Kidnapped Bride Novels & Stories

In fact, at a point he set a date for the wedding, and we did have a wedding, but guess what? Yes, you guessed it right, that woman kidnapped me. She had been acting all innocent all her life, and she acted like she had nothing against me, but she kidnapped me on my wedding day, the day I was supposed to finally get married to my husband. Everyone looks at me like I am the evil one here; nobody questions her when she drugged me and drove me all the way down to Avalor to give as a sacrifice to Damien!

As if her body was grieving Nathaniel's departure, Katherine fell sick the next day. Although she had never been seriously sick before, she didn't know what else it could be. It was breakfast when it started. Lady Brandon just told her about the custom of the husband kidnapping his wife in her home at the Glaciar Coast - the unsuspecting wife was allowed to fight with sword and dagger against the barehanded man - when a bout of nausea hit her.

she said. I felt a different urge pushing me, and just like that, I planted a kiss on her lips. It felt soft, warm, and comfortable. Some people cheered for us, and others, I'm sure, didn't. My wedding ceremony was quiet. I asked Irina to wait in the bride's waiting room before we went to the getaway car. I thought everything was going as it should, until Igor came up to me, out of breath. "Boss, the bride's been kidnapped," Igor said softly.

She could feel that her limbs were tied and something was used to cover her eyes, too. She panicked and began to shout deliberately," Help! Anybody Help me!!!" This commotion drew the attention of the driver towards her and as he looked back at her an evil smile appeared on his lips. He applied brakes and she could also feel the Vehicle coming to a halt. Her panic increased and all the incidents of girls being tortured, raped and killed after being kidnapped begin to play in her head. She begins to cry and beg," Please! Let me go! My family is not rich! It's my wedding day, today.... sic.... my... my... groom is waiting for me at the wedding hall. Please!!! Let me go!!! I will give you all t

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

But instead, she was being surrounded by hugs, acceptance, and warmth. The tears prickled at the corners of her eyes again, but she quickly blinked them back. She didn’t want to cry now and risk ruining the mood. Jamal must have noticed, because he stepped behind her, resting a hand gently at her shoulder. The small gesture send warmth spreading through her body, reminding her she wasn’t alone in this moment. But just as she was finally beginning to settle into the warmth of her new family, another voice sliced through the hall. “Well, well, well,” a mocking sneer echoed through the hall. “If it isn’t the runaway bride.”

"Yo-Your what?!" She stuttered. She tried to clean her ears and rubbed her eyes. She even tried pinching herself waiting for the moment that she would be waking up on her bed. Unfortunately, she was still seated on the comfortable seat staring at the amazingly looking guy in front of her. "My hire bride, Ms. Parker. You will be posing as my wife." He repeated with the same firmness on his voice. She stared crazily at him for a few seconds before harsh words exited her mouth. "Are you crazy? Me, get married, to you? Is this some kind of a sick joke?!"

"Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year " I sigh and shake my head. "I'm not ready Hunt" I say. "Well, I don't think I like that nickname and... ." he trailed and took some big book from his drawer. "I got this for you, I know you might be bored doing nothing. This will keep you busy " "Novels? " I ask and collected them from him. "Yes, romantic novels, I know girls love to read this type of books " "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I don't " I say and opened one titled "Professional slut "

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

Her hair was tied in a loose bun, and her green eyes shone, looking lost among everyone. She went to her grandmother and sat with her. I looked down and started checking my schedule for the day. After some time, a lawyer came and gave us or else said to give me the most shocking news. Get married to a girl who is not over 16, as I remember Mr. Williams used to talk about her being in school. Now, why would he want me to get married to a kid and then to his granddaughter? My head started hurting thinking about this. She is nowhere near a woman. Looking at her body, I can tell that her melons are not even developed yet, and they want me to get married to her. Wow, just wow.