D Royal Bride Novels & Stories

That was if it existed although so far, it seemed it did because there was no way the Bride actually survived and the King hadn't plan this as a trap but a real ceremony. Their King was evil, right? Eli sighed in relief. What was that about? Why had she taken so long to speak? He continued walking to the door but stopped immediately, when he caught sight of his Donna step in. His breath gone for as long as he could go without it, while he savour the sight of her stunning mirror, sleeveless, long red dress coupled with equally long, red arm gloves. Her black curly hair was in a high pony tail and that brought his attention to her neck. She had on no fancy necklace, as the one made for her to

But I can't help but feel, it's just a contract it's not going to last. Taking a deep breath, I stand up pulling my wedding dress up in my hands so I can walk well. I walk out of my room as they led me to the garden where the wedding is taking place. I met Ryan at the entrance. He smiles at me. "You look beautiful Hazel " he says and I let out a fake smile. "Thank you " "Your hands "he says and stretch out his palms. "Are you walking me to the aisle " I ask. Yes " he says. I nod and let him.

The tea maker, whoever they were, knew their onions. "This is good," I murmured, more to myself than to Isla, swirling the cup lightly before setting it down. We didn't have to wait long. The sound of footsteps echoed from the hallway before the grand doors opened again. The royals entered as one. Daniel came first, his usual air of arrogance preceding him. His bride walked beside him, all stiff poise and narrowed eyes, her smile brittle. Noah followed next, smirking as though the world were a private joke only he understood.

Rodger buttered him and Chloe hold herself from narrowing her eyes at his Fakeness. Anthony laughed. He looked up beside him and gestured to his private assistant. Immediately, the middle-aged man stepped forward and kept a piece of paper right before her. Chloe looked at the paper and almost gasped aloud. In bold letters, it was written, 'The Marriage Contract Paper'. Chloe blinked her eyes a few times, trying to realise if she is seeing things. She was informed to present herself before the Rossi while he chose his bride. But there were no other girls and now this marriage contract! What the fuck is just happening!?

He never did show up, not even for one moment and I will not be surprised if he does not show up for this wedding either. I pray he does not. "Just focus on the bright side baby. You will be doing us all and yourself a very great favour by saving our lives through this marraige and you shall never lack anything in the world. The Greco's are filthy rich ok" Mother kissed me by the cheek. I stared at her, disgust and bewilderment written all over my face. I refused to speak further and fixed my attention back on the road. Minutes flew by so quickly and before I knew it, we had rolled into the church premises.

Chione replied. "But, my queen, the bodice, it's—" Her giggle cut him off. "It's two days to my wedding, Darrow. Everything is flawless. My dress is made from cream silk embroidered with crushed rubies. I brought lace woven with gold thread from Parvara. My future husband is the Storm King. Any issues are all in your head." "Yes, my queen, of course. The dress is to your liking then?" "The hem needs to be raised. I don't want to trip down the aisle."

“But being a celebrity I presume that we must go through it, right?” At that precise moment, he vowed to himself to slay every dragon for his bride – whatever it took. Devin Richard Crighton started to plan. ***************************************************** Tomorrow was going to be her big day. Ana stood facing the full-length mirror in her studio as she was trying on her wedding dress which was almost ready save some final stitches. The ivory pearls and white crystals gleamed on the embroidered laces which started from the sleeves to stop midriff just before the silk ivory skirt flared in full glory towards her feet.

“I feel good when I’m near you. You felt it too. That’s why you asked me to be your bride… right? It’s love, isn’t it?” For a moment, he didn’t speak. He just stared. Like he was caught between truth and duty. And then movement came From the edge of the veranda, just beyond the stone columns that caught my attention. I turned gently and I saw her. Drizzel Uriah. Royce’s warning echoed in my mind like thunder. She was even more beautiful than I’d imagined, tall, elegant, dressed in a flowing gown that shimmered like ice. Her gaze struck me like a blade. Cold, piercing, full of disdain.

••••••••••••••••••• || WEDDING VENUE || Tonight, the entire space was embellished with a plethora of white roses. The wedding ceremony was taking place at the owned mountain of Blue Moon Pack which was located distant away from their residing villa. Steven was the one who arranged everything sincerely. Since their father wasn't placated on their beloved sister, those two Rogers brothers had taken care of everything. Even in the entire world, Viona could only count on them blindly. The all guests had arrived earlier at the venue. They all were in great enthusiasm for witnessing the first Royal Wedding in their tribe. After Damien's father who perished a decade ago, Damien was the first Royal

, I frowned. "Don't you want to know who will be your bride now?", He asked to which I raised my brow. "She is the elder daughter of the Vampire's King, Lenora.", I didn't know why but this news didn't give me any happiness. Lenora was strong and powerful, just like the bride I always wished for but still, my mind was on my human bride who lives in a supernatural world but had no supernatural powers. . . . Andrella's POV . . .