Novel & Cerita Bride To Be, Not Me

Bella said again. "Took her long enough." Don mumbled as he puffed more smoke out. "He also said you should get ready, the wedding still holds tommorow." Bella said but there was no reply from him. "You know, I don't get why you aren't happy with this. I mean, she is beautiful and looks smart too." Bella said again as she placed her hand under her chin. "She isn't my type of girl and you know that." Don stated simply, still puffing smoke out from his mouth.

I'm set for this, born for this. This is the day I've been waiting for for two weeks. All my life when it came to an abrupt stop when I was told I'll be getting married to Sebastian Spenser two weeks ago. I couldn't say no. No wasn't an option. In fact, my opinion doesn't matter. I get the call to do this and I do it irrespective of whether I love the man or not. I couldn't consider running away either. Is this how marriage is supposed to look like? Where the bride gets sent home in company of a driver and the husband wanders off to God knows where? Is the wife supposed to wait for her husband on their wedding night and then what?

Right now, I’m only one thing: the bride who begged to be fucked senseless by a room full of strangers. A hand grips my jaw, forcing my gaze up to the mirror above. “Watch, bride. Watch as we ruin you.” If I go through with the wedding, this will be the only memory that’s truly mine. The first hard cock presses against my soaked lace, promising everything I just asked for. My moan tangles in my throat as I realize… It’s already too late to take it back.

echoed through the gilded hall. The church door opened slowly and ceremoniously. The spotlight pooled on the bride's silhouette. It illuminated Maddison and me. I gritted my teeth as the pain in my chest grew. I could hear the crowd whisper. "Wait, what's going on? Isn't the bride supposed to be Taylor Jones? Why is Maddison the one in it?" "Did they confuse who the bride should be?" "The bride's become the bridesmaid! Is this a prank?!" I forced myself to weather the humiliation and led Maddison to the stage.

I have to, I have someone I'm going to marry and I'm not coming back Don't look for me I already left the country, take care of the house and pay the debt, if you don't want to be homeless..... Whatever it takes a kid to survive...."

“I should be happy, but I'm not! So what?” “No, no, no, Bri. Listen to me.” She reached out, trying to touch my arm to force me to turn back around, but I brushed her fingers off. She kept going anyway. “Today is your wedding day. How could you stand up there and say I do when the real answer inside you is I do not? Brianna, please think.” Was that a cracked, crying laugh I heard slipping through her tone?

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

Caroline spat, her face twisting into disdain. “Mother is right, father. Big brother should be with someone of his own class, not this worthless scum. Ever since he got married to her, my friends have started avoiding me. Even Jessy won’t talk to me anymore.” Beatrice added with a frown, her voice dripping with hatred.

he stated simply. Todd's eyes widened. Was the man not going to force a marriage of convenience on him? Would he be able to choose freely? Regardless, Todd already knew he only wanted a contracted marriage. He had no time for things like commitment or love. No, his wife would have to understand that this marriage would be in name only. "However..." Jan began, "I want her to be a virginal bride." "What?!" Todd croaked. "Yes, a virgin bride. I am a very religious man, you know, and even though I have never pushed you to attend church with me, it's very important to me that you find a virtuous young lady. Also, I ask that there be no sex before marriage," he specified.

However, suddenly Hayden stopped in his track as if his mind had just thought of something. “…who is she?” Hayden asked as he pointed a finger at me. I’m the girl you’re supposed to be marrying but I guess you don’t realize that or anything else because you are dead drunk, I screamed inside my own head. “That is your bride, Hayden!” the boss screamed, clearly losing whatever little patient that he had. “…she’s not my bride,” Hayden stated firmly. Oh…wow. What a turn of events. I was sure that no bride standing at the alter expected or wanted to be rejected by her groom-to-be, but I was thrilled at what I was hearing. Please break off this stupid engagement so I can go home with my grandma. P