Captive Bride Book Novels & Stories

"Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year " I sigh and shake my head. "I'm not ready Hunt" I say. "Well, I don't think I like that nickname and... ." he trailed and took some big book from his drawer. "I got this for you, I know you might be bored doing nothing. This will keep you busy " "Novels? " I ask and collected them from him. "Yes, romantic novels, I know girls love to read this type of books " "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I don't " I say and opened one titled "Professional slut "

Mrs Gale wanted to hand over the book to me. “I can't accept it. I’m sorry. I don't deserve it,” I refused to collect the book. I felt it disrespectful to collect the book because I wasn’t Zander’s official bride. Our marriage was contractual. Yeah I know we were mates but that didn't change the fact we signed a contract and that was why I was here in the first place. Mrs Gale's facial expression morphed into that of surprise and confusion. “Alright here is what is going to happen, I'm going to accept the book but that would be after I have a child who I can hand it over to. Is that fair enough?” I flashed her a tight-lipped smile.

She sank back against the pillows, her mind whirling with various possible scenarios. What would life be like if she married him? What would people say about their sudden engagement and class difference? In fact, everything about them was different. They were from two completely different worlds. A marriage of convenience. It went against her beliefs about love and companionship. And yet... Could she really go through with this? Tying herself to a man she barely knew, even if it was just on paper? She remembered how he calmly handled the copyright infringement. If that was any indication of his personality, he seemed to be a good person.

Savannah asserted glaring at Rome for any possible response. That's true, so how do we get the passcode for the fourth lock!?” Rome asked, turning to look at Liora. “I sincerely don't know!” Sister Liora nodded with a sad look. “So, she probably used your credentials because you are her first captive from the Sinclairs’ family right!?” Bryan suggested. “I think I do!” Ophelia declared looking at Liora with a teary-eyed expression.

I could see the admiration in their eyes, they clearly adored Diego but some seemed envious. I straightened my spine, lifted my chin, and forced a smile, trying to match Diego's composure, just like he wanted. I didn’t want these people to sense my apprehension and think I was some easy prey. But it was like they could see right through me. They started whispering in Spanish. "¿Quién es la novia tan hermosa?" ("Who is the beautiful lady?") ... Someone asked. "Es la novia cautiva..." ("She's the captive bride...") another voice replied, the words dripping with scandal.

“What story? I write?” Elias nods and pulls out his phone to show me some pictures. “Yeah. You’re an author. You draw your own novel arts too. The story was about a tyrant’s captive bride. Dark romance stuff. You never finished it though. I found the book in your backpack.” The psychiatrist thinks your brain was living in the story while you were out. Mixing the accident trauma with the plot you were working on. That’s why it felt so real.”

And as the image downloaded, I almost dropped my phone when I saw what it was. A severed bloody hand. . . _____ To all my dear new readers.... This book can be read as a STANDALONE, and for better understanding of the characters you can read BRIDE TO BE, it's completed!! For Antonio Rossi's book, check out: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captîve Romance, also completed. __ For my darlings, who have already read Bride To Be.... who do you think is Mr Wrong???? . Hope you all are ready for the journey ahead and will enjoy it!!

I looked up from the book i was reading, a fable Vivi had given me to pass time with when i got bored. His Majesty's Bride, it was named. It spoke of the love between the first Fae the goddess Luna had created and his mate. I sighed, dropping the book on the table that stood close to the hearth. "Who is it?" "'Tis I. Amilie." "Oh." I unlocked the door and set it ajar for her. She came in bearing a pile of clothing and... things in her hand.

The false bride slammed the book shut with a loud thud, causing an uproar among the crowd as the faceless guests screamed even louder than before: “You choose nothing! You are weak! You are broken!” The flames surged, causing the aisle to tremble. The false bride rushed forward, her veil trailing behind like a dark shadow. Camela stood up, trembling, yet her voice was strong. "No! You are the weak one. You followed orders. You gave in. But I…" she raised her chin, tears streaming down her face”…I will not." The false bride pounced at her with her arms stretched out. Their bodies collided and Camela grabbed hold of the veil. With a fierce tug, the fabric ripped apart.

“Here its tradition to kidnap the wife. You are lucky that you ended up with Capo. The less powerful men here are the trahiest human ever exist. Capo isn’t that bad of a human considering his rank so you lucked out. Plus, I heard he is big and knows how to fuck his women. Not only you will rule ‘the croce’ alongside him, you have the most authority in this mansion after capo, and your sex life is blessed.” The girls' excited shouts filled the room, but to my ears, they were a deafening, hollow sound. It was as if they hadn't heard a word I'd said—that this whole charade was against my will. Not that they could do anything about it, of course. That's probably why they were trying so desperate