I Need A Bride Free Novels & Stories

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all

My life was going to change after today. I had always imagined my wedding to be simple, with Suzy and Rose as my bridesmaids but they weren't even going to attend, instead some people I have no idea of were going to be my bridesmaid. My wedding was going to be the wedding of the season. So, I'd be the anonymous bride of Don. That had gotten a sad sigh from me. The door to where I was sitting alone to stare at myself opened. "You'd soon be called out." A female in her mid twenties said.

“There’s no way I’m going to be your bride.” “I accept your decision,” said Cheng very quickly. “She does have a point, though,” I said. “If it doesn’t specifically say the bride has to be a virgin in the prophecy, you’re just being an ass. No offence. I mean, if it’s that important, why not just marry a thirteen-year-old and hav—” I stopped mid-sentence as a thought struck me. “You know, I take that back. I have the perfect girl for you.” Jenny jumped to her feet. “Yes!” I’d never seen her so fired up. “We’ll find you a bride.”

"If you intend to take this false marriage story forward, at least you need to find someone who does not limit you, but who is also not a human ice cube. Why don't you try to hire a model? Money is not a problem for you.” "And where will I find a model who accepts to play the role of the perfect groom? Remembering that the package includes a dozen white doves, a very demanding family, and a bride with serious anxiety problems.” "You don't have to fall in love with the model, nor does he fall in love with you, Suzy... Just offer the money, make your intentions very clear, and that's it. Perfect wedding. Satisfied family. Open and healthy relationship. Although a little insane, it's even more

“Dad sold you to that man, didn’t he?” “No.” I said firmly, cupping his face. “Nobody sold me. I made this decision myself. For me and for you.” “But” He cut in before I could finish. “Do you love him?” I blinked. “What?” “Why would you marry someone you don’t even love?” I exhaled slowly and loosened the hug, taking his hand and walking him back to the bed. We sat down together. “Let me tell you something.” I said carefully. “Not every marriage begins with love. Some begin with reasons that are harder to explain. But that doesn’t make them wrong.”

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

I couldn't seem to stop. "The financiers on Swift's side have a covenant. Old money, extremely specific language. The deal includes a share exchange: Swift shares granted to the bride, Hartwell shares to the groom, and the covenant requires that whoever the bride is must be operationally qualified. Involved in the business. Not—" I stopped. "Not ceremonial." A long silence. "Not Celeste," Maya said. "Not Celeste." Another silence. Then Maya made a sound that was technically a snort but contained entire universes. "'Bride must have relevant aviation credentials.' They wrote that into a merger covenant."

The security ceases the commotion and trying hard to push them off. “Do not look back Charm, you have to look forward.” There are many people waiting outside the church. I and my brother walked with security escorts. I wish I’ll just disappear! Just like a bubble. But…NO! I have to do this! Do not be coward Charm! You have to do this for your brother. What would it be like if I run? Am I going to be like the runaway bride in the news? Joeff Lee Chan’s having a runaway bride at his wedding day? That would be trending if that happens!

“My entire feed is talking about you. Like, you broke the internet a little.” I blink, caught off guard. “Wait, seriously?” The guy waves his phone as if it’s proof enough. “You’re trending, girl. The bride who ditched white. Bold. Romantic. A little scandalous. We love it.” Someone else chimes in from the crowd, nodding with a cocktail in hand. “And married to Alessandro CostaVanilli? Damn. You’re practically royalty.” A startled laugh escapes me, quiet and breathless. I feel a little flustered, a little dizzy, like I have stepped onto a stage I didn’t know I was auditioning for. “Well… thanks, I guess?”

I could do nothing but hug him. "I vowed to never return to a claiming. The years of loneliness start eating at you. I finally knew I could not stay away. Our brides are not just sexual partners, they're companions. When a bride's body is old and frail, unable to perform sexually, it matters not. Friendship fills all voids and a dragon is satisfied. The terrible part is knowing our time is limited once it reaches that point. I flew to your claiming vowing to never love again. Forgive me, bride, for it is you who will suffer the most. Please. Just... be my friend."