Elysian Bride Novels & Stories

Seraphina frowned at her. “She is a Dhampir,” Eloise spoke up. Seraphina shook her head. “No, she’s a vampire, isn’t she Achilles?” Achilles nodded, “Yes, she’s a vampire.” Eloise shook her head, “We thought that too until we touched her. Lady Briseis is a Dhampir.” “Why would she conceal such a thing?” Seraphina frowned. Isobella’s eyes darkened, “When I touched her, I sensed the same dark magic that I can feel in you.”

Adrian stood up and held her shoulders softly. "Elysian? Elysian? Open your eyes, I'm here" "Ermm..." "Elysian, open your eyes.." Elysian slowly opened her heavy eyes and instantly saw Adrian face. Fears crept inside her making her sat up and leaned against the headboard. Lorcan looked sadly at her. He reached over his mate, gently touching her shoulder but she got swapped away harshly with a soft scream. Elysian jumped out of the bed and ran towards the door, but the door was opened from outside by someone and she halted.

“Congratulations on your wedding, Lysia!” The last few guests hugged her and gave their blessings before leaving. The forced smile on Lysia’s face was opposite to their sincere eyes. “Thank you!”, replied she. Now, alone in the wedding hall, surrounded by thousands of fresh roses and dressed in a stunning bridal gown, Lysia glanced down and gently twisted the ring on her fourth finger. A single tear rolled down her cheek. Lysia had originally prepared herself to be the most beautiful bride today. She had chestnut brown hair neatly tied up high, the strands falling to frame her oval face and her bright blue eyes. But now, she didn’t need to look in the mirror to know how bad her state was.

Erys smirked. "Why are you smirking like that?" I blinked as he got down on one knee. "Oh my god, Erys!" "We changed history, my love. First we helped end an eternal war, then we had children. I'd like to further make history with you. Would you be my bride?" A shriek escaped my black lips, tears welling in my eyes. "Holy shit, YES!" Alys rubbed his ears. "Wow, she usually doesn't react that way."

Finally, they reached a set of massive double doors, carved with the sigil of the Moon Goddess. The priestess pushed them open, revealing the High Priestess. Seated on a raised platform, Elaria was draped in flowing white robes, her silver hair cascading down her back. Her piercing gaze met Lillian’s, as if she already knew why they had come. “You felt it too,” Elaria said, her voice smooth as silk. Lillian nodded. “A village was destroyed. The survivors spoke of creatures with no scent. Eyes like fire.” Elaria exhaled, standing slowly. “Then it has begun.”

' thought Eskylrious with a smirk . " I.......seriously.......look ! I am sorry if I said anything that offended you ! " said Kiara with a serious expression and a nervous smile . Eskylrious put his hand away and lifted her from the table then slowly placed her on the chair . ' I really don't understand this guy . ' thought Kiara with a confused expression . " Hmh...pp !............In short , the bride is a peace bridge between the ruling clan of the vampires and the other clans . " said Eskylrious .

The First Bride dragged Vincent toward the open door, his boots scraping against the stone floor. Her tattered gown trailed ash as she dragged him along, and her voice weaved through the hallway like a dark spell. “Every step she takes is a goodbye…” she murmured, her veil brushing against his cheek. “Vincent!” Elias shouted with a voice like thunder. He rushed forward with a silver light erupting from his hands, and chains of fire swirling in the air. They wrapped around the First Bride’s arm, sparking against her rotted skin.

"Where did you think you were going, pretty lady?" She scrambled to sit on her button, sitting with her legs folded inside. "Please sir. Don't hurt me. Please, I beg you" Amelia had clasped her two hands together and was rubbing on it. "why not? You seem tasty enough and I like your scent! " She saw his bright red eyes. The fog cleared for a bit and Amelia could see the creature before her. Again, just like the time she didn't believe Lycans existed, standing before her was a Vertaculson.

I simply cannot bring myself to admit to liking anything about today. Not when I am about to marry Alpha Eleazar, the Alpha of Elisora, the most formidable pack in the world, a lycan and a ruthless monster. "Thank you, Your Highness." The stylist's disappointed voice cut through my thought forcing me to turn to her yet I couldn't do anything to cheer her up. I lack what it takes. "Allow me to call in the maids to prepare your dress." She said as she rose from a bow. I only nodded absentmindedly as my treacherous mind began reeling again with the thoughts of escape.

Its empty, glowing crimson eyes locked instantly onto the silver bundle in Selena's trembling arms. Then, the spirit spoke. The sound was like grinding stone and shattering glass—a voice broken and distorted by centuries of confinement in the dark. ***"RETURN... THE DRAGON BRIDE."*** Absolute, suffocating silence slammed down upon the courtyard. Kael blinked, his mouth hanging open as he looked at the floating ghost. "What?" Selena stared in complete, unvarnished shock, pulling baby Luna closer to her heart. "What did that thing just say?" Killian’s jaw tightened to the point of cracking, his golden aura flaring to maximum capacity to shield his family from the spectral chill. "What did it m