Novel & Cerita Emily Corpse Bride Aesthetic

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?

“I’ll take her, her tears taste nice” “The wedding holds tomorrow, I’ll come back for my bride then, bye for now” That was all the devil had to say to pull her into his dark and bloody world. His words are final , his silence speaks His presence cold and hot His aura speaks of great and might power He who rules Italy without stress Feared by the government and the people in the country He is who he thinks he is. He’s Gerald Grey. Roseanne Kent a twenty years old college student who’s hated by her father and sisters. She found herself being sold into a marriage with the most feared and most powerful mafia lord in Italy. At the mention of his name, the city stays quiet, getting on his bad side is a direct call for death. What happens when the most feared and most powerful mafia lord gets married to a mere twenty years old lady who was to sold to him as a bride for a billion dollar? What happens when Roseanne Kent finds out there’s more to Gerald Grey than what people know? What happens when the truth about Roseanne’s mother comes to light? What happens when the truth about the mystery death of Gerald Grey’s Six ex-wives is revealed?

To save her mother, she had no choice but to make the marriage contract withe the mafia,but didn't expect to fall for him.Remeeting him, he uses all means to get her heart.Is there still anything that he still want from her?

Dawn, always dreamed of a prince charming henceforth waited for real love, her life gets thrown aback when she's forced to marry an unknown person she's never met, it shatters her dreams when she meets him, the mafia, known for his brutality, Kai Eldorado, who doesn't want her.

“I am the father of the child”, Azar spoke up, “but she will not live, she must die” Ignis looked at him with anger, “You! You are to take after me as the oldest yet you are the one causing me pain. That girl will not die! She is carrying the child of a royal Draego. No one will touch her and she must come here”. “Ignis, you have to understand that, that human will be his weakness and he needs strength”, the empress replied. Edgan and Zayn turned to Azar, they were trying to think of any human girl they saw him with. Ignis turned to his wife to reply to her, “If you read that letter, you’d see that her father is about to sell her off through a marriage alliance to the Slavcan prince, do you want Azar’s child to grow with the Slavcans?” *********************** Kaliyah had caused quite an uproar among the Draegos as she was a human carrying the child of a royal dragon. This child was her saving grace from the hands of the brutal Slavcans and a call to her destiny as the bride of the royal dragon. As the warrior princess that she was, she fought for peace in her time and helped grow her kingdom with the help of the dragons.

"What do you mean. I have to marry you?"I asked as he faced me with a very dirty glare. "You'll just have to accept it missy". "What if I don't?"I asked folding my hands underneath my breast. "Then you'll have to pay me the money you owe me" "But I don't have such money " I whined. "Then face the consequences. You'll get jailed"His thick voice sent shivers down my spine. "You said it's just a few months stuff right?"I asked taking my eyes down to the ground. "A year to be precise" Well I'm Brianna Salvador and I just landed myself in huge trouble. I didn't mean to break his car. I just got angry so I hit it so hard with a rock and it broke. Brianna Salvador is a half American and half Filipino, she's out to make ends meet and prove to her parents that she can also become independent but when she gets herself into a huge problem she's forced to get married to an Italian demigod Diego De Lucas. Is an Italian business man out to take what belongs to him. He's inheritance is siezd by his grandmother and the only way to get it back is if he gets married and begins a family. He meets Brianna in a very odd way and decides to marry her to get his fortune back.

She heard people running in the distance, and in an instant, she was pinned to the floor. The young girl cried out in pain and fear. As he made her stand up, she fell back down because of the force of his slap. Blood dripped from her lips, and she couldn't stand up because she felt dizzy. He grabbed her hair and said, "You're such a little fox. You'll learn not to lie to me again." The little girl cried out in pain because of the pressure on her head. The king put her on his shoulder as he and five of his soldiers and his beta went back to his tent. "The poor thing, she's dead." Said one of the soldiers in a whisper

Sienna Vale, born into blood, and raised in the shadows. She was trained to do nothing more than be a bargaining toy in her father’s war. And when she is forced into an arranged marriage with Lucian Moretti, the son of her father’s sworn enemy, she is told that it’s her duty. It is her role, and her final use. But Sienna has no intention of being used. Lucian doesn’t want a wife. Especially not a woman from the family that once put a bullet in his brother’s chest. But Sienna isn’t soft, and she isn’t scared. She’s fire dressed in silk, and he’s about to learn that the woman he married may be the most dangerous enemy of all. When betrayal strikes from within and bloodlines begin to fall, Sienna and Lucian must decide: will they kill each other, or rule together? In a world where loyalty is currency and power is survival… Love wasn’t part of the arrangement. But neither was her crown.

Zoe lost her husband in cold blood. Worse, she watched them do it even though she couldn't see their faces. Six months later, her mother gets her into an arranged marriage with Avery Trent, a very handsome billionaire. There's a catch though; Avery suffers from dissociative identity disorder and it is her duty to join in keeping the secret from the public. When Zoe walks into the Trent family, things begin to change and get ugly as well. Why was she falling madly in love with Avery just six months after her ex husband's death? Why were her new family getting death scares and how will she handle the fact that it all had to do with her ex husband's death six months ago?

“In a world of ruthless mafia rivalries, the Italian mafia, La Famiglia De Luca, has been embroiled in a brutal five-year war with the Mexican mafia, La Mano Roja (The Red Hand). Desperate for an advantage, Capo Ivan De Luca forges an unlikely alliance with the feared Russian Bratva, led by the powerful Pakhan Sergei Morozov. But at a steep price: his daughter's hand in marriage to the Pakhan's ruthless grandson, the future Pakhan. Meet Mikhail Morozov, a half-Russian, half-Cuban mafia heir with ice in his veins and blood on his hands. He rules with silence and steel, trusting no one and loving none. Raised in brutality, Mikhail believes emotions are liabilities and mercy is weakness. And Donatella De Luca, the sharp-tongued and fiercely independent second daughter of Capo Ivan De Luca. With a quick wit and sharp mind, she navigates the complex world of the De Luca famiglia with confidence and poise. When the Pakhan chooses Donatella as the bride, a complex web of loyalty, power, and forbidden love is set in motion. Will Donatella’s strength be enough to tame the devil, or will Mikhail cold heart consume her?”