I Married As The Replacement Bride Novels & Stories

“You’re my wife… aren’t you?” Axel said again, his voice lower this time. Irony slowly turned to face him. Her expression was cold. “You must be either drunk or mad because..” “You’re not… Ivory Riggs?” he cut in. She let out a small laugh. “Ivory Riggs?” she repeated, amused. “You must be joking. Like I said, I know nothing about you. You’re just my co-CEO.” “Co-CEO?” His brows furrowed. “What about our contract marriage? What about our kids?”

Silence. Heavy. Sharp. Daniel stared at me as if he no longer knew the woman standing in front of him. And honestly? Maybe he didn’t. Because the girl who once begged for his attention no longer existed. “You’ve changed,” he said finally, his voice colder now. His jaw tightened. Around us, whispers continued quietly, people pretending not to watch while clearly listening to every word. Daniel stepped closer. “Do you really think this marriage is real?” he asked quietly. “You’re just a replacement.”

“For agreeing to marry me. I know this is insane. I know it’s reckless. But I have my reasons.” He stayed quiet. Listening. I looked down at my hands. “This won’t be a real marriage. Not a love story. We’ll date for a bit, make it look convincing to the press. Then we can do a small wedding or a courthouse one. Whatever keeps people quiet.” He tilted his head slightly, his arm crossed. “I’ll stay out of your way,” I continued. “No drama, no emotional scenes. I won’t touch your business. And when you're done, just say the word, I'll walk away.”

He assured her, "Okay dear, bye and my regards to..." "Mom, I'll send your regards to her. Bye." He cut her off and bade his bye, hanging up the call immediately. "She wants the wedding to be in Palm Springs." "Then, a Palm Springs wedding it'll be, except it won't be between you and Julie." "What do you mean?" Robin asked confusedly, "We're getting a substitute bride for you." He announced and Robin was deadpanned.

Cross, not her. I stopped beside the mirror and stared at my reflection, trying to calm myself down, but all I could think about was how easily Aria had taken the place that was supposed to belong to me. She hadn’t even worked for it. She just showed up. She became the replacement bride, married Nathan and somehow turned herself into the woman he couldn’t seem to stay away from. It was fucking ridiculous. I grabbed my phone again and opened the post, scrolling through the comments even though I already knew I was going to hate what I saw.

she returned the kit and tilted her head, “rest well, Valentina.” And immediately I was all alone. Every scene from yesterday flashed in my eyes immediately. Camila escaped, leaving me. Dad used me as a collateral and here I was married to a Don that didn't even care enough to introduce me to the house. What was I even saying? Did I expect that from a mafia Don? A bitter laugh left me as I adjusted on the bed. Why did Nikolai marry me? What was I about to be used for? To give him heirs? Or something worse?

The dizziness I felt suddenly vanished as my heart sank and my stomach clenched hard, turning my fear to fury. “You have to replace Jimmie.” my mom stated coldly. “What??” I yelled. “I said you have to replace Jimmie.” “Come to think of it, The Royales haven't even met her for a start, so they won't even know.” She said boldly. “This is so messed up!” “How could you even think of that, mom?” “My sister was just murdered and what, I should replace her and supposedly marry her husband?” I scoffed amidst my utter shock.

"But, Mrs--Mommy, I mean. Our wedding--" "Yeah, perfect!" Michelle quickly cut off Rose's words. "Robert made the right choice out of the many follies in his life." "But I'm just a substitute," Rose sighed softly. Looking at her two squeezing hands, she lowered her head, "Rosa's replacement and Ruby's," her squeak trembled. Sick! Rose's chest was twitching painfully. The happiness she had promised Ryan on the cruise ship evaporated with the sea breeze. The Miami mainland and the air smack Rose because she was just a surrogate bride.

He opened his eyes and starred intensely at my face and briefly nodded. "Well...it never really went away. In fact, it kinda intensified instead. Which is why I kinda jumped at the chance to step in as your 'substitute' bride when Carrie ran off. I really wanted to be your wife and thought I'd have time to make you fall in love with me so our marriage would become real." "It IS real." He interrupted me.

"This wedding isn't just about you and her. It's about securing our status. Our power. Don't mess this up." Though his words were harsh, they lacked their usual sting. I had heard them countless times before. But today felt different. The pressure was overwhelming, the unspoken reality of our family's future hanging over me like a storm cloud. Marrying Ava was merely a business deal. It had to be for him at least. They didn’t know why I had agreed to marry her for him and for everyone else, it was a business contract to gain more power but in reality, it was for revenge.