Bride Mail Novels & Stories

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.

Starting from the bottom, I began to read the first email: “Hello Matriarch Alessandra, I hope this email finds you well. I received your invitation to your wedding scheduled to hold on June 7, 2024. We are happy to let you know that we will be coming to your wedding. Of course, your wedding is one which we cannot afford to miss. You are a very important woman in our society and have contributed immensely to us. We will be there, and yes, we wish you a happy married life in advance. Yours truly,

I lost count after the list kept gremails,in my emails" which is true. It withasixtpeople, at 6 pweree which was, the bride, her maid of honour, the mother of the bride, and three bridesmaids and now the list has grown from six to 23. Big jump, Catherine. "That's brides for you. I'll let the lady know you'll do it. It's from 2 p.m. until 6 p.m., and she's willing to pay well," Gary says while jabbing a number into his office phone. "Oh yeah?" I ask more curiously for my own good.

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“You said it like a spell.” “It was a spell. A delicious one.” Robin shook her head, smiling. “I can’t believe how far we’ve come. From arguing over caffeine to coordinating flower girls and eldritch RSVP returns.” “Oh yeah,” I said. “Still not over the one from the lake spirit. Who even sends a reply in congealed fog?” “He meant well,” Robin said, trying not to laugh. “He spelled your name wrong. It said ‘To the Bride and her Mortal Companion.’”

"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."

Caroline thought Cheryl and Jack were shy, so she laughed. "Oh, come on. Why were you both silent when I mentioned your marriage?" Cheryl glanced at Jack before she said hesitantly, "Caroline, there's a custom in my village that our bridesmaids have to be single…" Cheryl was implying that Caroline couldn't be her bridesmaid because she was already married. "You guys have a rule like that?" Caroline asked. "Yeah," Cheryl replied. "It's fine. After all…" Caroline said, "I'm going to be single soon. Your village doesn't have a rule that divorcees can't be bridesmaids, right?"

Babe you know it's just a wedding it doesn't have to be so extravagant " Ayden stared at Brianna as though she had said absolutely nothing. "Your custom made wedding dress from That Chanel brand is ready, they'll ship everything you need to wear the items next week to the island". Brianna chuckled. "Isn't Gema supposed to be taking care of that information" "Doesn't mean I too can't be involved in the process darling ". Both Brianna and Ayden smiled as they held onto each other staring at the beautiful villa Ayden had reserved for their one month of pre - honeymoon before the actual wedding ceremony arrived.

He opened his and it was a matching couple set of pyjamas. "Wow! It's so cute." I smiled. He gave me the smaller one and then, he took the bigger one. Caden smiled as he looked at the pyjamas. Caden and I looked at each other and laughed. Just then, my phone buzzed and I quickly got it. I opened my phone and when I saw it was a message from Lauren, my heart skipped. I opened the message slowly and the text read, "Don't be too drawn into the marriage. Do not fall in love with Caden Holtons. Remember that you are just a fake and substitute bride. He is mine!"

He grunted as he took the document to which he signed without fault. “You’re right.” She muttered as he pushed it back over. She took a deep breath as she stared at the empty line clearly calling out to her.This was it. She was about to sell her soul, her body, her dignity, for a sum that could change her life forever. And so she did, signed the papers in the blink of an eye. “Perfect.” The lawyer clapped his hands, “Mr Ashford, Miss Heathrow. By the signage of this document, I can pronounce you a newly wedded couple. I would say kiss the bride if this was under much better—