Corpse Bride Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"…Because this is the only place I feel like I'm alive. I tried. I put on the suit you gave me, sat in the conference room, stared at those documents, and listened to those people talk… but I couldn't feel anything. I couldn't feel like I was even human." He lowered his head and looked at his own hands, torn open and scarred. "You shouldn't be marrying me. I'll ruin you." My tears finally fell. I said, "You won't ruin me. You saved me." Cassiano looked up at me, confused. He didn't remember anything, of course. It had happened in my previous life, after all. But I remembered every single detail. "Cassiano, let me be the one to save you this time." I took out the silver cufflink, grabbed his

Theodora Althea Corazon, a woman buried six feet below the ground and now the living corpse bride of a man, The Mafioso's Corpse Bride.

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

Before I could comprehend what was happening, her lips met mine in a passionate kiss. I gasped into the kiss, and she took the opportunity to thrust her tongue into my mouth, exploring every nook and cranny before our tongues intertwined in a delicate dance for dominance. The scent of cinnamon and roses lingered, a reminder of the intoxicating allure that had enveloped me from the beginning. Gabby's hand found its way to the small of my back, sending shivers down my spine as our bodies moved seamlessly together. As we broke apart, both of us panting, Gabby's eyes sparkled with a newfound intensity.

The teen Vampire's remains became nothing but dust and ash. Jamie was now dead. "What now, Master Jagger? All we know is that the Bride is here at the school," hissed Cora. The mortal-looking serpentine woman moved her foot away from the teen's remains as she kneeled before the green-eyed male. She was incredulously loyal to the man. Like man's best friend. "What now, Cora, is that we find the Crimson Bride. Though this town may be small with these pathetic humans, it's difficult to rule out who they are. Because its reawakening hasn't begun yet.

" Somewhere deep inside a cave, a dark fire blazed, and the scent of blood permeated the air. Even as he performed his ritual on the bloody body that laid comatose on the floor." "Firoza, rise!" it commanded. Slowly, the dead body began to convulse. Bloody black veins spread out all over the body, and it slowly receded when Firoza rose, her eyes swallowed up by hate. They would all suffer.

My wife, Lily Tanner, is a mortician. She's trying to avoid getting fired during her pregnancy, so she keeps locking herself in the morgue. I may be her husband and colleague, but even I am not allowed inside. I don't want her to work too hard, so in the middle of the night, I sneak into the morgue to do her checks for her. However, she reacts by going berserk and sounding the alarm. Ever since then, I've been very careful around her, fearing that it may affect her pregnancy. Later on, with Lily repeatedly receiving praise from the deceased's family, our department decides to hold a commendation ceremony for her. The whole family seems relieved. However, as soon as Lily receives her a

“Thank you, Alpha King. I like her very much! I hope she is still a virgin?” Goosebumps rose on my skin as the person who was holding me touched me. That question was enough to make me open my eyes and I saw the most unpleasant person ever. That disgusting leech, Bruce stood over me with his irritating goatee, smiling at me with a very creepy smile. “Of course! At least, I think she is. I mean, with her father being a traitor, there’s no telling what kind of a whore his daughter would be.” The maids put their hands over my mouth to keep me from crying out as they dragged me out of the hall.

Alexis’s eyes widened in shock as she yanked her hands away from her friend’s grasp, “You’ve got to be kidding me. Are you kidding me Anna?! Cause this nonsense isn’t funny!” Annalise shook her head, “I’m not! I’m actually getting married, and it’s not only— “What?!” Alexis snapped, “You’ll ell me you’re having a child too in your la la land?” “Oh. You figured it out. Are you a psychic??” Annalise blinked and Alexis couldn’t take it anymore. “I can’t do this with— “Lexi I’m not kidding. I’m getting married.” “Don’t lie to me Anna!!”

His eyes met mine. The priest hurried through the rest. Something about the Moon Goddess and eternal bonds and pack law. I wasn't listening. I was staring at the white sheet covering the bride's body twenty feet away. They'd carried her off to the side. Out of the way. Like she was furniture. "I caught a glimpse of her hand before they covered it. Something green under her fingernails. Like... plant residue? Or something else?" "You may now kiss the bride." My head snapped up. "Wait, we don't have to—"