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"Of course, I can't vouch for the dryness of my panties." Ruth couldn't help laughing as she shook her head. "Only you would joke at a time like this. Speaking of which, where are we?" "The bridal hut." "The what?" "It's where they take the unmarried women while the men fight to win her hand in marriage." "How do you know this?" Carlie rolled her eyes. "Duh. Because this is where I stayed for a few days while Acat and Chaob proved their worthiness." She said it wagging her finger in air quotes.

They lingered on me, the intensity of his stare making my insides curl. He was different from every man I had ever known. He stood and at once my gaze dropped to the floor. “She's here, Don,” the lady beside me muttered and at once, her hand drove to my back as she was about to force me to my knees. “What are you doing, Isa?” His voice came, his steps echoing on the concrete as he stepped forward. “Don't make my bride kneel.”

he said, nodding to a chair opposite the bed. I hesitated, then moved slowly, every pace echoing in my ears. I lowered myself into the chair, trying to steady my breathing. He remained standing, the air between us charged. Silence stretched. I swallowed. “Why me? Why my family?” He frowned, as though the question was unworthy. “Your family has debts—debts your father could not pay. The only currency I accept in return is… a bride.” His lips curved into something close to amusement. “You are fortunate. Many would kill to be in your position.”

Her skin was pale and her blonde hair despite it being rough fell over her back and shoulders like a waterfall. It was her eyes that captivated him the most. As he gazed at her, his eyes bore into her soul as he felt as if he had stumbled on a long lost creature. He was drawn to her with such an intensity that he knew he had to have her, No matter the cost. Without further hesitation he called out his bid shocking the crowd with the high sum and was immediately announced sold to him. He watched as she stared at him as the was being released from the chains. She stood still and calmly as she gazed at him. He walked up to her as he heard several whispers from the crowd “He must be so wealthy”

And with a wink he climbed the stairs. . . . Are you guys ready? Hopefully yes! If this is the first time you are reading my book, you have to read His Broken Princess before this and you can also read standalone- BRIDE TO BE and a completed Duo series CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTIVE ROMANCE and TRAPPED FOREVER- A Dark and Twisted Happily Ever After. Thankyou ♡ A. Gupta

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

The engraved silver tag on it read in elegant lettering: **“Dr. Elias Crowe’s Exclusive Breeding Pet – Property. Do Not Remove.” Her body had changed under the constant hormone treatments and daily use. Her breasts were fuller and more sensitive, occasionally leaking small drops of milk. Her hips felt wider, her pussy and ass trained to stretch and grip perfectly. She no longer resisted. She craved the examinations. She craved his cock, and craved being used. Tonight was her official induction ceremony, the moment she would be presented as his permanent property in front of his most trusted inner circle.

His strong hands returned to her waist, lathering her beneath the water with a skill that made her want to cry out, yet he cruelly avoided her most sensitive places. “Listen carefully, Caelia,” he said, his voice deep and commanding, his large hands caressing her hips with deliberate ease. “There was once a young woman from a now extinct tribe. She found herself with child against her will. Hating the father and consumed by despair, she wandered into the sands to die alone.”

CHELLEY MORETTI It’s been a week since Cassian brought me back from the beach house where he held me captive, and since the bargain that changed everything. I’d not expected that I’d be married to my captor whom I hated with every bone of my being, it is the last thing I had expected, The wedding happened and it was the grandest wedding I have ever seen… so extravagant it made the chandeliers look as though they dripped gold and the very walls glistened with pride.

Eli was busy with a lot of work in his study right now, giving her the opportunity to sneak off to her room and pull out the Black book. Her hands trembled as she grabbed it out of where she had carefully tucked it away. With a deep breath, she opened it and started skimming through it. A could of pages in and she knew this was a book she would not be returning. There was just so much information, she would need the whole book with her and a few jottings will never be able to do justice. There were the 199 names of the past brides, the village they were from, the night they were chosen, and the night of their suspected disappearance.