Blood Wedding Plot Novels & Stories

froze to death in prison while my husband toasted his mistress. Reborn on our wedding day, I drop the bouquet, walk to his deadliest rival — the Northern Alpha — and say "marry me."

“I hate wolves!" I declared “W-why?” Ruda looked back at Yohan in horror as I continued. “They're the most disgusting animals on this planet. If I ever see one I’m gonna shoot it right there. They're gross and vile! I hate them so Goddamn much!” My words were full of spite. I’ve always hated wolves but I was soon brought out of my hate-filled thoughts when the dish Yohan was holding crashed on the floor. “Oh no…” I heard a whisper from Ruda's mouth as some veins on Yohan's neck turned purple and he began coughing up blood. I began to run towards him too when Yohan looked at me and yelled, “Stop!!! Don’t come near me!!” I froze in my place. All the coughing and throwing up blood had made his breathing ragged. He was having a hard time even trying, “Don’t come near me…” His angry voice shattered my feelings. It made me feel bad that even in that condition, he wouldn't let me near him *** Yohan is a very powerful white wolf who's also the current CEO of his family's company in the human world yet still he's not the confirmed heir to it since his people believe he will die young because of the curse he has. His only way to break is by meeting his fated partner. Maya, a human, is determined to finish her studies and not engage in any romantic stuff. That is until she meets Yohan in an unexpected situation. Unbeknownst to her she is Yohan's fated pair but has no knowledge of the world he lives in. And unbeknownst to Yohan, Maya has many mysteries surrounding herself as well along with many differences.

Hope collapse on a mountain, one glance up to see a fiery creature looming over her, his red eyes blinding her. "Who are you?"of course she didn't expect the creature to answer her "What do you want from me?" She growl in fake bravity,despite her knowing she could fight this creature, she's terrified. "Where's the amphithere dagger?" A voice ask in her head, she look around. " Where's the amphithere dagger girl?" The voice barked, she glance up wide eyed. Daisy had always known hope was the chosen one, she was there when she was born, she'd been with them when her father had brought may zhiang her mother into the troop, she was chosen by the magic to protect the amphithere, but what no one knows was the danger lurking around. Her Powers were revealed, Her death illuminating, The prophecy vivid, Her transformation Happening. "Like si yang?" Hope ask the dying man. "No... no... I need to live but not at the cost of my lovers life" Ned stumbled on his words. " Really?! " " You're a snipy angel"Hope touch his hand, he couldn't explain why but the fear creeping up the back of his head went away. "Do you want to know my name?" he nod "hope" she whisper and suddenly his eyes closed and her... she vanished.

A Legacy of Blood. A Love That Shouldn’t Exist. A War That Will Change Everything. Mia Sterling has spent her life believing she is human, but the truth is far more dangerous. She carries the blood of three enemies: hunter, rogue, and werewolf, making her a threat to all sides. Hidden from the world by a sorceress who feared what she could become, Mia is thrust into chaos when she crosses paths with Eli Blackwood, a powerful Alpha born of pure blood and duty. Their connection is undeniable, yet impossible. He is the leader of a pack that should see her as the enemy. She is torn between the instincts she never knew she had and the identity she’s always believed in. When war erupts, hunters, rogues, and traitors collide in a battle of vengeance and survival. Mia and Eli must decide where they stand. But with betrayal lurking in the shadows and an undeniable bond threatening to ruin them both, the question remains: Are they destined to fight together… or destroy each other?

It's my and my boyfriend's anniversary. I open the glovebox to hide a gift inside as a surprise, but a piece of familiar-looking lingerie falls out. It's torn in a spot; it looks like it went through a rough battle. Before I can process the situation, I crash into a car that suddenly switches lanes in front of me. Right before I black out, I remember where I saw the lingerie. It was a gift from me to my best friend.

Just three days after we got engaged, I stumbled across a private story posted by the girl he had grown up with. 'Too bad the boy who confessed to me ninety-nine times is marrying someone else in ten days.' In the photo, he trailed behind her through a crowded mall, his arms loaded with shopping bags, looking as if he had rehearsed the scene a hundred times. Curious, I scrolled down to read the comments. 'No way. The childhood-best-friend and first-love storyline still lost? Girl, that hurts.' 'Lost? He's getting married and still spending the whole day shopping with her. She didn't lose anything.' 'I feel bad for the bride. I'm seriously waiting for confession number one hundred to happen at the wedding, followed by a runaway groom scene.' Watching strangers bicker in the comments, I quietly pressed the like button, blending into their chaos. None of them knew that in just ten days, I would be the one stepping away from the altar. The fake-death package I'd ordered was already in motion. While my fiance and his childhood sweetheart mourned the love they claimed was out of reach, I quietly counted down the days until I could disappear for good.

As Jonathan leaned in to drink blood from my neck, a surge of both pleasure and tingling sensation coursed through my veins. I could feel the connection between us deepening with every drop he took. He paused momentarily, his lips still pressed against my neck, and looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know, my love, there's something intoxicating about your blood. It carries a sweetness that sets my senses on fire." I chuckled softly; the sound laced with a mix of excitement and affection. "Oh, is that so? Well, I'm glad to know this. Consider it my gift to you, an elixir of love and devotion." He resumed his gentle feeding, his eyes never leaving mine as he savoured each drop. "It's more than just a gift, Mia. It's a reminder of our deep connection, an intimate bond that transcends the ordinary. Drinking your blood is an act of trust and surrender, a symbol of our eternal love." I sighed with utter contentment, my fingers caressing his cheek. "And with each sip you take, I feel a sense of unity, a merging of our souls. It's as if we're sharing a part of ourselves, intertwining our very essence in this moment." *** This is the story of a woman who fell in love with a mysterious man. He hurt her, insulted her, and did everything he could to keep her away from him because he was too dangerous for her, but he didn't know the strength of true love. He thought she was just an ordinary girl, but her hidden supernatural powers astounded him. Join Jonathan and Mia on their paranormal journey, which is full of secrets, true love, and suffering.

"The crown is not forged from gold, but from the blood of those who dared to wear it. Power demands a price, and only those willing to bleed for it can truly reign," Roxanne had the life any girl her age could ask for—the perfect family and the most popular girl in school...But what if it wasn't enough? On her 19th birthday, she slept away the day, her perfect life quickly turning upside down. Her parents were acting weird, Her boyfriend cheated on her, and now she was kidnapped by five handsome guys! Thrown into a world she never knew existed, a world of wolves, lies, rituals, and betrayal...Roxanne' life was changed forever. She was torn between trusting those she came to love...or falling victim to their deception.

While setting up the wedding bed, I discovered an unidentified liquid on the sheets. In my new marital home, someone else had already stayed here! My mind went completely blank, and I video-called my fiance. Surprisingly, the call was answered instantly. "The new bed is really soft. I tried it out for you," said Jeremy's assistant, Rachel. She smiled, flirtatious and smug. Perfect. I don't want this man anymore.

Ethan West and I were together for seven years. Because of one promise, I gave up the thrill of being a gold-medal race car driver to become a housewife, tied to the mundane rhythm of pots and pans. Yet, Ethan never changed. His gentle care and thoughtfulness remained constant over the years, and I believed he loved me. Until the day I saw him, madly holding another woman, kissing her as if the world would end. It was then I learned the truth: I was Ethan's wife, but Tara was the unattainable princess he had always longed for.