the door, begging to be let out. A voice that held much malice came. "Poor thing. If only Fang loved his mate as much as he loved me." A hand reached through the small door that was made in the larger. It felt around for Nita. But she stomped on the hand of the orange hair nymph.

' J: haha hold on, so you want me to believe this myth? A: I do not expect you to believe whatever I say but I am just telling you and later, you can verify from your grandma. So as I was saying, your grandma who thought she could not protect you alone had a deal with me to protect you and in turn, I asked to be your mate.' J: oh I see... and how does my best friend come into all of this?' A: you see, your best friend by some means got to know about the pendant of generations and the fortunes that come with it and she been blinded with greed, wants to have it to herself even though she can never have it.'

Crystal continued, and it infuriated her all the more. Janice tightened in clenching her fists, anger coursing through her veins. If crystal didn’t know better, she could’ve visibly seen how steam seeped out of Janice’s ears and nose in boiling anger. But Crystal showed no signs of interest at all, not even an ounce. This was the last draw for Janice. “You!-- You don’t deserve him! I do! He can only have me as his bride!” she yelled and abruptly pushed Crystal onto the wall by her shoulders.

Ning Ren touched her hair carefully as he could see her furious expression fading into the softer one he had grown to remember in his dreams. Ning Zhuo watched his half brother retreat with confusion. Ning Ren's bride was slouched with her neck sliced. The girl that he was holding in his hands had her maid uniform's outer layer switched with the bridal robes. He could feel his heart sink as he saw that there was a sliced open hand that bloomed red with blood.

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Serafina Marazona The early morning sunlight spilled through the bedroom windows, painting long golden lines across the sheets. I remained where I was, staring at the ceiling without truly seeing it. Sleep had come in broken pieces throughout the night, interrupted by memories of locked doors, Cassandra’s questions, Vincenzo’s silence, and the promise I had made simply to survive. Now that I had made it back to the estate alive, another battle waited for me. I had given my word, and whether it had been made under threat or not, I had no intention of pretending it had never happened. If I wanted Vincenzo to treat me as something more than a frightened girl hidden behind his name, then I h