Bride Of Discord Novels & Stories

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

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Its empty, glowing crimson eyes locked instantly onto the silver bundle in Selena's trembling arms. Then, the spirit spoke. The sound was like grinding stone and shattering glass—a voice broken and distorted by centuries of confinement in the dark. ***"RETURN... THE DRAGON BRIDE."*** Absolute, suffocating silence slammed down upon the courtyard. Kael blinked, his mouth hanging open as he looked at the floating ghost. "What?" Selena stared in complete, unvarnished shock, pulling baby Luna closer to her heart. "What did that thing just say?" Killian’s jaw tightened to the point of cracking, his golden aura flaring to maximum capacity to shield his family from the spectral chill. "What did it m

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.

ASTRID My eyelids felt like they were glued shut with lead. I tried to open them, but the world remained dark, heavy, and distant. Voices cut through the fog of my mind—loud, angry, clashing like thunder in my skull. They were fighting. The brothers. “You absolute fool, Kaveh!” Arman’s shout exploded, raw and furious. “She nearly died again because of you! We finally have her back after years, and you risk everything because she throws a tantrum? I told you! I warned you she wasn’t ready!”

His deep, commanding voice resonated through me, igniting that familiar heat low in my belly despite the chill in the air. Elias leaned in from my left, his charming smile softening into something deeper and more vulnerable as he pressed a kiss to the sensitive spot beneath my ear. “The Thornvale rivals have been repelled for now. Your power, awakened and honed, turned the tide during last night’s defensive ritual. You are no longer just our summoned bride—you are our equal, our heart, our unbreakable bridge.”

Luka had drawn his blade out of instinct, though it hung useless now at his side. Emilia turned back toward the rest of the council, her eyes glowing faintly red. “Anyone else feel the need to insult their queen?” Silence. No one moved. No one breathed. She swept her gaze across them like a blade. “You may dislike me. Fear me. Hate what I am,” she said coldly. “But you will not disrespect me. I am the Blood Bride, the one who walked into a coven of ancient witches and made it burn.” Her hand lifted slightly. The torches lining the walls flared.

“Your presence is not welcomed here, human. Had my blood not yearned for and summoned for your body, I would not have made an appearance. I expect you to vacate my temple once tomorrow arrives. Do you understand?” With a furrowed brow, I grip his wrists tightly, feeling the tension in my own body. “I am without a place to go. It is my destiny to be present here. I am your bride!” “You are mistaken. You are to be my bride a year from now, and it seems that you are a year ahead of schedule,” He releases my chin, and his knuckles brush softly along my cheek. As soon as his touch comes, I feel a sense of calm wash over me, and I close my eyes to fully immerse myself in the feeling. His touch was

I spoke underneath my breath. "Luciano please do not make a fuss. You know the situation of things at hand. La sposa non sembra accettare." My mother retorted back. "The bride should not even be given a choice to accept or not!" I frothed on the inside, the mere thought of all this getting me so livid.

"I've been married for a long time now. It's legal and official. You're just too arrogant, too lost in your own world to notice." Percy grabbed the certificate and read it over and over. The color drained from his face. Even then, he refused to accept it. "No... No way... It's fake. We never broke up. How could you marry someone behind my back? You loved me so much." I cut straight through his delusion. "The moment you decided to make me compete with the women for the role of your bride, I stopped loving you completely. "Didn't you say Sabrina was young, pretty, and full of energy, and that she was the perfect choice for a bride? Since you already had your ideal bride, why couldn't I get mar