Devils Bride Novels & Stories

His shirt was rumpled, and his expression tense. I blinked in confusion. Had he run here? Then the woman’s words sliced through the air like a blade. “So,” she said, beaming at me, “you’ve finally brought home a bride, Devlin?” What? My lips parted, but I couldn’t find the words. “Wait… what?” I said at last, my voice a strained whisper. “A bride?” The elderly woman laughed, mistaking my shock for shyness. “Oh, don’t be modest, dear! My son went all the way to Elgin to find a wife and now he’s brought you back! Isn’t that romantic?”

It had been a constant reminder of how easily life can turn for the worst, as it has for the people in the past. Traditionally, the choosing would happen in the morning. In the village square, the townsfolk would adorn the hair of the next demon's bride with white baby's breath flowers. They would have the bride walk from up the wooden platform where the metal concave mirror was placed and have them light the torch. When the flame lights, the bride holds the torch up high for all to see, to symbolize her bravery in facing the demon for the betterment of everyone.

The whole car is echoed with loud sobs of the girl who is in bridal attire SITARA SINHA. Yes , Today is her wedding with the devil who is disguised as a human named SAMRAT RAICHAND. A name which is enough for her to go numb in fear. But overcoming her fear with lots of hope she managed to escape from his clutches which is turned to be futile. Not after about half an hour of her escaping she got caught by his second in command and most trusted person Ram. She is fiddling her fingers in tension while shedding tears. She was only capable of cursing her fate and the day when she came in front of the devil. It was her only option which the devil left.

spoke a now crying Julia. "Haven't you felt anything for him all these years?" asked a concerned Wren "Do you feel anything for his majesty?" Asked Julia "I.. I don't know to be honest. Continue" responded a perplexed Luna. "I didn't have a say in anything from the wedding to the marking and then... h..he didn't even wait for me .. he didn't give me time to adjust to his life, i got raped multiple times saying it was his right and my duty as a beloved and a wife. Then once, i tried to escape from his abuse i got caught two days after and he turned me into a vampire in order to trap me."

In as much as she really wanted to avenge her father’s death, she still wished she could go back in time, when she didn’t know Eric was a bad person, and also when she didn’t know about this dark world. She scanned the perimeter, men at the entrances, eyes never leaving the crowd, others tucked behind pillars and trees, silent but ready. Each of them was a reminder that this wasn’t a celebration, it was a battlefield draped in silk. She adjusted her sundress, her fingers brushing the fabric nervously. And then the awaited time came. “Does anyone present here has reasons why this couple shouldn’t be joined in holy matrimony? Speak now or forever hold your peace.” At that moment, the bride and

she said looking attentive. "Well before, wolf kidnap witches and mate with them and when they give birth, they offer the baby but I think the witches noticed and put a curse on them so, any hybrid dies immediately it's being born but I guess I didn't because my parents where mates which almost never happens. And now, my mate is a vampire which I read always happens to a hybrid" "Why?" "Well so they can have a tribid" I said calmly. "A what?" "Tribid a baby who is half vampire, wolf and witch it has never happened because no hybrid has survived passed birth it's just a myth" I did believe it tho since I'm mated to a vampire.

He failed to see the beauty in our union, the depth of emotion that bound Gabby and me together in a bond stronger than any piece of paper or ceremony could ever hope to convey. “Their marriage is just as valid and legal as any other marriage performed at this church,” the tension in the church reached a fever pitch as Father Able intervened, his voice firm as he asserted the validity of our marriage. “They have signed legal papers according to governing laws and they are now legally wedded wives. You, Mr. Davis, better accept the truth.” “Like hell I would!” He spat, his hands balled to fists by his side. Jordan's refusal to accept the truth only served to deepen the divide, his stubbornnes

“My bride died because of her. So now… Fyr Cloud will take her place.” “From today onwards,” he announced loudly, his voice filled with dark satisfaction. “She is not just my prisoner. She is my new Bride.” “And she will live wearing the face, the clothes, and the life of the woman she killed… forever.” I froze. The world seemed to stop spinning. His bride? He wasn’t going to kill me. He wasn’t going to let me go. He was going to force me to become her. To live as his wife, trapped in the shadow of a dead woman, belonging to a devil who would never let me forget what I had done.