Golden Bride Novels & Stories

Gold chains connected her collar to her pierced nipples and clit, jingling softly with every movement. Marcus and Damien, both still powerfully built and commanding, escorted her like high priests. Marcus’s voice boomed across the amphitheater. “Twenty-five years ago, she became ours. Tonight, we celebrate the woman who has taken tens of thousands of cocks, borne our children, and surrendered everything to the obsession. For the next twenty-one days, she is yours. Worship her. Destroy her. Fill her until she can take no more.” The Golden Jubilee began. The Eternal Offering

gold asked silver who was who immediatly stood up " let's head to the full moon mating ceremony" Silver and Gold walked out of the house, at their balcony gold snapped her fingers and immediately their cloths changed to elegante colthes ready for the full moon mating ceremony. gold was wearing a black dress platted with gold stones that showed how elegant the dress was, her gold hair was packed in a messy burn which showed how beautifull she looked. Her tein brother Silver was wearing a black suit with silver inner and black shoe, he looked like a prince in his outfit Gold looked at him and asked " do you have to always put the color of our hair on every cloth we wear?"

They undressed and bathed him in cold water with honey, they dressed him in white silk and anointed his head in what smelled like blackberries and mint Bridgette thought as she patiently waited and watched these old men not miss a beat on fawning over their true and undisputed heir. “Come your Highness, your subjects await your return.” Ealdorman Amos bellowed as he cleared his throat moving slowly toward the large white and gold-lined doors. “Wait!” Raiden said as his head whipped around to find Bridgette in the same tattered clothes. “Clean my bride-to-be, find her clothes, and we shall go in together.” “Your Grace, it’s just not done!” Ealdorman Silas spoke up as he grabbed up his robes f

Crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow, illuminating the grand hall with an ethereal light. Suddenly, a hush fell over the crowd as the doors at the back of the room swung open, and the bride made her entrance. The bridal procession made its way down the aisle, and gasps of awe rippled through the crowd. Tami, resplendent in her exquisite wedding lehenga and adorned with intricate gold and Kundan jewelry, commanded attention with her ethereal beauty. The guests, dressed in their finest attire, watched in rapt admiration as she glided gracefully towards the stage, her radiant smile lighting up the room.

At one moment, she is all moody and sad, and then in the next minute, she is all cheerful, like one who was never sad for an entire decade. Everyone stood up in the church room as the bride, Violet, walked inside gracefully, holding up her heavy white gown with glittery golden stones all around it, that climbed up to her neck, adorned in a golden, glittery gown, with jewelries that covered her face like an Indian bride, and her light, beautiful and exquisite makeup. Eyes roamed all round her body, some eyes wanting to devour her as they looked at her stunning beauty in her dress and makeup and jewelry. Wondering what she looked like, outside the veil and all the heavy accessories she put on.

He brought a gold tray covered with red cloth and bowed before leaving. “Guests have arrived, Crown Princess.” Outsiders could wait when I was in the middle of something important! Without any further delay, I removed the cloth from tray, “Do you know its meaning, Zayn?” Two new silver crowns instead of my dad’s ones perplexed Zayden, he thought for a while before speaking. “Gold represents power and prosperity in royals. That’s why the King and Queen’s crowns are made of pure gold. And silver is a sign of announcement of an heir.”

In response to his question, she said, "Sabrina has been working hard to care for me. I feel a bit better today and should be able to get up and move around tomorrow." "Why not let me help you up now?" Ulrik unveiled the covers and reached out to assist her, his movements embodying the respect an Alpha holds for their elder. Seeing this, Sabrina finally put down the jewelry box containing the ruby headpiece and picked up the box Ulrik had given her. Opening it, she found a golden bridal hair crown inside. She picked it up—its considerable weight and decent design briefly satisfying her, though a tinge of criticism still crossed her mind. The workmanship pales in comparison to the Golden Jewe

I didn't want to question her or make her relieve her bad past but her words sounded unbelievable. "I never knew you went through a lot sis, I'm truly sorry. As for Stacey, I recently met her at the hotel I'm in, and I kind of felt like she wasn't lying." I said softly. "That's what golddiggers do, they trick and lie. That lady is a professional gold digger who can easily manipulate you, so avoid her at all cost and stay away from her." she said. "Okay, thank you for making things clear to me. I will talk to you later, I love you." I whispered.

The morning of the wedding broke with a soft golden glow bathing the pack lands. The air buzzed with excitement, as though even the trees were whispering about what the day would bring. Flowers bloomed brighter. The birds chirped louder. Everything felt more alive. Inside the bridal chambers, Reva stood silently before the full-length mirror, the soft swish of silk brushing her ankles. Her gown was unlike anything ever seen—moon-white, embroidered with ancient runes that shimmered faintly in the light, whispering secrets only witches knew. It hugged her delicate frame in elegance, her long dark hair cascading in soft waves over her shoulders, adorned with silver vines and soft gardenias.

The ceremony was over, and their mate bond was sealed forever. “You may kiss your bride,” said the priest. With shaky hands, Brishor stepped closer to Meryl. He lifted her veil and the world faded. “I love you, my queen,” he said and leaned down to kiss his beautiful wife. She closed her eyes while he continued to stare at her, seeing her face through his heavy-lidded eyes. When he pulled away, he licked her lips. He squeezed her hand and then they turned to face the crowd. The priest brought Meryl’s crown—a gold circlet with a lapis lazuli in the center. Brishor took the crown and placed it on her head.