Bride Of Discord Novels & Stories

Draven said, teeth bared. “No,” Kade said. “You know the version the House wrote for itself.” He looked at Lillieth. “The Hollow King’s bride wasn’t stolen. She chose MoonRiver to end a war. Your mother carried the ember because the first bride refused to bear a son that would inherit an oathbreaker’s throne. The witch isn’t punishing a sin; she’s enforcing a contract.” Greta clicked her tongue. “Of course love ruined the fine print.” Lillieth’s chest tightened. “So I’m… what? The clause?”

“What do you want, Brisge? You don't even have permission to enter the mansion.” She laughed and spread her arms, stretching calmly. “I want us to work together. Beta Victor is looking for a warrior to be Bradley's whore's maid, and you're perfect for that,” she hinted. Her words confused me. What was this woman thinking? “Why would I do that? I already refused to be his maid, I don't want to...” My words hung in the air when Bridge interrupted, “Are you always this foolish? Keep your enemies close...” Bridge began to tell me her plans, leaving me a little intrigued.

He added, snapping me out of my dazed thoughts again. Thank you moon goddess for making this possible. In a world of fated mates chosen by the moon goddess, choosing me means something deep, like recognizing a true bond. I smile wide, my eyes lighting up a bit as I loop my arm through his. His skin is warm, his muscles hard and strong under my touch, like the body of a wolf ready to pounce. “Harlan, we are finally mating…” He does not react much. He just nods once. Shortly, the dressing room door swings open, and the emcee’s voice booms through the hall. “Now, let’s welcome the alpha and his bride to the stage!”

And Cherry on the top, my bride had three possessive brothers. 'But I am ready to fight with everyone if at the end of everything my prize is my human bride.', I thought but the biggest problem was still not mentioned above. 'Will my bride accept me for what I am and will she leave her family, siblings, her living body, and her world to be with me?' . . I couldn't stop myself from staring at her. She looked kind of cute with her round chubby cheeks and her doe eyes. I didn't want to go on her sexy curvy figure because it was already perfect.

his hands at his sides, and Sophia noticed something she’d never seen before: his fingers were opening and closing at his sides, a tiny repetitive motion, like a man working up the nerve to reach for something.He was nervous.Dominic Cross who could dismantle an empire before breakfast and make a room full of killers go silent with a look was nervous about marrying her.Judge Conway opened the book. The words were the same words every couple heard: do you take, to have and to hold, in sickness and health. They sounded different at midnight with no witnesses and a bodyguard by the door and the city glittering below like a circuit board running on power that the groom controlled.“Do you, Domini

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

"I've made my decision. She will be my queen." For one suspended heartbeat, nothing happened at all. The candles didn't flicker. The crowd didn't breathe. And then thunder cracked overhead — sudden, violent, utterly wrong for a night that had been perfectly clear only moments before, the kind of sound that belonged to storms, not to clear skies over a palace garden. Pain seared through my shoulder like a brand pressed straight to the bone, and I bit back a cry as a mark bloomed beneath my skin, spreading like ink through water, gold light flickering just beneath the surface before settling into something permanent. The mate bond has been sealed.

“And no one touches her.” The queen scoffs. “This pairing will not benefit our kingdom, Odis. Jeremy should complete the mate bond with her and keep her as a mistress. Bridget is far more fit to be the next Luna. She would gladly take him back, despite their severed bond.” The room became silent, my already unstable heart thumping with more fury. At this point, I am ready to bolt for it. Let them all simmer in their dysfunctionality. "I NEVER loved that cheating bitch!” Drud’s voice roars. “I have my mate here. How dare you question the Goddess’ decision, again?”

While she moaned in pleasure, her eyes filled with trust and adoration, I injected a heavy dose of my venom into her veins. It was agonizing for me, seeing her this way, knowing that she could never fight the darkness within her. My heart shattered as fate twisted cruelly. My Bride couldn’t escape her own nature. With tears burning my eyes, I had placed my slumbering Bride in a coffin and buried it deep within the earth, leaving her in an eternal sleep until I could find a way to cure her thirst.

Didi’s mother, Ruth, scowled from the sidelines, glaring daggers, but Vera didn’t flinch. The press went wild. Cameras clicked, capturing every sharp glance, every small tremor, every forced smile. Vera pulled back, leaving Didi visibly shaken. “An applause for the bride, please,” Vera said sweetly, voice carrying across the room. Claps erupted immediately, polite at first, then swelling as everyone tried to capture the moment. Vera winked at Didi—and at Charles—deliberately, a small spark of mischief in her eyes. Didi’s lips twitched, attempting a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Charles’ knuckles whitened around his side.