Fugitive Bride Novels & Stories

At the age of sixteen and a half, Gianna had mostly mastered the ability to control her temper. We were escorted into the changing area by the store owner. Umberto and the other guy remained in front of the closed drapes. Mother sat down on the comfortable white sofa with Lily and Gianna and started looking through the exhibit of bridal dresses. In the center of the room, I was standing. My throat tightened at the sight of all the white tulle, silk, gossamer, and brocade and what it symbolized. I would soon be a married lady. The walls of the changing room were covered with love quotes, which seemed insulting given the stark reality of my situation. What was love if not a foolish dream? I fe

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all

Her mind was consumed with the memories that had resurfaced and the overwhelming uncertainty of her own feelings. As they stepped through the grand wooden doors of the church, the soft creaking sound echoed through the empty hall. The guests, who had been left bewildered by Elma's sudden departure, turned their attention to the returning bride. Whispers and concerned glances followed her every move, creating a palpable tension in the air. Elma could feel their eyes on her, but she remained resolute, focused on the task at hand.

The priest announced, “You will now be tied to each other forever. You may kiss the bride now.” Georgina so naturally held his hand which he tried to takeout but she was firmed in her hold. She gave him confused looks; he just grabbed her hand seeing the people around. She smiled happily thinking, it must be miff of her imagination. Everything is just fine with Prince Adam. He moved forward and just peck her lips, making her smile in delight...she shuddered with his touch but he was numb with hatred and anger burning in his veins. Priest declares their marriage is complete and both are husband-wife now.

Wanted to ask him why he did that. Why did he betray me?? Why did he leave me before our wedding?? I was so mad at him. But before he could do anything rain started heavily. And I was released from the cage all of a sudden and before I could do anything or react he got up. He went away. I immediately got up and tried to run after him but he didn't stop. I was soaking in rainwater and was looking around. But there wasn't anything in the dark. There wasn't any trace of him. No one.

"What do you mean embarrassment? Isn't this more embarrassing now?" "Look!" He let go of my arm and gritted his teeth as his blue eyes stared at me intensely. "My real bride ran away. I don't know if it's true or if someone abducted her. I need to find her and before that, you…you have to act as my bride for now." "What?" I quickly shook my head. "No! No, I can't! I need to leave now and marry my supposed husband. You're not the only desperate one here, mister. I'm about to lose my mother's company. I can't let it happen."

Chaos Erupts at Lavish Wedding of Sinjin Santillan as Stranger Claims to be Bride's Fiancé; Bride Flees Church In a stunning turn of events at the highly anticipated wedding of Sinjin Santillan and his bride-to-be, chaos ensued when a stranger disrupted the ceremony by claiming to be the bride's fiancé. The incident unfolded at the picturesque St Catherine's church, filled with guests eagerly awaiting the union of the couple. Witnesses described a tense atmosphere as the unidentified man confronted the bride and groom during the ceremony. He reportedly asserted his relationship with the bride, causing confusion and disbelief among attendees.

But instead, she was being surrounded by hugs, acceptance, and warmth. The tears prickled at the corners of her eyes again, but she quickly blinked them back. She didn’t want to cry now and risk ruining the mood. Jamal must have noticed, because he stepped behind her, resting a hand gently at her shoulder. The small gesture send warmth spreading through her body, reminding her she wasn’t alone in this moment. But just as she was finally beginning to settle into the warmth of her new family, another voice sliced through the hall. “Well, well, well,” a mocking sneer echoed through the hall. “If it isn’t the runaway bride.”

Vincent reasoned, sipping his overfilled glass. Todd thought about Jessica; he knew she would jump at the chance to be Mrs. Vandenburg. The problem was she was far from the virginal bride his grandfather wanted. On top of that. The idea of being married to her left a bad taste in his mouth. She was good for a fun time, but she was far too immature and a notorious party girl. She was not the kind of woman you took to an event and got taken seriously by business partners. “The problem is my Grandfather has made a contract stating that my bride had to be a virgin…”

he went on, Aunty Lisa was so confused . “What is going on,” She asked after she’d unwrapped a piece of chewable and thrown it in her mouth. “ This bride , thinks she can not make it because she is still in love with her ex, who left her to die in the trap house, and is…..” he was cut off immediately. “ Hold on, in the trap house!” Auntie Lisa exclaimed. “Yaa,” Shatra responded, I closed my eyes because I thought that he might recognize me. “ Bitch, look at me,” Auntie Lisa asked me.