Bride Of Discord Novels & Stories

“Today, the goddess herself shall bless your bond.” Where is mother? ‘Christen asked ‘, She's bonding with her daughter in-law, Orren answered, and they all laughed. Christen bowed his head slightly. “Thank you, Father. I only pray I am worthy of her — of Liora.” Eldric smiled knowingly. “A true mate is not about worth, my boy. It’s about purpose. And the two of you… your destinies were written in the same breath.” Outside, the trumpets changed their tone — a sign that the bride was approaching.

Something inside me finally snaps. I stumble up to my feet. Caspian and Lycena stop kissing. The Head Elder coughs. “A-Alpha, h-how do we proceed?” she asks in a stuttery voice. “What sort of dumb question is that?!” Lycena snarls. “Get us married!” “Do as she says.” Caspian tells the Head Elder. The woman spares me a glance of sympathy before she goes ahead to obey her Alpha and her new Luna. “We are gathered here today to witness the union of Alpha Caspian King and his Chosen Bride and Luna, Lycena Bale. Now……”

Dustin’s grin only annoyed him more, but Drake relented, content to stare at Freya from across the aisle. Dustin’s heart pounded louder with each passing second. Was his wife safe? He whispered once more into his earpiece. “Mr. Stuart, where is my wife?” “Master, here comes your bride,” came the steady reply. Relief surged through him, dissolving his nerves into pure anticipation. The music shifted, soaring into the haunting strains of Don’t Say Goodbye, Rihanna’s bridal march. Gasps filled the cathedral and echoed across live broadcasts worldwide as the scene shifted. The chaos of gunfire and smoke vanished, replaced by dazzling white mist. The haunting melody lingered as the haze slowly li

This was the bounding and illusion eroding to reveal the true form of the bride, shocking everyone in the room, making the two men stop fighting and observing the change happen. The bride continued squealing as the form began to change, and soon, she revealed herself to be a large Sow in the wedding clothing. Breathing heavily as the change was very taxing, she looked upon the humans before her and wondered what she did to deserve such treatment. This surprised everyone in the room; the bride was a female pig, and suddenly, there was a voice in the room. “This is a small punishment for trying to take my wife from me. Did you really think I would allow you to take what is rightfully mine?” Th

My heart skipped a beat when I looked up to realize we were already outside, and all too soon, the Lycan was pressing his lips to mine, Kalden had nodded his goodbyes to me with all the maiden’s gathered, and I was trying to reign in my tears and the bitterness clawing at my throat. “Attention soldiers!” Hector screamed, and I heard the distinct yelp of a woman beside me as the thunder of the skies breaking and darkening above us followed his voice. The fat bead of a lone raindrop had me cross-eyed in the foyer as I tried to discreetly shake off an old maiden’s iron grip as she latched on to me mindlessly, heaving sobs that made the Lycan’s words dim in my ears before I was able to get away.

The red hair bride replied, “We might give birth to eggs since this is a dragon kingdom.” Nora cut their talks with her frustrating words, “That’s the matter should be worried by the bride who was chosen by our crown prince. Not you.” All the brides were irritated and Ash coloured hair bride told her, “What does a warrior doing in the group of brides? Does the warrior think she might be picked for her sword?” The brunette bride replied the ash hair bride, “She is been following our crown prince like a puppy but he doesn’t even gave his grace to this warrior.”

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Then she felt a small pinch at her thighs, she also felt the cold liquid transfusing deep into her body and merging with her blood. No!, No! She felt unbelievably cold, her eyes blurred with tears as her fierce fight turned into light squeaks. "Sylvester" ~ ~ ~ THE BRIDE WAS GONE, hauled from the chapel the way a victorious warrior carried the spoils from war. Danica's wide, horrified gaze met devyn chevon for a split second before swiftly averting, her stomach plummeting. She’d been trembling ever since the doors to the estate where the bride was in flew open and the strange man stood framed in the arched doorway like an avenging devil.

I laugh—loud, bright, vicious. Draven’s gaze snaps to me. He raises one hand. Silence falls. “The communion will be performed in three nights,” he says, voice velvet over steel. “The bride is proving… a challenge.” I step forward until every eye is on me. “A challenge?” I repeat, loud enough for the rafters. “You want me to spread my legs for a monster who locked me in a tomb my first night here? You want me to smile while you murder me for your convenience? I was sold by my own blood, dragged across a dead sky in a cage, and greeted with contempt. So no, I will not be your willing little sacrifice. If your precious Veil tears, let it tear. I am done paying for sins that are not mine.”

“She told me that English men like a woman to bleed on the wedding night, but many lasses don’t, even if they have not been with a man. She told me that lasses put a leach in their channel for a bit a day or two before the wedding to make a weak spot so coupling will shed some blood. I had thought that all the emissary would need was a bloody sheet and mother's trick would provide that for us.” “You deceived the king’s emissary, and therefore the king himself.” “Not as much as you did, Groigair Padraig Alasdair MacInnis.” Padraig scowled at her and grabbed the counterpane, tossing it back to reveal her nakedness. Eliana gasped when grabbed her ankle and tugged her quickly to the edge of the