Haunted Mansion Beating Heart Bride Novels & Stories

Did she find out that Cade was here? . “He was here, wasn’t he?”, She asked, raising her brow but I just averted my gaze instead of lying. “I see..”, She paused. “...Lenora, his first bride, is also here. So, be mentally prepared before going downstairs.”, Hearing her, my heart clenched and my eyes burned as my blood boiled into my veins. I gritted my teeth as my mind was screaming to kill someone. Kill that leech. .

"The heat is getting to me." ​"Don't be long, darling," he said, his eyes tracking me like a predator. "The toast is in ten minutes." ​I didn't go for air. I walked straight toward Beatrice. As I approached, Elena stepped aside, a cruel smirk playing on her lips. ​"The bride looks like she’s seen a ghost," Beatrice said, her voice smooth and venomous.

I breathed in deeply, his scent was gone as well. I'm left with an undying thirst for his blood, his ghost grip around my neck and a curious twin sister who I had no explanation to give. All of what was happening to me right now, felt like what was drawn out of a smutty horror movie. My heart drummed faster, mirroring my heightened breath. It's thumping, pulsing in my heart in my ears in a creepy rhythm.

" And before they could say anything else, the doors of the room opened up, and with the sound of heels echoing around the room, Damon’s hand gripped his chair in fear as the person from his dreams and nightmares entered the room, Brynn. Damon could hear his heartbeat loud in his ear and the sound of his heart, and he heard the loud clatter of the table because of how hard Herron had slammed it. He was in shock, and so was his son Damon, as they both looked like they had seen a ghost. Herron stood up in shock as he pointed to the gold crest heiress, who stood bravely and watched Damon and Herron. Herron stood up and pointed his index finger shakily at Brynn.

CORALINA'S POV The heavy thud of the oak doors echoing through the registry hall is the only sound that remains after Maximus is dragged out. The silence that follows is thick, pressurized, and smelling faintly of the ozone his desperate Alpha scent left behind. I stand at the altar, my fingers curled so tightly around my bouquet that the stems of the white lilies begin to bruise. My heart is hammering against my ribs, a frantic, jagged rhythm, but it isn’t the heartbeat of a bride. It is the adrenaline of a survivor who has just watched her past be forcibly evicted.

At midnight, I gave up. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. The floor was cold under my bare feet. The moonlight came through the window, pale and silver, painting shapes on the walls. I opened my door and stepped into the hallway. The mansion was different at night. The shadows were deeper. The silence was heavier. The portraits on the walls seemed to watch me as I walked past them. Twelve women in white dresses. Twelve dead brides. Twelve pairs of eyes that followed me down the hall.

They are my family; family is supposed to stick together. “Y---,” I shook my head to be able to speak when the whole mansion shook for a few seconds. We all shared a horrifying glance as we knew what it was, it wasn’t an earthquake. It was the sign of the appearance of the Wailing Brides. “Wailing Brides!” Veronica held onto Hassel’s hand as she panicked.

She reacted to his fiery kiss with equal fervour as he bit her lips, prying his tongue into her mouth. It was a strange phenomenon. Ghosts could not be touched or seen by normal people. But the custom of a ghost marriage binds a couple in such a way, that they can invoke passions in each other as well. Chaerin felt desire, sexual attraction and felt every touch of Joonjae's.

Looking at him feels like being mesmerized by the darkness for the first time even you have been living by your fears of the dark all these years. The scene was breath-taking. The garden of the manor was turned into something very magical and beautiful. Of course nothing is impossible when you have money. Because when you have money, you can have power and influence. While I was walking slowly through the aisle, playing the role of a bride who is about to make her dream come true, I couldn't help but wonder if I could get to live after all of this and marry my true mate. My heart didn't beat. It will never beat again like how it beats every time he was near. Maybe this is really meant to hap

She herself turning into one of them for his sake. Ryson acted as her brother and accompanied her to go to the groom. The bride was handed to the groom. Ryson shared a few words with his friend, in mid sentences he warned Kyson to treat Lara well. After getting on his seat, the lead vampire lord started to read the vows and the two were repeating each word after him.