Brides Revenge Novels & Stories

I should have smiled and nodded and counted my blessings. Instead I heard myself ask, "Who was she? The real bride?" Something shifted behind his eyes. Just slightly. Just for a second. "That is not your concern." "I wore her dress," I said. "I spoke her vows. I think it's a little bit my concern." His jaw tightened. "Her name is Vivienne Cole. She was... a prior arrangement." He said the last two words like they tasted stale. "She chose not to appear." I nodded slowly. Something told me that wasn't the whole truth but I also didn't have the energy to pull at that thread tonight.

I was nothing short of hysterical to them. He couldn’t invite our colleagues from work. Who were all these people? “Cormac, tell them! Tell them I’m the one you’re marrying!” I beckoned to him. I turned to the congregation. “I’m the bride! I’m the one that’s supposed to be there! Me.” I gestured towards myself with crystalline eyes. “Cormac! Ava!” I whipped my face around to face them. Attempting to climb up once more the guards snatched me by the arms and moved back.

I turned immediately and ran out of tears, blurring my vision, and in that moment I made a vow—a vow to break his heart and make him regret every word he spoke to me. ****** The towering glass of the tall skyscraper seemed to mock me. I'd come a long way from the insecure girl I was in high school, and now here I am years later. I glanced down at my hands, which were wrapped tightly together, as though they could somehow steady my racing heart. I've waited years preparing for this moment, but now that I was finally here, I could feel the weight of reality settling down heavily on me. I adjusted my blazer one last time, taking a deep breath. This wasn't just about getting the job; this was ab

"Just let me leave. I won't cause any trouble for your wedding, I swear. The last thing I ever wanted was to be your wife." Adrian scoffed. "You've been reborn, too, haven't you? In your past life, you schemed to have Emily killed to secure your position as Mrs. Quirrel. How could I ever trust someone as vicious as you?" He actually believed I was responsible for Emily's death. "I don't know what you're talking about." I retorted. "I've never harmed anyone." "Stop pretending to be innocent," Adrian snapped. He stepped forward and looked at me with utter contempt.

I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair. The moment I saw them, I immediately called my brother, Jonah Merrick. But when he got here, Sephine flipped the story and said I was the one cheating. I tried to defend myself, but she found two pairs of men's boxers that weren't my husband's in my room. And just like that, I was branded a shameless woman overnight. Jonah demanded to cut ties with me, while my husband, Augustin Reed, wanted a divorce. Dazed, I wandered out, only to get hit dead by a truck.

It really is some of my best work. Dressing my best feels like the bare minimum. Tonight, I’ll be Mrs Rhea Voss. Given the kind of power I need to get my revenge, the least I can do is make Damien look like a very lucky man. “You look amazing.” I glance over to see Roofus standing there in a suit. The guilty look on his face almost makes me say something, but I bite it back and just shake my head. “Thank you. You clean up nicely too.” “So…” He drops onto the couch and gestures for me to sit. I do. “You never mentioned you were married. Or that your husband is filthy rich. I mean, who gets last-minute tickets to the biggest auction house in the city?”

He helped me back into the car there were brief silences till we got home. Selene was already waiting patiently at the balcony. Look who we have here, our lovely runaway bride . How could you do such a thing Aria? Sometimes I wonder if you know the Consequences of your actions. Enough of your nonesense Selene. You don’t have any business with this. I slammed back. I got back to my room feeling so embarrassed. I wish I had a gun I would have shot right back at Selene and as for Damian making him die slowly would be my greatest comeback I thought.

Like a man fighting something he refused to show. Maybe we weren’t so different after all. Both of us were wearing masks. But one day, those masks would fall. I didn’t know it then, but this cold, distant marriage was the beginning of my rebirth. And when I rise again, the world that once mocked me would tremble.

The other maid burst into laughter, "Sorry, but I found that question funny; treat her nice? they've never; sometimes, she doesn't eat anything during Christmas; all she does is do dishes and wash clothes. They've never given her gifts or bought her clothes, beat her mercilessly at any opportunity they get for any mistake, while their bratty daughter enjoys all the luxury, she, on the other hand, enjoys all the suffering, I think what you've just witnessed is a perfect example of how badly she is treated, I mean, who slapped a bride two days to her wedding" " A bride?! Wedding?!", She exclaimed, she was so surprised cause there wasn't any sign that a wedding was on the way, " Yes, a wedding,

Unknown POV "Hey princess wake up!" Edmond whispers as he shakes his girlfriend gently. "nah! Go away. I wanna sleep" the stubborn girlfriend says as she covers her head with a pillow. 'no princess, you know today is a big day and we really have to go and get the marriage certificate. If you do not wake-up now, I am going to marry.....' Edmond starts to say but he does not even complete before he is interrupted. "Hey I am up! No need to mention that fucking bitch. Okay?’ the girl says, seriously emphasizing on the word bitch.