Corpse Bride Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My breath shook when I touched her skin. I whispered, lost between obsession and pain. “Yes… I couldn’t have you, Vanessa. But God… He sent me back to you. He brought you back to me… in your daughter’s body.” I leaned closer until my face was almost touching her lips, my voice breaking. “Who are you, Corinne… are you really my mate… the girl who drives me this insane?” The hour was nearing dawn. Pale light slipped through the tall windows and fell over my body like something holy.

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—"

“I am in full control.” “Are you?” Simone groans, and even in her nearly comatose state, she bears down, trying to expel the child from her body. The wound on my wrist heals and stop bleeding. Undeterred, I tear into my arm again, barely noticing as I rip flesh from bone, and open her lips myself this time, pulling her chin down with my free hand so my blood can drip into her mouth. I hear one little gasp, barely audible, then a soft groan from Vesper. Just as suddenly as it started, it’s all over, and my bride didn't die. Without taking my eyes of Simone, I ask, “Is it alive?”

The colleague beside me asked her, “How do you know that?” Yvette smiled faintly and answered bluntly, “I never had the chance to mention it before. I am actually a corpse whisperer. I can sense the spiritual world, hear the whispers of the dead, and know what they went through in life.” In an instant, the world spun around me, and my vision went black. The scene was exactly the same as in my previous life. From that day onward, Yvette’s identity as a corpse whisperer spread like wildfire. She became a sensation.

I wanted more. I brought Dean in with a wave of my hand, and with a snap of my fingers, both of our clothes were gone. I looked over my shoulder. Raised my ass in the air. He spread my knees apart. His mouth found my sex; he licked me up and down. Pushing my ass harder against his face. I fucked Briseis with my tongue her hand's fisting in my hair begging for me for more. Dean spread my sex wide open he sucked on my clit, drawing out my climax. Oh, I needed this. He drank all of it. Whoo someone grew fangs. He nicked me, I didn't mind it felt so good. Dean grabbed his cock and stroked it as he ate my sex. Briseis moved from my assault. She kissed me, tasting herself on my lips. "Dean, fuck m

“Which is exactly why this is happening.” That made Elara pause. "What? How? Why?" Felix continued, his tone maddeningly calm, almost reverent. “You can say that... He’s proud.” The word landed wrong. Elara blinked. “Proud of what?” Lisa leaned forward, her eyes glittering, and her voice dropping conspiratorially like she was sharing the punchline to a private joke. “That he stole someone’s bride on her wedding day.” Felix nodded, entirely serious now. “Stole her! Married her!! Lives with her now!!!”

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I screamed as the firelight drenched them, revealing transparent skeletons instead of their elegant silhouettes, dressed in tattered shrouds like grave-bound corpses. Without warning, Corpseboy grabbed an apple and shoved it into my mouth. I bit down reflexively. As its juices drenched my mouth, the skeletons became flesh, their rags turning into clothes. I was confronted by a whole retinue of noble-looking men and women dressed in elegant gowns and old-fashioned suits, eying me with disdain. Corpseboy, oblivious to their disapproval, grinned widely. “See, Callie? Nothing to be afraid of. Now come along or the tea will grow cold.” “They're dead,” I whispered in horror.

"Because after he died, something rewrote the witness line." [Corpse marriage contamination confirmed.] [Original vow type: threshold holding vow.] [Current corrupted status: bride claim.] The Morgue Queen stopped screaming. She smiled through the chains. "Yes," she whispered. "Ask who rewrote it." My father's hand tightened around mine. Lu Shen's cruelty is often a door with warning signs, which is still a door. Aunt Lan measures disasters by how many bowls, blankets, and fools they require.

witchy mind isn't capable of. “Of course I did it, child,” she says in a matter of fact tune as she walked up to the steel surface where the corpse laid, “This is the lady you fed from,” with a wave of her hand over the body, it was transited to a fresh looking body resembling to the lady I fed from, she waved back from the position direction and the last turned back to the repulsive image as she was before, “according to your godfather's plan, she will be presented before your pack as you, who was probably had her heart ripped out by the Royalties.” she added. It looked so real, her skin was pale like an actual corpse, dried blood surrounded the part of her chest where her heart was. “It i