Heaven Bridal

"Get up and avenge our death. Kill them. Kill them for killing the both of us," That was the voice Alyssa Watson kept hearing in her head. ------------------------------------------------------------ Alyssa Watson was betrayed by her best friend and fiance. The duo didn't stab her in the back only, but they also killed her. Heaven smiled on Alyssa's and she was reborn into the body of a popular blogger, Alyssa Arnold.  Alyssa Arnold was married to Tristan, a billionaire and the most handsome man in England.  She was still trying to comprehend her luck when she discovered Alyssa Arnold was not happy in the marriage as she appeared to be and Tristan was cheating on her with the country's most loved model, Clara. Leaving her with no choice, Alyssa Watson decided to avenge her death and also avenge Alyssa Arnold's death. Will she be successful? What is going to happen if she found out she was already falling in love with Tristan? What are the secrets behind Alyssa Arnold's death?

My ex-husband is getting married. and.... I’m the one hired to plan the wedding. My name is Arabella Paloma Garcia. Five years ago, I was arranged to marry an Italian heir with an angel’s face and the personality of something between a blizzard and a natural disaster: Rafael Vittorio Ricciardi. We spent one year of marriage arguing hard enough to make a lawyer retire early. Then his ex came back, and I left with a divorce bracelet on my finger… and a pair of babies in my belly. Now I live in San Francisco. I own a wedding planning company, I’m a single mom to two demon twins, and I’m very, very proud of the fact that the name Ricciardi doesn’t appear anywhere in my life. Until one email lands in my inbox: Ricciardi–Marino Wedding. Groom: Rafael Vittorio Ricciardi. Bride: Alessandra Marino… the woman who once became the reason I got kicked out of his life. I should’ve said no. But Alessandra is infuriating, and I want to prove I’m over Rafael. So I take the job. But he walks in with a cold stare that sends my stomach straight to the floor. No recognition. A helicopter crash two years ago wiped six years of his life. Including me. Including our marriage. Perfect. I’ll plan my ex-husband’s wedding, send him down the aisle, and go back to my life. The plan goes smoothly. Right up until the wedding day. The bride disappears. The guests are waiting. The media is already rolling. And Rafael closes the bridal suite door… drops a bomb that earns him my fist in his face: “You’re the one who going to walk down the aisle with me.”

"Sherman...Sherman Colton," I managed to mutter, my voice quivering from a combination of exhaustion and worry. The name surfaced from the depths of my consciousness, unexpected yet purposeful. As I felt my awareness fade, a lingering feeling of unease settled within me. I didn't just say that name in response to a question; it was more like a desperate plea, a fragment of worry for the man whose image and reputation I was afraid I had ruined in the chaotic events that had taken place. As I surrendered to the embrace of unconsciousness, a deep uncertainty gripped my soul, unsure if I would ever wake up to the light of another day. I whispered, "Mr.Colton, I didn't break your trust." ........................................................................... Within the luxurious Elite Oaks Resort, Zara Tahel, the unassuming housekeeper, found herself thrust into a passionate whirlwind of destiny. Her heartache led her to cancel her wedding when she uncovered her lover's affair with his superior. Little did she know, her life was about to take a captivating turn. In her bridal gown's elegance, Zara collided with Sherman Colton, the charismatic CEO of the resort. Their encounter was electric, sparking a photograph that set the world buzzing with intrigue. But their chemistry was undeniable, a passionate connection that smoldered. Sherman offered an arrangement, one fraught with desire and hidden longing. As their worlds intertwined, the question hung in the air: Was their deal just a façade to protect his reputation, or had a deep, secret attraction ignited since that unforgettable moment? Amidst moonlit nights and stolen moments at Elite Oaks Resort, Zara and Sherman embarked on a passionate journey, testing the limits of love and desire. Their hearts danced to a melody of fervent ardor, setting their worlds ablaze with irresistible chemistry.

