Elysian Bride Novels & Stories

“Good. The contract demands obedience, but we prefer willing participation.” I lifted my chin, clutching my small bag of herbs and belongings. “I am here for my sister’s cure. State your terms clearly, my lords. I am no naive maiden to be toyed with.” Elias chuckled softly, circling me slowly. “Oh, but you are far from naive, Elara. Your gifts with herbs and the old ways precede you. We require a bride of the veil—one who can bridge the living and the shadowed realm that sustains our family’s power. One year as our shared consort. In return, your sister walks free of her affliction.”

I greeted, putting on a fake smile as I took my seat while Mr Hills beckoned to Radriel while his gaze remained fixated on me. “What's she doing here?” He queried as he walked into the living room towards Mr Hills. “It seems you both know each other but I'd still introduce. This is Elyra, heiress of the Dranen's group and she's here to accept my offer of marrying you to get back her father's company.” Radriels face turned to stare back ate with his mouth wide open and I swallowed nervously. The person I'm supposed to get married to is Radriel? Of all people on the face of the earth, it just had to be him?

"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.' '

After sneaking up quietly towards the locked entrance where my new spouse disappeared into, I pressed my ear against the door, listening closely. “... the werewolf bride,” I heard Xerathia's cool voice. “You saw what happened in the Everbinding Ceremony? She has no strength or discipline! She cannot~” “The Everbinding Ceremony was successful,” another female voice cut her off. “I didn't think Lady Kaela would survive it but she did. She's the one, I’m absolutely certain of it.” An awkward silence followed and I leaned away from the door. Why would they think I wouldn't survive the binding ceremony with Rhaedros?

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

the herald announced. Elias’s foot faltered mid-step. The dance floor spun from dread. Bad timing... bad timing... oh for the love of all things sacred, bad timing. His spine stiffened. He had been told, Gemma was away attending a wedding in the outer reaches of Brinlor. Apparently, she made it back in time. “What’s wrong?” He gave a wince. “The Marchioness?... We have a bit of history.” Lyra narrowed her eyes, lips twitching. “You dog... you.”

Sure, I was the center of mockery once again, but deep down, I felt relieved. I could never imagine myself bound to a man like Lycan Nikolai. He was too cold, ruthless, and had lived thousands of years as an immortal. I wasn’t the first girl he had been mated to. Matter of fact, he had been mated to many women before me, but because they were mortal, he would reject them when they started to get older and mate with someone younger again. This time, it was me whom the moon goddess had chosen for him. “Elena!” I heard my stepmother, Valeria’s voice behind me. She walked to stand beside me and immediately bowed her head before Lycan Nikolai before straightening her posture again. “My king, if I

“Your presence is not welcomed here, human. Had my blood not yearned for and summoned for your body, I would not have made an appearance. I expect you to vacate my temple once tomorrow arrives. Do you understand?” With a furrowed brow, I grip his wrists tightly, feeling the tension in my own body. “I am without a place to go. It is my destiny to be present here. I am your bride!” “You are mistaken. You are to be my bride a year from now, and it seems that you are a year ahead of schedule,” He releases my chin, and his knuckles brush softly along my cheek. As soon as his touch comes, I feel a sense of calm wash over me, and I close my eyes to fully immerse myself in the feeling. His touch was

"Shut the fucking up. Don’t forget, you are talking about your daughter. And I won't take a single wrong word against her. This time I am letting you go easily because you are the so-called husband of my mother, but don’t forget that neither you are nor will you ever be my father. It seems someone has taken my breath away. I looked at Ivan, flabbergasted. Mom? Who's mom? Ivan’s? What is all this going on? My father wants to kill me for the property, which I have already transferred to Sean, and now I know it’s still in my name. Because of that, not only my life but also my kids lives are at stake. And Ivan? He is calling Eliana's mom. So, is he my brother? And if he is my brother, why does h

the Lycan king asked with all seriousness, I gulped down nothing and composed myself for the lie I was going to say, and I want to sound as convincing as ever. “I am your bride-to-be, Tamsyn of the Wildtail pack. I am the eldest daughter of Alpha Randale, my father is one of the great leaders in the nation, I am here to serve as your wife, your Royal Highness.” I bowed slightly and hastily stood up straight. He closed the little gaps between us, making me move back until my back pressed against the wall. “I will ask you for the last time, and if you dare lie to me, I will tear your ribs to pieces and feed your body to the fishes.” he barked and I shut my eyes in fear.