Bride Pushes Groom Off Cliff Novels & Stories

How is that possible? The groom slides the ring onto the woman’s finger, smiling down at her while simultaneously shoving a knife into my chest. This scene is worse than any pain I’d felt in prison and worse than the long, lonely separation from the man I love. He would never betray me like that. “You may now kiss the bride.” Everything blurs, growing heavy and fuzzy. Disbelief and denial slam into me just as the pain begins to spread from my heart to the rest of my body. People shout and cheer as the bride and groom kiss, but I want to scream as I stumble back to the door.

I mean he bought a whole Island and a yacht. We had a spa session then in the evening, we hosted a bonfire wine party. We had to invite more girls to the island paying for their flights as well. It was fun spending money I didn't raise a hand to work for, Asphalt is such a blessing to me. “Congratulations, Janet, your husband is so loving. He must really want you to be the best bride of the year," one of the guests praised while I smiled at them. “So when is the wedding?," Another woman asked to join the circle.

She opened her mouth to speak but I didn't notice that and spoke over her. “Will you marry me Miss Odessa Vale?” She closed her mouth slowly and stared at the diamond ring in front of her. “Oh shit, I didn't kneel” I quickly got on one knee. The whole restaurant was staring, people were bringing their phones out to record. Silly me had forgotten how famous we were. She kept staring at the ring and at me. The silence was getting uncomfortable and I was ready to take whatever answer she gave. “Yes, yes I'll marry you Ricardo” she slid her fingers into the ring I was holding, with a beautiful wide smile.

I burst out laughing, and she did the same. After a few minutes, the driver behind us screamed to stop and reversed the car. My breath caught when a car suddenly pulled up in front of me, blocking its path. A group of men emerged from the car, their movements menacing and deliberate. They walked right up to the gorgeous wedding car I have been eyeing. When one of them jerked the door open, mayhem broke out. The bride was dragged out in her immaculate white gown. They pushed her into their car despite her protests and cries, as if it were the most commonplace thing in the world.

I looked down at the screen, my heart stopped beating, The bold, black text of the headline seemed to jump out at me EXCLUSIVE: THE BILLION-DOLLAR MARRIAGE SHAM. LEAKED RECORDING PROVES ANASTASIA BLACK AND DAMIEN VANCE ARE IN A SURROGATE BRIDE CONTRACT TO SECURE FAMILY INHERITANCE. I stared at the screen, my breath catching in my throat. Beneath the headline was an audio play bar. I pressed play with a numb finger. The audio started with static, and then my own voice cut through the speaker, clear and sharp.

The thought immediately brought another wave of nausea. The library at Blank Manor was full of the seven Elders of the Fell Pack—old men in suits with wrinkled hands and pocket watches tucked neatly into their waistcoats. They looked like relics from another century. I tried to keep my eyes on them, tried to appear like the Alpha they expected, but with the worst hangover of my life clawing through my skull, it was a losing battle.

Lorrie violently gasped, her knees nearly giving out. "If you choose to save your sweet bride's mother... the skyscraper's countdown expires and the entire corporate tower collapses into rubble," Amelia detailed, her laughter ringing hollowly through the speakers. "If you choose to save the tower... the mother perishes instantly. A delightful paradox, wouldn't you say?" Then, she leaned closer to the camera lens, her eyes wide with a manic, unhinged intensity. "Oh... and there is one final, magnificent variable I managed to secure for our little family reunion."

“You’re about to marry him, and he still doesn’t know how to keep distance from another woman. I’m going to tell her off.” I held her back. “Don’t.” “Why not?” “Because I’m not marrying him anymore.” Tessa froze. “Not marrying him? Claire, you’re pregnant. Vincent is never going to let you leave.” A voice came from behind us. “Who’s pregnant?”

"Rosalyn, honey, don't let outsiders laugh at us. Pay the bill first, and we'll talk at home." "Helen, you said Bianca was practically your daughter-in-law. Let her help now." Lila cried, "We don't even have rooms anymore! The hotel says they'll remove us from the island if no one pays." "Ask your sweet Bianca." I ended the call. Ten minutes later, the wedding fell apart. Flowers came down. The photographers packed up. The quartet left. Guests started posting videos. The headline spread fast. [Clerk's island wedding collapses after fiancee pulls funding at the altar. Childhood sweetheart seen wearing disputed diamond bracelet.]

"What gives you the right to hit my husband? Looks like you'd prefer to do this the hard way. Tie up all his friends. For every minute he wastes, throw one of them off the cliff!" I struggled against the bodyguards and screamed at her, "Don't you dare!" She pressed her foot down harder, and I could feel my teeth grinding together. "Go ahead and test me. This place is in the middle of nowhere anyway. We'll just say you were buried in a blizzard during the rescue. Nobody will ever know what really happened." They tied up Ethan and the others and shoved them to the edge of the cliff. Julian was the first one to be pushed over. He was so terrified that sweat soaked through his clothes. He scream