I've been pregnant for six months, but my Alpha mate, William, has delayed our mating ceremony 29 times. He's waiting for his adopted sister, Rita, to find a mate so they can have a "two-couple mating ceremony." The 30th time I altered the waist of my beloved mating ceremony dress, the bridal shop assistant looked embarrassed, "Miss, this dress really can't be widened anymore. How about you choose another one?" Disappointment rose in my throat like bile. I called William, asking when the ceremony would finally happen. But William said: "I will give you an unforgettable mating ceremony, but Rita's mate hasn't been matched yet. Darling, can you wait a little longer? We shouldn't ruin her whole life over such a small thing, right? I know you'll understand. You're always so kind." My heart clenched suddenly. So, my dream mating ceremony is just a small thing. Rita's sweet, high-pitched voice chimed in: "Brother, my mating ceremony dress matches yours so perfectly!" That was the moment I realized I was never the one being chosen. I looked down at my round pregnant belly, tears slipping quietly from the corners of my eyes. Then, with a trembling hand, I dialed the number that had always been waiting for me. "I'm ready to leave." After the call ended, the clerk cautiously asked: "Would you like to choose another one?" "No. Just cancel it, please." I took one last glance at the dress that would never belong to me. If this ceremony was never for me, then I won't stay for it.

Athena was pregnant with Lucian’s child. Yet he couldn’t recognize her as his mate, due to the spell cast on her since birth, she had finally gotten rid of it and hoped that Lucian would recognize her but he didn’t. She hoped that once he claimed her as his chosen mate, she’d finally tell him that he was going to be a father. But then the palace caught fire. Lucian held Athena close leading her to safety, but Helena pulled him back. Athena fell, landing on her stomach on a burning pillar. She bled and lost the child. “Lucian!!” She called out to him. A burning curtain collapsed, scarring half her face. She fell unconscious, her heart slowed and her body was loosing warmth.Lucian rushed back cradling her burnt body. When he touched her, only then did he feel it. His wolf Growled MATE. But it was too late. Rogues attacked the palace as Lucian ran out carrying Athena bridal style. He called Helena and left Athena in her care. But Helena betrayed him, handing Athena over to the rogues. “This is what suits you. You wanted to take Lucian from me? No he is mine and mine alone.” Four years later, After Lucian searched endlessly for Athena but never found her. Now. She stood before him, eyes full of hate. Then a little boy ran up to Lucian pulling his sleeve and said: “Dad. Mom is calling you.” Their story is one of legend. The story of a Hybrid whispered among packs as a tale of destiny and courage. Athena’s journey was difficult. But even with all the hate she had in her heart. The power of love is stronger than that of the mind.

"he's your elder brother! The rightful heir of the kingdom. "He turned around furious. His eyes glowing red and his hands itching to silence that voice forever. "The king would never choose you as his heir! "'Now that's enough! ' his rugged fingers from fighting many a wars now gripped the handle to his sword. 'He had had enough of this unruly man.' "prince Chandra! "Afraid that he had to witness another bloodbath tonight in front of his eyes, the minister spoke up. "You could be the heir to the throne, if there's no elder brother to claim it anymore. "A silence so poignant settled into the room, before the fool spoke again. "And how's prince Chandra supposed to kill his own brother? He has been kicked out of the palace without an army, rarely any income except the looted money from the nearby villages. " "I know a way to overcome these problems." "The sole heiress of Rai chand's.Their coal mines, the business of daimonds could solve all our problems." "But why would they give all that to us?"the prince asked. "Because you would marry his daughter." "goodness!" the ladies gasped. "I bet he would have a hard time at the wedding knowing that at the end of the night, this nymph would be waiting at his bed"an blush crept up her cheeks.But it was all short lived she ran down the steps of her home in a frenzy her bridal attire swishing across the floor. Tears had already stained her cheeks when she reached the aisle.It was all red! The floor, the ceiling, the carpet and the lifeless body of her soon to be husband that lay there, bathed in blood."It's time for us to get married darling!" the prince clasped her hand.

