Bridal Unscramble Novels & Stories

“Oh dо уоu like іt? It makes mе ѕmіlе еvеrу tіmе I see іt, аnd now I finally gеt tо uѕе іt. So fіrѕt thing—colour. Dо уоu wаnt tо gо mоrе pastel, оr mоrе jеwеl toned fоr the bridesmaid?” “I’m nоt a pastel kind оf girl.” I grіmасеd, thаt wаѕ my kіnd оf hеll. “Hоw аbоut a rісh purple for thе groom, bеѕt mаn аnd bridesmaid?”

"Tell your father he’s insane! You’re supposed to marry me! Not this... this backstabbing snake!" I looked desperately over at Liam, expecting him to shout, to refuse or to walk away from all this madness but he just stood there with a clenched jaw and angry eyes as he looked between his father and me in absolute confusion. "Father," Liam finally spoke like he was trying to control his anger. "This is absurd. You cannot just swap brides hours before a ceremony like it's a circus."

Clara rushed to the door as she replied so that both Iris and Dom could hear, "Bride and groom can't see each other before the vows, it is a bad omen, and we are not taking any chances!" She closed the room Iris was in just as Dom reached to open it and breathed heavily due to rushing as her human adrenaline wore off, "I am sorry Alpha, but I'll take it from here. You will see your bride at the altar." Dom raised a brow because she clearly couldn't stop him if he wanted to go, but decided to hand over the bag in which an ironed dress was hung. Clara muttered a 'Thankyou' and took the bag and made sure that he had gone before re-entering the room with the dress and handing it over to Iris to

Olivia’s POV My legs were shaking on the tiled floor. Not because of the loud bang coming from the speakers but because my whole body stopped working the moment I stepped inside the registry. “I, Elena Brook , take you, Adrian Cross, to be my lawful married husband. For better or worse, in poverty and in riches… I couldn't wait to hear the rest. I had heard those words during my brother’s wedding. Those vows, promises, those happy moments, the butterflies that usually fly in everyone’s belly. I had imagined myself saying those words one day.

he stated simply. Todd's eyes widened. Was the man not going to force a marriage of convenience on him? Would he be able to choose freely? Regardless, Todd already knew he only wanted a contracted marriage. He had no time for things like commitment or love. No, his wife would have to understand that this marriage would be in name only. "However..." Jan began, "I want her to be a virginal bride." "What?!" Todd croaked. "Yes, a virgin bride. I am a very religious man, you know, and even though I have never pushed you to attend church with me, it's very important to me that you find a virtuous young lady. Also, I ask that there be no sex before marriage," he specified.

"Your sister's right. What grudge between sisters lasts overnight? Besides, after what happened yesterday, she didn't even hold it against you. Is helping her pick a wedding dress really that hard? "Catherine, be reasonable, okay? I know you don't want to marry a paralyzed man, but you agreed to it in the end. What's the point of throwing a tantrum now? "Besides, what could that cripple possibly have prepared for you? The Luthor family is marrying off a daughter—we can't let people talk. Get up right now. Let your sister help you pick out a beautiful dress too. Both of my daughters should look stunning on their wedding days. "Enough with the nonsense. Hurry up and get dressed. Lex is already

My hair was also a simple bun at the back of my head, with a jewelled clip to hold my veil in place. The bridal gown was pure white and simple. The skirt was flowing with a slight train and the sleeves were lace. Although my father had objected to the ‘unconventional dress’ at first…but he had changed his mind at the last minute when my groom’s father, and by father’s good friend, Mr. Davis, had reminded him that this was the twenty first century and women dressing in lace sleeves was appropriate enough. And yet…Mr. Davis hadn’t thought that arranged marriages should’ve been left behind in the nineteenth century either.

One could say that his face was a masterpiece carved by God, capable of driving any woman insane. As he gazed at the delicate wine glass in his hand, his movements were graceful and noble, akin to that of an emperor. "No need to be nervous!" Isaac hastily waved his hand, after all, he was Oliver's brother-in-law. Oliver lit a cigar and caught a glimpse of the screen out of the corner of his eye. The bride was facing the priest, her figure slim and alluring, radiating an indescribable beauty while wearing the floral wedding gown designed by Master Milan. Her tall and well-proportioned physique, slender and fair arms exposed in the air, and her perfectly elongated neck all left a lasting impre

How could I be running so free and carelessly in an environment I was unfamiliar with? I reached a dead end. I was tired and frustrated. Tired of all the running and dashing about and frustrated that I couldn't find out how this bracelet got into someone else's hands. I stared down at the two bracelets in my palm. Each of them had a letter attached to it. Letter I was attached to mine while letter U was attached to the other. The other bracelet belongs to someone from my past. Someone I may never see again. I am U and U are me.