Bride Running Novels & Stories

JADE I was running, running so fast. My feets dug deep into the wet, black soil as I sprinted through what seemed like a very dark forest. I stumbled upon shrubs, branches and tall grasses on my way and I had so many cuts and bruises from them. But I just had to run as fast as I could. Someone was chasing me. Someone that wanted me to kill me. The unknown murderer was angry, blood thirsty and revengeful. My heart drummed in my ears and my body was going weak from exhaustion.

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 .

She only held her head up higher not one to feel easily intimidated. Normally, more like from the videos she's watched, most of the brides are accompanied by so many friends and family so imagine everyone's surprise when she walked in with only three other women beside her but not to forget to add, ridiculously beautiful ladies. Some of them have questions in their eyes but the way they are staring at them, you could tell they don't want to ask but rather know who they are. They are struck with their beauty, they make it obvious.

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?

<<7PM>> Mia looks at herself in the mirror, Carl had sent over 10 people to come dress her up, Her wedding gown was quite simple for the kind off status Carl had but her Make up was exquisite Her Mom and Brother had also dressed up but what confused them was why Carl wanted them to get married in the night, it was very weird and creepy *Honk* A Car honk was heard and when Mia steps outside, she was shocked to see a black Limo, shining brightly under the moon light "Woahh" Mia says alongside her brother Damien who quickly rushes to the car and was about entering but was stopped by a man in black "For the bride only" The man says and Damien pouts, he turns to Mia who rolled her eyes, She had i

Especially not Stella. But then, the whispers started as I began to walk down. “She should really change. It’s rude to the bride,” one woman muttered, her lip curling as she leaned toward her friend. “Doesn’t she know it’s not her day?” Around them, heads turned, whispers spreading like wildfire. A few exchanged glances, their expressions filled with judgement. I stopped in my tracks as their words filled my ears. They thought Stella was the bride. Most of these people had been invited by Leo's family, since I had no one on my side, so they didn't know who the bride was.

"Look into the camera and repeat after me. Tell her you welcome the baby and will step away as my wife. Tell her you wish us happiness." I wanted to look away, but Zachary's hand forced me to look into the camera. His shoes were trampling all over the crown jewel of a gown that had been torn off its hanger. He spent hours and a mountain of effort bidding on that in an auction. "You're the best fit for a gown, no one else," he once said. Now, he was stepping on that very diamond while forcing me to give my place to his mistress. I didn't bother moving.

And that would be a disaster. I should turn and face him, but I can't. All I can do is stand there, ashamed, humiliated, and listen to the sound of his footsteps closing in behind me. "You know, I've heard of a runaway bride before, but never a runaway fiancée." I feel the warmth of his body and smell his scent and brace myself for his touch. It never comes. "You have to at least let me start the ceremony before you make your escape, Dora."

“Oh, that’s the best part.” My chest tightened. “They say he gets bored easily,” she continued. “And when he does, he takes it out on his wives.” Wives. Plural. “Broken bones,” she said casually. “Bruises that don’t heal. Locked rooms. Screaming that no one comes to help with.” I felt sick. “One girl ran,” she added. “They found her weeks later. Quiet. Very quiet.” I shook my head. “Stop,” I whispered. She laughed softly. “Why? You should know what you’re marrying into.”

Six carats was simply because Mabel liked that number for good luck, Lana sure knew how to flatter herself. Just as I was about to explain, a gentle female voice came from the back of the wedding car. "Cruz, is something wrong?" I immediately opened the back door, took the hand of Mabel, who was wearing a wedding dress. I smiled. "Nothing, I just ran into a lunatic. Come on, Darling. It's almost time. Everyone's waiting for us inside!"