On the night of our wedding, my gold-medal lawyer wife, Aurora Sterling, abandoned me and tangled herself with her assistant, Kieran Holt. Kieran barged into our bridal suite carrying his vegetative-state fiancee, Elara Holt, and demanded we swap spouses. I refused without hesitation. Right there on the spot, he drugged me and forcibly locked me in a room with Elara. Meanwhile, he held Aurora in our newlywed bed and used eighteen condoms that night. The next morning, I stormed into the office to confront him. Instead, I saw Aurora kneeling between his legs. When she noticed me, Kieran shuddered and quickly pulled away before standing up. "Rowan, Aurora didn’t get enough last night, so I brought her out for some fun again. Don’t worry. This will be the last time. I won’t disturb you two anymore." He turned to leave. However, Aurora stopped him reluctantly. "Kieran, you're not the one who should leave." Then she turned to me, her face dark with anger. "Elara became a vegetable because she saved my life. I have an obligation to fulfill a wife’s duties for her. "From now on, I’ll accompany Kieran on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. The rest of the days I’ll stay with you. I’m even giving you an extra day, so you should be satisfied." As I watched the absurd scene unfold before me, rage finally exploded inside my chest. Just as I was about to erupt, my phone suddenly chimed. Ding. "Hey, handsome, your skills are pretty good. Interested in developing a long-term arrangement?"

On our wedding night, my husband Grayson's sister-in-law, Scarlette, stumbled drunkenly into our bridal suite and threw her arms around him, refusing to let go. "Kayla, my husband died young, and I really just want a child. Please, lend him to me for one night," she cried through her tears, shoving a toy into my hand. "I promise I'll return him tomorrow. And if you get lonely… you can use this to comfort yourself." I stood there, dumbfounded, my gaze shifting in confusion to Grayson, who was already helping Scarlette steady herself. "You're really going to sleep with her?" He avoided my eyes, his tone strangely urgent. "Don't overthink it. She's drunk and talking nonsense. I'll take her back to her room to rest." As he started to leave with her, I stepped in front of them, blocking their way. "Grayson, it's our wedding night tonight. Are you seriously going to walk out with her?" His expression darkened as he pushed me aside. "You're my wife now—try to be more sensible. Don't get jealous over something so trivial." Then, carefully, he guided her out of the room. I wanted to run after him and stop them, but when I saw the deep concern in his eyes as he looked at her, the truth finally hit me. The love this man had for me was no longer mine alone. And if that was the case, why should I cling to a marriage that had already soured? I might as well walk away with my head held high.

Ophelia Evans, an orphan and a mystery to everyone, No one knows who she is? Where did she come from? Tristin Rivera, a CEO and a bachelor who is sought worldwide by thousands of women, but other than his name, no one has seen him (still, he is famous). They both are a world apart; they shouldn't meet, let alone falling in love. When these two aren't even in each other's world, that's where fate came. A natural matchmaker… After all, every single pair was a match made in heaven, these two also. Like every love has to go through the test. They also went through the ordeal of destiny and the past trial. What will happen when the truth about their origin comes out, and with that many dangers also? Can they face that? Can their love and determination win through trials and have a happy ending? In the end, will they have their own little sweet and happy ending love story? Let's go and join Ophelia and Tristin's journey...

A substitute wife. That's the role of Heaven Arsenal in Ziyo Arkinus's life. A billionaire and the CEO of an empire, but because of the tragedy, she became his unwanted wife. Her twin sister, Hope, Ziyo's fiancee, died, and she was forced to take Hope's place. She needs to marry Ziyo to save their dying business. Ever since they were children, she has secretly loved Ziyo, but Ziyo loves her twin sister. She tried to do everything to win Ziyo's heart, but the world wasn't on her side because whatever she'd do, she couldn't get Ziyo's heart. She was blamed for Hope's accident. She tried to be a good daughter, a good wife, but whatever she did, she was always unwanted. A miracle happened because Ziyo told her he already loved her and they would try to make their marriage work, but hope is back in Ziyo's life and Ziyo seems to still love Hope. Would their story end in a happy ending?