Books Like Bride Novels & Stories

"Did you see that? The groom kissed the bride on her cheek!" "Do you think something is wrong?" "Well, there must be. Otherwise, how could the groom do this?" "I heard that the bride has no real family who could back her position. She was an adopted child but now look at her. She has become the Young Madam. Must be due to her looks." "The groom, he's a little shy." Madam Anderson glanced at the two women who kept murmuring to themselves like noisy bees with indifference. "And, the bride has always been a family to Anderson's."

The cruelty of fate sure chokes tightly. After the dining, it was the time when the royal bride was guided towards her bridal chamber by the ladies. Loud laughs and their naughty jokes made the air thicken for Genelia. It was time to be claimed. It was that night when the groom makes his marriage valid with all rights as a spouse. A hint of nervousness clouded her thoughts when the large door of bridal chamber was opened, the chamber welcomed her presence gladly. It was huge and decorated richly. The scented candles of lavender and roses romanticised the environment sexually, the whole vibe of the chamber was just something which Genelia never thought she would ever hate until this day came.

she whispered. Richard folded his hands behind his back. "The guests don't know the bride personally. Most of them are business associates. The ceremony hasn't started, and the press hasn't seen her yet." He turned to Adrian. "The merger survives." Eva stared at him in disbelief. "You can't replace a bride like she's a missing decoration." "No," Richard replied calmly. "But we can replace a woman who has already chosen to leave." "I said no." Richard raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't asking you."

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"Breaking news! Bride loses her mind at billionaire wedding!" "Guess she wasn't meant for the high life. So close to marrying into money, and she snaps." Below the stage, guests in tailored suits crowded together. Some pulled out hidden cameras and started snapping photos nonstop, while others crouched in corners, clutching their heads and whispering prayers. All because, while Malcom Blair and I were exchanging vows just moments ago, I slapped him across the face, then dragged over a filthy man from the entrance who looked like a homeless drifter and kissed him in front of everyone.

My fingers ran along spines, brushing faded lettering until one title stopped me cold: "Moon Brides & The Marked." I pulled it down, careful not to snap the decaying spine, and laid it across the table. Inside: sketches. The first page showed a woman on her knees, hair streaming back like it was caught in wind, a crescent moon carved behind her ear—and a man on fire in front of her. My stomach turned. The next few pages were worse. “The Moon Bride,” it read, “is chosen by divine design, not by fate’s whim. Her bond is not forged by desire—but by divine necessity. To stabilize or to destroy.”

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

, she tells me smiling at Azaan. "Okay, excuse me", I walked away from her. What I didn't know was that Azaan waved at her. Azaan has never been fond of anyone, not even his aunts or even uncles who come to visit him. I couldn't help but stare at her while she was helping the bride with her dress. Who is she? I looked at Zahir who was smiling and happy that he was finally getting married to the love of his life. "Congratulations brother", I tell him after the Kadhi announced that they are now husband and wife.

We all began to move, following Amy towards the room designated for Greta's bridal dress appointment. As we entered the room, I was taken aback by the sight that greeted us. The room was a bride's dream come true, adorned with racks of exquisite vintage bridal gowns. Each gown was unique, showcasing intricate designs and exquisite craftsmanship. The gowns ranged from classic silhouettes to more modern designs. Adjacent to the gowns were veils of various lengths and styles, each one designed to complement the gowns perfectly. From cathedral-length veils that exuded grandeur to shorter, more modern styles, the selection was truly impressive.

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