Corpse Bride Plot Novels & Stories

Oliver's gaze fell on Natalie, not on the stage. He knew exactly what video was about to play - the one he had substituted for Victoria's during the family meeting. "Adrian, didn't I tell you that marriage is a grave? Why rush to bury yourself?" The conversation in the video echoed through the speakers. "Who said I'm burying myself?" Adrian held a scantily clad model tightly in his arms and passionately kissed her. The party was wild, and Adrian, heavily intoxicated, promptly removed the model's remaining clothing and intimately leaned in for a kiss.

She forced a smile and enter the door. "Code R. A. Are you listening?" The man was brought back to his senses; he stared at the bride for too long and not noticing that the bride was already inside. He put on his bonnet after changing his clothes. He cocked his gun. "Let's move," he ordered. Men with bonnets started to move like a sneaking ninjas. They are going to kidnap the bride. ~~ The bride is slowly walking down the aisle together with his father who definitely she took upon her beauty. She looked at crowd wearing their smile and teary eyes; shouting for congratulations as she, as a Scott is now turning into Armenez.

The officiant's gaze shifted to me. "And Vivian Lockwood, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I drew a slow, deep breath, ready to pledge my life. "I—" "SHE DOES NOT!" With a crash, the double doors burst open. A man stood silhouetted against the blinding light, striding into the center of the aisle. "The man she's supposed to marry is me! What the hell is this?!" If not for the voice, I wouldn't have recognized the man as Asher.

No fireworks. Just finality. The crowd erupts in applause. I smile for the cameras, for the legacy, for the lies. But inside? I’m already tearing it all down. I am now Mrs. Vitali. And part one of my father’s plan is complete. But this isn’t the end. It’s the beginning. And someone in this story just tried to kill the wrong bride.

The bride moved like silk in current. One moment she stood on the dock. The next her red sleeve wrapped around my throat, cold as drowning. "Hungry little temple," she crooned. "All doors, no depth." Ava swung. The crowbar tore through the bride's veil, revealing not Aunt Lan but a skull packed with pearls. The pearls opened tiny eyes. [Grudge source: stolen wedding offerings.] Madam Qiao had said paper goods mattered. So did offerings.

You've been playing me from the very beginning! Dario bared his teeth at me in a twisted grin. "It's fine. If we got to do it over once, we can do it over again. Next time, I'll kill that bastard Cassiano first. I'm the only one who can be your husband!" "There won't be a next time," I said lightly, smiling at him. "You died last time, too, didn't you? That's the only reason we got to start over. But this time… Unfortunately for you, you're the only one who's going to die."

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—"

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The grinding metal sound scraped against my nerves. My eyes widened. "My lady, I'm your husband… Shouldn't we be spending our wedding night together?" A snort of laughter came from the players' table. A muscular man named James Gibson shook his head and said, "Never seen someone this stupid. You walked right into it. The ghost bride needs a human sacrifice, sure. However, she also needs a husband. And any player who becomes her husband gets chopped into pieces. She hates men the most." I had just escaped one death trap and walked straight into another!

It was filled with carvings of a dragon and phoenix. The bronze casket shot out of the ground as the lid opened in midair. A male corpse of six-foot-five then jumped out of it, lunging towards the bridge. “Argh!!!” With a loud howl, corpse energy exploded in the air. It was the Corpse Princess’ father, the Corpse King. They didn’t expect him to show up at all. “Kill them!” The emperor ordered. After receiving orders, the Corpse King immediately took action. The chains of Persephone’s Folly Bridge flew out once more. However, the result was rather disappointing. The bridge didn’t seem to like beings like the Corpse King.