Novelas y relatos de Bride By Default

“You seem intelligent enough to understand the need for clarity.” I looked down. My breath caught. A contract. Cold. Precise. Brutal. Clause One: No emotional expectations between parties. Clause Two: The bride will not be given the title of Luna. Clause Three: The bride will have no authority or participation in pack decisions. Clause Four: The bride’s primary and only purpose is to bear strong heirs within a reasonable timeframe. A tremor ran through me. I didn’t look up immediately. I couldn’t. The words blurred, sharp edges digging into my mind like shards of glass.

"I have an announcement to make." They both turned their full attention to me. "I'm listening," Vivianne said, crossing her arms. "All of my bridesmaids are required to bring their man to the wedding," I said, keeping my face completely blank. "If you don't want to bring your husband, that’s fine, but you’ll have to find someone else to bring. You can borrow a man if you have to." Nyra relaxed immediately, knowing she was exempt, but Vivianne’s eyes went wide. She looked like I’d just insulted her heritage.

They take their places on the right, while the groom steps up to the monk’s stand. I can see the blond is nervous, though he hides his emotions quite well from everyone else. And then the music changes, and we see the bride. Vasmiya is radiant and stunning. She wears a long dress of soft milky color with a fitted, embroidered corset. The brunette’s hair is arranged in intricate braids adorned with snow-white flowers. She glows with happiness and excitement. The moment she sees her husband, a sincere smile lights up the bride’s beautiful face. It wasn’t for nothing that I married them. Looking at them now, I understand that my decision—though hasty and unexpected—was the right one.

"'Bride must have relevant aviation credentials.' They wrote that into a merger covenant." "Old money is eccentric." "Old money is unhinged." She crossed her arms. "And Celeste agreed to this?" My whole body exhaled a sigh as I threw my head back and searched for stars. Fat luck in the middle of London. “Of course not.” There was a world of regret and pain and trepidation in those three words. "Right." Maya's voice was careful. "So why was Celeste engaged to him in the first place if the clause was always going to be a problem?"

Playing their game. -Go away. -She said. Brahim stared at her, not understanding anything. The back of his hand caressed her warm cheek. "You're crazy," he swore. He didn't wait for an explanation, he certainly didn't care. The bride, dressed in her enormous, pompous and flashy dress, was left alone in the middle of the aisle. She felt a great emptiness inside her. It was the uncertainty of not knowing who she was or why she ended up in the hands of the Tonali brothers.

I challenged confidently. "I can tell that you are very razz and you can do anything for money, so let's do this. I don't have a bride for my wedding day, so how about I pay you to be my substitute Bride for a period of one year. It's going to be a win win situation, you get the money you are desperately looking for and I get married on the 28th as planned, what do you say?

She burst into tears and ran out, hands covering her face. Then I felt the heat of his breath by my ear. "Let's finish the wedding first. I'll explain everything later, okay?" With the nuisance out of the picture and me not quite in the mood to make a scene, the guests stayed quiet, and the ceremony moved along quickly. Not long after, I was in the bridal room, slapping the mattress hard with my palm. 'What the hell was that earlier? Was that supposed to be some kind of seductive act? Hmph. As if that would work on me.'

I'm marrying Apphia! " I'm getting married," I murmur, and we toast to that. Thirty minutes later, I'm standing on the aisle, waiting for my beautiful mate to enter the chapel. The chapel is packed, as Blade mentioned earlier. At least every alpha and beta of every pack has come. The music announces the bride, and everyone stands at attention. Her brother walks her in. My breath gets caught in my throat. It feels like falling in love with her again. I've never seen a more beautiful woman. Her elaborate, off-the-shoulder, elegant white dress, complete with a long train and veil, is astonishing. Nico purrs.

the Bride said. A parchment appeared before her—black ink and red signatures with a blank space below. Camela blinked in surprise. “How do I sign?” she asked, her voice shaking. “No pen?” The bride smiled coldly. “You don’t need one. Just use your mouth,” she replied. Camela felt warmth rise in her chest, and her skin glimmered as the ring floated near her lips. “Speak your name,” the Bride commanded. "And the contract will be sealed."

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.