Forever Bride Novels & Stories

I take the bouquet from her outstretched hands and hold the flowers close to my chest. The realization of what is happening finally dawns on me, transforming the confusion into a surge of overwhelming emotions. In a voice that resonates through the auditorium, Gabby breaks the silence. "Kyra," she begins, her eyes locking with mine. "For seven years, you have been the love of my life, my ray of sunshine in the darkness of uncertainty and my light at the end of every dark tunnel. I want to spend forever with you. I want to hold your hand and face every challenge that life throws at us, together. I want to grow old with you and leave this world peacefully in your arms. Will you please…marry me

“Forever.” Liora’s response was a soft moan, her body pressing closer to Christen’s. The mark on her skin pulsed with a life of its own, a symbol of their union. In this moment, their connection deepened, transcending the physical and delving into something far more profound. It wasn’t just lust that bound them—it was love, devotion, and the unyielding strength of their bond.

I could do nothing but hug him. "I vowed to never return to a claiming. The years of loneliness start eating at you. I finally knew I could not stay away. Our brides are not just sexual partners, they're companions. When a bride's body is old and frail, unable to perform sexually, it matters not. Friendship fills all voids and a dragon is satisfied. The terrible part is knowing our time is limited once it reaches that point. I flew to your claiming vowing to never love again. Forgive me, bride, for it is you who will suffer the most. Please. Just... be my friend."

"You may kiss your bride." Neither of us moved for a full three seconds. Then the groom leaned in slowly, just enough that his lips brushed the edge of my cheek, not quite a kiss and not quite nothing. His mouth stopped at my ear instead, his voice dropping so low only I could hear it. "Whoever you are…" A pause. "This marriage ends tomorrow."

The whole church quieted down, anticipating the moment when the bride would step in. Brielle, Cora and the other bridesmaids walked down the aisle before it was finally Brae's turn. She was holding onto William's arm in a solid grasp who looked down at her with a kind smile. As she started walking all eyes were on her. Brae was the one who had chosen 'A Thousand Years' by Christina Perri to be played at her wedding . A faint smile graced Brae's lips on thinking how the song was appropriate to express her feelings.

George gazed at the woman who had his heart for forever. They had come a long way and he would never let her go so easily ever again. Watching her walk down the aisle this time around was different than the last. This wasn't for a one year marriage contract this time. It was for life and he planned to live well with her for as long as life permitted him to. "You may now kiss the bride…" George smiled at the woman in his arms and leaned down to get a taste of her lips. As his lips sought for hers and their tongues touched for a moment….

“You stared into it and didn’t look away. You heard us in the walls. You’ve seen the blood.” Tears welled in my eyes. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you did,” she said. “You awakened us. The brides.” “I don’t want this!” I shouted. A long pause followed. Then she laughed softly, but it was the kind of laugh that came from someone broken beyond repair. “No one ever wants to be the last bride,” she said. “But someone has to be.” “What do you mean… last bride?” “We were all chosen. Lilianne. Celeste. Anindya. Me. And now, you.”

She lowered our joined hands by her side. "I'll give you a thousand kisses, My Sophie. All of them. No one will kiss you ever, but me." My eyes widened but my heart didn't slow down. "That would be forever, Chelsea. To never be kissed by anyone else means we have to be together forever, and ever and ever!" Chelsea nodded her head, then she smiled, Chelsea didn't smile a lot. But she normally half smiled or smirked. She was real beautiful when she did. "I know because we are forever always, remember?"

She grabbed my wrists harshly and hissed, “Repeat after me.” Fear closed around my throat. I nodded weakly. “I will try to become the Bride of the Century… or die trying.” Bride? For who? And what kind of twisted ceremony was this? Tears burned behind my eyes, but I forced the words out anyway. “I will try to become the Bride of the Century… or die trying.” A cruel smirk curved her lips. “I’m certain you won’t even survive the first test.” My blood ran cold. First test? So death wasn’t the worst thing waiting for me here. Is it?

She got married because he wanted her to, and as soon as he saw the marriage certificate, he slapped her. Ed thumped his chest and stomped his feet, "Yes, I asked you to get married, but I didn't ask you to marry the person you like. The person you should marry is Timothy Ryder, the small business owner of H Group!" Valeria was stunned. Timothy Ryder?! Shane Hunter?! I misidentified these two people? Moreover, she got married to the wrong person! What on earth happened? Valeria was becoming bewildered. Was there a mistake? When she saw her stepmother's gloating look, she knew that today had gone completely wrong.