Brides Revenge Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Nora got a sudden thought after hearing the words of the blonde bride and she spoke inwardly, “Raised like a warrior? But I am the only female warrior in this entire world. No one can defeat me in the field. Dev is mine.” The blonde bride left Akshara’s throat and snatched the white satin fabric from her hands of Akshara and went near the large mirror to see whether the fabric colour suits her. Akshara picked the crimson shaded fabric with choking and coughing. She went near the blonde bride who wears the white satin fabric. “White is fine but crimson enhances your natural beauty of blonde hair,” she told and gave the crimson coloured fabric to the bride. “Why should I listen to you?” the bl

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

Just the way she chopped the length of this dress, she minced away my emotions and devotion to fall in love. The bridal ensemble was a signature of aspiration, and I could see how Reile loaded me with the burden. Her freedom will be my suffocation. Her choices will be my suffering. My teary eyes just wanted to ask her why she pushed me into this fire of facade. But then I remember it’s the deal with these devils. If someone has an axe to grind, they do something for selfish reasons. Reile successfully made the replaced bride look worthy of the things that don’t belong to her.

“Fidelia, what?” “Call it a birthday gift,” she interrupted, voice low and sharp, “for my dear stepsister.” She hung up, her grin turning colder and sharper. She was already cooking up a revenge plan for Bridget — one that would repay her in multiple folds.

" Have to be... You are so lovely that I can't even think of anything else but you. " " Liar!! " " No!! I am sorry for hurting you and rejecting you when we got married. " Let's not talk about all that... It was a bad phase, which has gone. I am glad that we are happy now. " But still I should have talked to you. I was an idiot that I Rejected my bride. " " It's ok!! I have taken my revenge. I made you crazy till you accepted the Rejected Bride." She said. " Yes!!! Let's get married again." " Okay!! " " Awww... My Charming bride." ************

"The bride was betrayed by her groom on her wedding day. He didn't show up. In years, she went looking for him. She finally found him outside his house. He said he had cold feet. That wasn't all. He was also in love with her sister. In fact, he and her sister had sex the night before. The bride couldn't believe it. She felt betrayed. She cried as she hit his chest. She begged him. She cried to him, pleading with him but he refused. She hit him repeatedly again. In order to defend himself, he pushed her off him a bit. She stumbled back on her heels and fell towards the road. Just then, a huge truck passed with speed. It hit her instantly. She died..... In her wedding dress. The dress was fill

“But the gown changes.” Silence. Thick as the truffle foam. Julian sputtered. “The what? Cass, the trust—” “The trust,” Cassian interrupted, “is my concern.” He pushed back from the table, chair scraping like a death knell. “She’ll wear black.” Black? My breath caught. Blondes don’t wear black. Grandma’s monocle shattered in her grip. “Absurd! The Drevane bride wears ivory!” Cassian didn’t flinch. “Then find another blonde.” He turned to me, his voice held something raw. “This one wears black.”

Even Ethan, flustered and overwhelmed, was running around making sure everything was going smoothly. But despite all the chaos, nothing could distract Claire from the real moment. The one that sealed her fate. “You may now kiss the bride.” A hush fell over the room. Claire’s breath caught as Gordon leaned in. His lips brushed against hers barely there, yet enough to send a shock through her. The cameras flashed. The guests cheered. And just like that… Claire Donovan was now Claire Blake. A wife. A billionaire’s bride. And completely unaware of the storm that was about to come.