Novelas y relatos de Bride By Default

I could do nothing but hug him. "I vowed to never return to a claiming. The years of loneliness start eating at you. I finally knew I could not stay away. Our brides are not just sexual partners, they're companions. When a bride's body is old and frail, unable to perform sexually, it matters not. Friendship fills all voids and a dragon is satisfied. The terrible part is knowing our time is limited once it reaches that point. I flew to your claiming vowing to never love again. Forgive me, bride, for it is you who will suffer the most. Please. Just... be my friend."

I'll go up there, looking how I look and not giving a flying fuck about what his family or he thinks,” I said articulately to make sure she caught every word. My mom took a step closer, she rolled back her shoulders and pressed her lips together. ”I will not let you make a fool of this family. You will get ready and you will be presentable as you marry Alpha Aiden. His entire pack will be welcoming you as their Luna, his parents will be watching and so will we.” ”Just to get this right, I have no say in anything regarding this wedding, including my appearance?” I asked and lifted a finger. She came up to me, her eyes softened and her bottom lip stuck out in a pout. She placed some hair behin

Mum stayed with me, making sure I looked my best. “Are you sure about this?” she asked at last, probably because I didn’t look excited. “We’re already here,” I replied. “Let’s go.” I haven’t seen Brooke for the past seven days since I arrived at his pack. It’s tradition for the bride not to see the groom seven days before the wedding. My parents are here. So is my brother. Whatever happens today is for the best. Slowly, I approached the marital ground under the full moon, my long gown trailing behind me. I could already see the crown. Tonight, I will be mated to Brooke and become the Luna of the Virex pack.

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

"Well, that day, your grandma and I helped the missus get dressed. She asked me to find something blue for her, as part of the bridal tradition. Your grandma went to retrieve a pair of earrings that her grandfather had sent as something borrowed." Maximus's confusion showed on his face, so Emma clarified. "Sir, it's a wedding tradition. The bride is supposed to wear something new, something old, something borrowed, and something blue. Since the missus didn't have close family with her, your grandma and I were helping her fulfill that tradition." Maximus's expression softened slightly as he listened, but his eyes remained sharp. "Go on."

Fedora had never envisioned herself in the wedding business, but Bridal Fix was not a typical wedding company. There were no flower arrangements, no giddy brides dreaming of their big day, no childhood fairytales being fulfilled. Instead, Bridal Fix operated in a world of necessity, where marriage was a tool, a strategy, an answer to problems that money alone could not solve.

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

“You’ll be an interesting one to see rise, my boy.” I hold my grin and nod. They aren’t wrong to question. I don’t mind proving. Suddenly, the main the doors open, and everyone is startled. The bride isn’t supposed to be out for a few more minutes. No music playing. I glance as a few people gasp. Vivian. She steps through the doors with a flower in hand, a white rose. She looks…like a doll. Perfect, porlien, with never ending blonde curls. This wound’t be a problem.

The moment Adriana called, he would smile and leave without hesitation, letting my words fade into silence. "You were the one who proposed first. I only said yes because I loved you…" In that instant, I went from a woman immersed in the joy of marriage to a lonely bystander. Even now, I had no say in choosing the wedding venue. I spent the night at a friend's place, and Carlo didn't reach out to me once. The next day, I completed my work handover. The moment I stepped through the door, I heard Adriana laughing. "Snow has to fall from the mountains during the vows. That's what makes it romantic."

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."