Bride Of Discord Novels & Stories

Victoria had prepared a video recording of the family's advice and well wishes, to welcome Hailey as the new bride. The large curved projection opened, but instead of the elegant piano music expected, a deafening rock drumbeat filled the air. On the screen, a chaotic dance party unfolded, with the words "All Night Manor" sparkling on the DJ stage. "All Night Manor?" Natalie was shocked. If she wasn't mistaken, this was from the night of Adrian's bachelor party. She had planned to record a video of Adrian, but Oliver had dragged her away. It wasn't a fond memory, and Natalie's face darkened as she avoided looking at Oliver.

“As is your sister-in-law, your niece will grow up in a few years as well. They will all make fine additions to the red-light district. We always need pack breeders. They will do finely.” I’m beginning to feel sick now, my whole body trembling, “You can’t do this.” Jason shrugs, his eyes holding triumph. He inspects his nails, “Well, I can always send them back if you hold on to your side of the deal. Become mine.” “I have a true mate!” “That’s not my problem,” Jason looks at me, his expression flat now. “You broke a deal. You can either crawl back to me and I spare your family’s lives or you can go back to Adam and play house.”

My friend was already dead so I should be grateful for their help. "THE BRIDE PLEASE "the priest announced . The choirs began to sing the bride music,the whole congregation stood up to welcome her ,the door which had been closed up after my arrival was opened and the so called bride walked in dressed in a sea blue sparkling dress ,her face was covered with a veil so I couldn't see how ugly she looked . She had five bride maids tailing behind her and they were disturbingly the maids I had raped ,next to her was a woman I had never seen before ,she was bringing her to the stage ,does that mean she doesn't have a father ,how unfortunate .

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

"One worthy of standing beside me." He extended his hand, and my world shattered completely. Vanessa stepped onto the platform. My best friend. The girl I'd known since we were children. The one I'd told everything to—every secret, every fear, every dream about being Ryker's Luna. She wore a dress identical to mine, except hers was white. Pure. Perfect. She wouldn't meet my eyes. "I, Ryker Moontide, choose Vanessa Greyson as my mate and my Luna." The bond snapped.

said Duke Alantoin ending the conversation. Ben Broke also thought hard, his beloved wife could not allow the only daughter she loved the most to be sacrificed for their welfare. "Don't you have another daughter, Ben?" asked the former barmaid - Brenda - with a slight curve of her lips. That's why the Black Prince and Amanda White's marriage agreement happened.

*Constant sex is allowed *" What the hell does Hunter thinks he's doing. I rush to his room. He look up from his laptop and smirk. "What do you want wiffy " he says and i huff. "What's the meaning of this " I say showing him the contract. "Oh that? That's a norms for married couple. Right? " he says and smirk. "Nooo, I want it changed, and besides our marriage is not real " I told him. "Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year "

But the moment he stepped into the chamber, his eyes drifted. They landed on the bed—on the bruised, torn body of the warlord’s bride. On the marks she hadn’t spoken of. The pain she’d borne in silence. Rhazien moved instantly, faster than thought. He positioned himself between them with a force that cracked the air. A snarl tore from his throat, reverberating like a tremor through the chamber. "Look at her again and I'll rip the sight from your skull." The Spymaster flinched, then dropped his gaze to the floor.

Coughing uncontrollably, wheezing for breath Vladimir gazed at his bride in confusion, the fierce protectiveness in her eyes sent an icy shiver down his spine. The Vampire King and his bride's harsh breaths echoed in the silent mansion. Vladimir watched in disbelief as his bride took a fighting stance in front of Amell. She hadn't even thought twice before harming her soulmate for another man. . . His little one had made it very clear where her loyalty lay. Vladimir's eyes darkened when the wizard looked him in the eyes while placing a sloping kiss on his bride's cheek from behind, deliberately igniting him. "Tell me you miss me rebel."

I reached for the Original Silence. I took the Sovereign-Fang—the weapon that had grown from the Hunt, the Soul, and the Design—and I didn't strike the Priest. I Struck the Altar. I drove the blade of red-gold sinew into the "Original Contract" on the blackened marrow. I didn't try to save my love; I Divorced the Loom. "I AM THE BRIDE WHO REFUSES THE RING!" I roared, the White Light of the Origin erupting from my spirit not as a sun, but as a Tidal Wave of Raw, Un-Sanctified Anarchy.