Bride And Belle Novels & Stories

It's giving me goosebumps every time. 'But you should be addressed that way now.' 'We both know that is only a little play, Raja. Behind the curtains, I'm just Ophelia and nothing else. I'm only the temporary bride but will never be the wife. No need to pretend when it's just the two of us." 'But you must take note that even you're pretending, the rites and the blessing from the King and Queen are valid. So as of the moment, you are really Solterra's crown princess.'

They were ready to begin the journey to changing history, even if it meant going through the Beast King himself. No one would stop them. "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment but...its time, Calliope. The Beast King approaches." Kelsey stated, gesturing up at the sky that had begun to clear, showcasing the moon that was truly at its peak. She was right and they could all feel it as an incredibly powerful being slowly approached where they were. The Beast King Immortal was walking the mortal plane, returning to claim his bride... ***

Thinking I was kept in the dark, Lana breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "That's good. Take good care of the wedding arrangements. After the baby is born, I'll hand over the company to you and be a housewife." I did not respond but silently opened the wedding invitation, looked at the name on it, and sneered. She had no idea that I already had someone else as the bride, although the wedding was proceeding as planned. The bride's name on the invitation was not Lana Piller. It was Mabel Dawson, my childhood sweetheart. Lana always thought I had no other choice but her, which was why she always acted so superior, thinking she had me completely under her thumb. However, little did she k

Belle felt so emotional that tears came out of her eyes. “Are you crying?” Milana looked at her face. “Yes but I will be fine, I’m just happy for you” “Oh Belle, you just made me emotional too” Milana hugged her. “I’m sorry” “Don’t be” A knock came from the door Belle wiped her tears and smiled “I’m sure it’s your make-up artists and stylist, it’s time to turn you into a beautiful bride” Belle said excitedly. She got up and rushed to open the door for the stylist and makeup artist.

Adriana wiped her tears and grabbed her camera to record. "Bella, smile for me." Bella blew a kiss at the camera. "I'm Bella Moss—the soon-to-be-married, happy bride. Please send me your blessings!" She burst into giggles after speaking. Adriana captured the beautiful moment. "Let's try a few more dresses. I'll take more footage." Bella's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes! I probably won't get married a second time anyway—might as well take the chance to try twenty outfits. It's just going to trouble my poor Adriana baby."

The crown on her head, her light make up seemed expertly done. I moved to the bride and her handsome groom. He didn't look bad at all. The most fashionable male in the room. “Good luck to the most beautiful bride and her groom. I can hardly believe you are here looking this happy and beautiful in one piece. Thank you for being the prince charming she waited for all these years.” “Thanks Belle.” he smiles, showing his sets of perfect teeths. His voice sends chords of goosebumps on my toes, nipples and stomach. Perfect irony: I wore a gown that covered a major part of my skin.

“Today, you are all witnesses to the joining of Prince Layke of Avalon and Princess Belle of Midsummer, as they not only unite in matrimony but unite their kingdoms as one and vow to protect one another’s subjects.” Gladdis proceeded to read a prayer which was sacred in both Avalon and Midsummer, before asking both Belle and Layke to recite their vows. The subjects of the two kingdoms were provided with the opportunity to rebut the union, but no one came forward. Queen Serena had spent most of the ceremony sobbing, which Belle found rather amusing, considering her mother knew this was a marriage for face only.

“I don’t promise, Jett. And I won’t be here with you on my honeymoon and leave my wife in bed if I don’t see huge potential in your Brewery and Distillery.” “Damn right, you’re fool enough. When your brother called me, you’d be here to see me, I thought, you don’t give a crap of the woman you just shared your vows to.” “That’s not true.” “Lovely ceremony, honey. I’m happy for you,” said Belle, patting my back. “I’ll leave you two alone.” She rose from her seat. “And sweetheart, don’t give this man a hard time. A beautiful wife is waiting for him on that island.”

No one could guess what was going on in his mind. "Will you, Annabelle Smith, have Alaric walker to be your husband, to live together in Holy marriage? Will you love him, comfort, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?" The priest asked, holding the cross in one hand. "I do," Belle said with determination in her voice. "With the given authority by God, I pronounce you both as husband and wife." Just as the priest announced, Belle fell on the floor, unconscious.

(Song: Be Someone by Benson Boone) BRANDON (A night before my wedding: 18+) "Come inside." I heard the voice of my soon to be wife, Belle. She had called me earlier. "Hey baby." I said, going inside. "My love." She opened her arms and I went into them. "How are you? Is there a problem?" I asked with concern on my face as I cupped her cheeks. "Of course, no. I wanted to spend time with you before our wedding tomorrow. I have a movie I want us to see together." She passed me a box of popcorn.