I Knew The Bride Novels & Stories

I turn to see the registrar who was standing beside us. After saying the vows. I expected the registrar to say you may now kiss the bride but he didn't. I heave a sigh of relief. I glanced at Hunter to see him still staring at me. What's wrong with my face. I raised my eyebrows in a questioning manner making him smirk and wink at me.

“I am not who?” “You are not Emerald, are you? You are not the woman I was supposed to marry,” I accused and stared at her face carefully. I knew I would be able to read her once I looked at her. She was like an open book and was so easy to see through. I knew that was going to help me right now. “Did… did you smoke?” She frowned. There was no change in her facial expression. “Where is my bride?” I asked again. “Ah… you must have smoked. I thought you didn’t smoke. Was I wrong then?”

I assume he’s the groom’s father. The groom looked at me and slowly stepped down. He walked closer and closer, and I instinctively stepped back. “Kath.” I froze when he said my name. How does he know me? “Katherine is dead! That’s not Kath, Lawrence! She’s probably an impostor trying to ruin our wedding!” the bride shouted angrily and rushed toward me. “And who told you I’m dead? Can’t you see I’m standing here, talking?” I replied, though my heart was pounding hard.

I did not recognize the groom at all, but I had to say that he was very good looking, and his white tuxedo only added to his alluring charms. The door opened slowly, and the bride was escorted in by her father. The veil over her face made it hard for me to figure out who she was or if I even knew her. The music continued playing as the bride and her father walked along the aisle. Since I couldn’t recognize the bride even after she had walked past the row where I was seated, I decided to simply sit back and enjoy the rest of the ceremony and event. It did occur to me that perhaps Ace just needed someone to accompany him to this event, and as his girlfriend, I was his natural choice. “You don’

She looked at me. And I saw something in her face I hadn't seen before. Not guilt. Not shame. Fear. Jade was afraid. Of what I was about to know. That was worse than anything she could have said. "I'm the bride," she said. "They're not sending someone from my pack." Her eyes didn't leave mine. "They're sending me. I'm the bride they're bringing to replace you." The pot kept boiling behind me. Steam rising. The rain coming down outside.

Heinrich chimed in, “Don’t worry, Zaha. We’re all here for you, man.” Ezekiel, who was overseeing the proceedings, approached the groom with a smile. “Now, you good?” he asked. Zaha nodded, a small smile spreading across his face. “I just... can’t wait to see her,” he replied. Ezekiel patted Zaha on the back before properly taking his place at the front of the procession. The music swelled, and the guests stood up in anticipation as the doors at the end of the hall opened, revealing the radiant bride, Arai Padparadscha.

I never left where I was, and that was when I saw him. Everyone was looking at the bride coming in. But I was focused on the man before me. He was dressed in a groom's attire, but he wore a frown. He turned, and our eyes met. I smiled at him, but all he did was glare back at me. “What are you doing here?” he sent through the mindlink. I was about to reply to him when the supposed bride stopped right in front of him. My heart skipped a beat. She looked rough, like she had seen hard times.

And I had no words to make it right. “Please tell me that you were at least in an off-again situation before today?” She asked then. Because she was trying to give me an out for forgetting all about the fallout being a replacement bride at my sister’s wedding would cause with my on-again, off-again boyfriend of three years. I nodded eagerly. Tragically. Maya looked at me with no mercy. "He was in the cathedral. Left more or less the same time Celeste did." Which was long before we said “I do”.

Keith stood in the center of the stage, waiting for his bride. The door opened slowly. Mike led the bride walking in slowly, under grace of the flower petals and elegant piano music. After missing out on the wedding earlier, Keith could finally marry Sandra. The wedding march was heard. When the two walked into the hall slowly, Keith could see who was approaching. The person under the veil was not Sandra, but Ivy. Ignoring the murmurs of the guests, Keith pulled off her veil with all his strength and roared, "Where's Sandra? Why are you here?"

cough As the car left without turning back, one pair of red eyes under six feet on the ground shone bright like a grim reaper. 25 YEARS PASS "You may now kiss the bride." The people present inside the church cheered after the veil was lifted by the groom, and a passionate kiss was shared between Nigel and Ivi. (Ivi, pronounced as Ivy) "Congratulations to the newlyweds." Iko said and hugged his mother, who looked younger and fresher compared to him, who was buried in a lot of things to think about. (Iko, pronounced as Aiko) "Thank you, and where are your brother and niece?"