I Need A Bride Free Novels & Stories

~~ Everyone has a chapter that they don't read out loud ~~ Phewww!!! Valentina sighed as she gazed at her image in the mirror. Dressed up in a shimmering white bridal gown with a veil covering her face and trailing behind like a fish tail. She wasn't feeling weird like the other times. This time her heart was racing fast as if warning her of something good. It was two days after her mom announced her marriage. And now she was here getting ready to marry her mysterious groom. She didn't know why her mother was hell bent on getting her married. Since she turned 18, her mother has been bringing proposals for her which she successfully denied because somehow the prospective guy had some faults.

H The last day bride Proloque Ever been in a situation where by no one wants you? Ever been in s position wishing someone to love you, probably your dad to love you? Well,maybe you haven't met Rissa Williams,a timid innocent lady 22 years,blue oceanic eyes,long pointed nose,full pink lips,and killing curves which make her a complete perfect lady, Her long dark hair top it to her beauty, But one thing is missing, A smile"." Been blamed for her mum's dad who died while giving birth to her is the worst experience anyone will wish to feel,

“You want a different bride?” I nod. “I can’t deal with someone like Xiomara, you know how I prefer my space. She takes up most of that with her bratty attitude and she hasn’t even been in my home a full twenty-four hours. If you want me to do this, get me a timid bride - someone like Gianna.”

I’ll replace every memory you left with him, just like this dress. Every word felt like a sharp blade, stabbing straight into my heart. I zoomed in on the photo and stared at Vincent for a long time. He stood behind her, dressed in a tailored suit, a faint smile on his lips. Before I realized it, my eyes had turned red. It seemed I loved him so much that I was crying happy tears for him. I didn’t go home that entire night. After staying on the Brooklyn Bridge for most of the night, I took the earliest subway to St. Patrick’s Cathedral, where Vincent and Elena would be getting married in four days.

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

"You good, man?" Dante's fingers didn't stop moving. "Yeah. Why?" "Got a request. Group wants to know if the bride's interested in a bachelor party special." My pussy clenched around his fingers. "What's that?" I asked breathlessly. Dante's smile in the mirror was absolutely filthy. "That's when my friends and I take turns fucking the bride-to-be until she can't remember her own name. Usually costs a couple grand." My rational mind screamed that this was insane. That I should get dressed and leave right now. But my body—my desperate, aching body that had never been properly satisfied—had other ideas.

Not performative. Elegant. Intentional. “We signed a contract once,” he continued. “It served its purpose. But I never actually asked you to marry me.” Her eyes softened. “You didn’t.” He held her gaze steadily. “So I am now.” No audience. No cameras. No leverage. Just choice. “Marry me,” he said. “Without terms. Without expiration.” The city hummed quietly behind them. Ava looked at him for a long moment. Not because she was uncertain.

“I need a girlfriend, or rather a bride.” Marley's eyes held confusion and then she put two and two together, and it dawned on her. She gasped. “I hope it isn't what I'm thinking.” When Anthonio didn't reply she scoffed. ”You want someone to act as your girlfriend.” “I want you to act as if. As my bride. Marry me, Miss Neils.” Marley snickered then burst into laughter. Anthonio waited for her laughter to die down before continuing. “It isn't a real marriage, it's fake and it isn't for free, Miss Neils. This is a contract, you act as a fake bride for six months and I pay off every debt you owe.”

My friend was already dead so I should be grateful for their help. "THE BRIDE PLEASE "the priest announced . The choirs began to sing the bride music,the whole congregation stood up to welcome her ,the door which had been closed up after my arrival was opened and the so called bride walked in dressed in a sea blue sparkling dress ,her face was covered with a veil so I couldn't see how ugly she looked . She had five bride maids tailing behind her and they were disturbingly the maids I had raped ,next to her was a woman I had never seen before ,she was bringing her to the stage ,does that mean she doesn't have a father ,how unfortunate .

I said, he knows I’m right. “you said it with your own tongue, it’s a fake wedding!! Most of brides buy clothes and stuff in order to impress their grooms…unless you wanted to impress me. I assume you want to terminate the contract pretty soon” he said taking even closer step to me, holding my chin, I closed my eyes.