Bride Of Water God Kdrama 소설 & 이야기

Littered in the middle were the older creatures that could eat or not eat as to let them know they were welcome. A bustle was blushing through the territory and it was only an hour before the great union takes place. Meanwhile, Raven and Alpha king Sebastian were at the enchanted pool of eternal water. With the Moon Goddess Priestess, they stood naked in the waters and poured handfuls of the water over each other’s heads while repeating after their Priestess, “This blessed water washes over you,” They trickled the water over each other’s heads, “Breaking any tie you ever held with anyone else prior to me,” they took another handful and poured it over their hearts, “This water represents the

“When you were born, Dad and Marco loved you. Too much. They swore you’d be their little princess.” “I didn’t allow it.” Her eyes glittered with madness. “I’m the princess of this family. You were a threat.” “So I pulled out Mom’s oxygen tube after her surgery.” “I made them think she died because of you.” My knees nearly buckled. “What…?” “You… you killed Mom?” “She was innocent!” “So?” Valentina shrugged. “And I’ll take the rest of your life too.” “Today’s wedding is only the beginning.” “I’ll show you what real despair tastes like.”

She drew in a shaky breath and glanced down at the surface of the water, watching the faint ripples where her body disturbed it. The water seemed to mirror her heartbeat now—quickening with each thought of him, slowing when she tried to pull away. It was alive, in some strange, quiet way. Watching her. Holding her. The sigil beneath her breast throbbed once, warm and steady, like it too was aware of the gaze she bore. “Is this what it means to be claimed?” she asked, barely louder than the mist around her. “No,” he answered. “This is what it means to be chosen.”

She was wearing a sleeveless hoodie and black cargo pants. She turned slowly when she heard me approaching. Her grey eyes were piercing and sharp. "Well, well," she drawled lazily. "The bride's up." I blinked. "And you are?" She popped her gum. "Rayne. With a 'y', not an 'i'. Try to remember that if I ever have to kill someone for you." I squinted. "Comforting." She grinned, her tongue poking her cheek. "You're smaller than I expected. But the attitude makes sense."

At the center of it all, half-sunken and veiled in moss, she finds it: a shrine made of driftwood, clay… and human ribs. Inside, she finds a carved figure — part woman, part fish — wrapped in black cloth and sealed with red twine. The moment she touches it, the water around her begins to rise. Bride of the River Mira wakes at the river’s edge with the idol clutched to her chest — her arms covered in script she never wrote, glowing faintly green. Back in the village, Kojo confronts her. He’s terrified — but not of the river. Of her.

I challenged confidently. "I can tell that you are very razz and you can do anything for money, so let's do this. I don't have a bride for my wedding day, so how about I pay you to be my substitute Bride for a period of one year. It's going to be a win win situation, you get the money you are desperately looking for and I get married on the 28th as planned, what do you say?

That made me stop, I take a step back and rake a hand through my hair. “Did you see what they did to her!? She’s lying there with three broken ribs, three!” I kicked at a small stone fountain and the structure breaks immediately. Water sprays everywhere, drenching both Aiden and I. “ I understand your anger my lord but you must be calm and help her heal.” He places a hand on my shoulder, “remember her parents and people she knows live there also.” I sigh, he’s right. “He better stays clear of me till his life ends.” Aiden chuckles and dust off dust from his suit.

"Do you take this woman.." "I've done this six times already," Nero interrupted. "Just skip to the end." The priest's face went pale. "But Alpha, the sacred vows require…" "Five minutes ago, she killed my last bride. I think we can bypass the sacred part." I stood there in a dead woman's dress, leaves still tangled in my hair, and wondered if this was actually happening or if I'd hit my head harder than I thought when I fell. The priest cleared his throat nervously. "Do you, Alpha Nero Blackwater, take this woman as your bride?"

"Only she is worthy of you!" "Royal Gold? A lie wrapped in scales!" The voice dripped with contempt. I turned my head slowly. Drakon Vexis, Crown Prince of the Scarlet Sun Kingdom, stood a few paces away. His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at me. Then he swept his robes aside and dropped to his knees before his father. "Father, I love Lady Vania Ashford. I will take her as my princess. My mate. My bride." His voice was iron.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the