Corpse Bride Emily And Victoria Novels & Stories

The creature stepped closer. "You killed me." Emily shook her head. "I don't know you." "You will." The creature raised its hand. The chamber filled with visions. Emily saw herself standing over a dead body. Kael was beside her. Auren was on his knees. The First Mother was screaming. And beneath them all was a dying world. Emily gasped. "No." The creature smiled. "You remember now." Emily stared at the vision. Then she noticed something. The person lying dead on the ground wasn't the creature.

"You got a point mother. If I do not hear of her death tomorrow then I will know this mysterious man has been the one stopping my plan." *** Kudarma Kingdom: Koda Palace: Empress Rose was greeted by the guards and servants in the palace but she ignored them and hurried up to meet her daughter's personal handmaid. "Is it true?" she ask. "I'm afraid it's true your highness," the handmaid said with a slight bow. "And I am sorry I wasn't there to stop them." "Where is my daughter's corpse?" Empress Rose ask in tears. "She has been buried beside her husband as tradition demands your highness."

The bridegroom wasn't a simple guy from our countryside like my sister preferred, she always wanted a simple life where she would be managing the household and looking after kids while her husband earned their livelihood. However, this was not the case, her husband-to-be was a lord, our small village fell under his estate. He was the great Vampire Lord, child of the night, a nocturnal being. The wedding would also be held at night instead of the morning like it usually happened. Even the wedding gown wasn't white.

Viola was locking the door as they were all leaving to have dinner in a spooky restaurant by the corner that had just opened when Anya asked, " So who was that mask man?" "Oh that is the character from the movie- Scream. Haven't you watched it?" Tash asked while putting on her coat. It was extremely cold outside and they were freezing. " No." She shook her head and blew into her hand for warmth. " Oh and I was that vampire from Twilight. Don't tell me you haven't watched that as well." Emily jeered while rubbing her palms. " You mean Bella?" Anya laughed. " No not her." Emily tucked her tongue out. " I was Victoria. You know, the sexy one who wants to kill and eat Bella." She said and licked

While Sylvia was walking to the car, she ran into Jordan, who tried to apologize to her, but she snubbed him and walked away. Soon, all the members of Scott's family drove away from the venue at the same time. When they got to the mansion, Sylvia immediately ran upstairs to her room to start checking among her clothes for the hottest one among them. Emily, on the other hand, walked towards Alexander, who was taking a glass of water in the kitchen. "I've already selected a bride for you from among my friends' granddaughters. Victoria is a very beautiful woman; you will really like her." Alex rolled his eyes and turned to Emily.

The person in front of her wasn't Victoria and she only confirmed it further when streams of dark blood began to run down Victoria’s temples and nostrils. "Tell me!" The phantom Victoria yelled as her features flickered right before Naomi. One second, she looked like the Victoria whom Naomi knew but in the next, she bore the face of an unfamiliar older man. "Wake up, Lolo Nerina." "Naomi! Look at me. Destroy that fantasy you have built up in your mind. Tell me where the wedding is supposed to take place!" "You could never hurt me." "Naomi!" Victoria shouted. "Let me go!" Naomi screamed, wrenching Victoria’s hands off her face.

I went over to the mirror, my entire body trembling, and I wrapped my arms around myself to keep myself grounded. I wiped my mouth with my shaking hands, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I looked pale and hollow. Like something vital had been taken from me without permission. Alexander was getting married. Those words hadn’t quite sunk in yet. He was marrying another woman. Vivien. I couldn’t blame him for falling in love with her so quickly. She was a noblewoman after all, and she was stunning. She was someone who belonged here; she fit neatly into the life Alexader was born into. She was someone that his father would approve of and his kingdom would adore. Someone they would be prou

“I’m not the scared little girl you abandoned years ago. You may have killed my parents, but you won’t take this company or my life from me.” “Oh, yes, we will. You know why? Because we’ve got everything ready. Go on, check the company’s news. You’re really trending!” I rolled my eyes and picked up my phone. Notifications flooded my screen—tags, comments, and hateful articles. Did Victoria, the granddaughter of Mr. Charles Arlington, really kill Marianne? I scrolled down and saw another headline: Rumors claim Victoria married Marianne’s husband. When Marianne tried to claim what was hers, Victoria killed her!

The maid bowed her head quickly and ran down the hallway, leaving Emberly dripping wet and humiliated in the center of the corridor. Before Emberly could even wipe the freezing water from her eyes, Victoria stepped forward. She grabbed the front of Emberly’s soaked hoodie, twisting the heavy, wet fabric in her fists, and violently yanked Emberly into a secluded alcove between two marble statues. "Listen to me, you pathetic little freak," Victoria hissed, her face inches from Emberly’s. Her voice was venomous, dripping with the absolute certainty of her own superiority. "I know exactly what you are doing. You think hanging around Jordan makes you special. You think he actually cares about you

“I should probably introduce myself properly. I’m Valeria Castillo. Vicente’s daughter. Killian’s cousin.” “I remember,” I said quietly. She smiled slightly. “I’m not like the rest of them. I don’t think you’re some scheming spy sent to destroy the pack.” “Thank you,” I said, surprised by the warmth in her voice. “Don’t thank me yet,” Valeria said with a wry smile. “I’m just honest. And honestly? You’ve got guts. Running away from your mating ceremony, standing up to Killian’s father, surviving poison. Most people would have crumbled by now.”