I Need A Bride Free Novels & Stories

Madison POV The church was full of different kinds of majestic decorations. A theme of white and gold, the color that is perfectly expressing both purity and prosperity. Indeed, it is really f*cking wonderful. A wonderful place to exchange vows for eternity. Tch, But then... On this fre*king wonderful day, who? Tell me who would have thought?! Who would have thought that arggh! A mere guest like me who was forced to attend this d*mn wedding of my damn stepsister will become the bride??!

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

"The bride and groom have opened up their event to the public. Free food." I pause, tempted. "Maybe I'll stay for a moment longer," I decide. "Wine bar?" He points to the right. He also tells me that since the bride is a famous fashion designer, there is a free clothing rack of clothing for guests who want to "gussy themselves up" for the big event. Free food, drinks, and clothing? These people must be rich.

she said, voice carrying that familiar mixture of exasperation and affection. Kris sat at the table with the guest list and chapel receipt spread in front of her, pen tucked neatly behind one ear. She scanned the notes again and muttered, “No glitter. No detachable train. No veil the size of a mosquito net,” ticking off the items in her mind as if that alone would ward off the absurd. Freeda almost smiled. “Exactly.” The message from the unknown number still blinked insistently on her phone: Wednesday is a bold choice. Morning light is cruel on the wrong bride.

His gaze pierced into mine and I found myself lost in his eyes when he raised a brow, I suddenly snapped back to my senses and stretched my hand forward for a handshake. My face brightened with a smile crept at the corner of my lips “I happened to hear your conversation where you mentioned that if the bride doesn't arrive in the next five minutes, then you would just get married to anyone. Five minutes have already passed, so let me be your bride.”

I'd never done this before so I had no idea where to go. “Eden, do you have anything in mind?” Truthfully, I had never thought about this. “Well, I don't know.. since it's going to be at night, I'd like something very airy. Something free and pretty." When we got to the store, the attendant walked up to Quinn. “Good morning, who is the bride today?” I raised my hand. “Wonderful, such a pretty bride. Do you have anything in mind today?” I told her what id told them in the car.

” Brody ~”Of course bro, I am not missing it for a thing. Damon ~”Well you kind of cannot miss it, I want you to be my best man.” Brody ~”Damn bro, you don't even have to ask.” Skye ~”And Tajsa I want you to be one of my bridesmaids.” Tajsa ~”Holy shit, I did not expect that. Of course I will.” Skye ~”Great cause you have to help me plan a wedding in Bora Bora in less than a month.” Brody ~”Fuck I can't believe you are getting married bro.”

Preparing for wedding is so boring, but my dad wouldn’t let Aaron do it alone, I want to enjoy, my single life days is about to end, yet I didn’t get laid by the man I want to fuck? I won’t let myself be buried with that married, without even enjoying him, I confidently walked through the entrance, the bouncer don’t need any ID’s or proof of any identification, of course, who wouldn’t let a Glazilda Croix inside? No one in hell would dare to do that.

And Cherry on the top, my bride had three possessive brothers. 'But I am ready to fight with everyone if at the end of everything my prize is my human bride.', I thought but the biggest problem was still not mentioned above. 'Will my bride accept me for what I am and will she leave her family, siblings, her living body, and her world to be with me?' . . I couldn't stop myself from staring at her. She looked kind of cute with her round chubby cheeks and her doe eyes. I didn't want to go on her sexy curvy figure because it was already perfect.

Glaring at her, he walked out. Now alone with her, he stood up. Arranged his suit and walked closer to her. He held her gaze, as he stood before her. "What's your name?" He asked, noticing her amber eyes were darker now. "I'm savannah," she answered. "Nice. Will you marry me?" She stepped back immediately, shocked. Her mouth hung open. "Wh.. Wha... What?" She stammered. "Will you marry me?" He repeated. She was beyond shocked. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her eyeballs popping out of it's socket as if he had suddenly developed horns. "C'mon." He urged. "You don't need to look that shocked. I need to get married. My bride just ditched me. I need a bride and I want you to be my br