Love N Bride Novels & Stories

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.

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

"Rue." I couldn't move. She pointed a sharp, perfectly manicured nail at the screen. "Is he the one?" My heart thundered madly in my chest. "Rue Cross," Mum pressed, her voice low and lethal. "Don't you dare lie to me. Is that man your lover?" I swallowed hard, the words tangled in my mouth. Her gaze went back to the screen, her expression sharpening with an emotion somewhere between fury and disbelief. "Adrian Romano. Of all people."

Tears gathered in her eyes as a lump formed in her throat. He knelt on one knee, still holding her left hand. “Countess Tyger Breanna Loveland, my lady. My heart has just one desire and that is to be your soul mate throughout all time. Would you make me the happiest man in the world and agree to become my wife?”

Elaina showed thumbs up to the couple, Pihoo and Aiden. Pihoo, the radiant bride, exuded timeless beauty and charm in her Western wedding attire. Her white gown was a masterpiece of lace and satin, adorned with delicate beading and a flowing train that trailed gracefully behind her. A veil framed her face, adding an air of mystique to her look. Her hair was elegantly styled, and her makeup highlighted her natural features, making her a vision of bridal perfection.

The camera then slowly panned across the crowd before settling on the bride's back. Luca couldn't wait any longer. He gripped Pino's arm tightly, and his eyes were hard and fierce. "Who is it? Who is the bride who married into the Valentini Famiglia?" Pino looked at him and answered quietly, "The bride looks exactly like Katerina Cecere, Signore." Luca froze at once when he heard this. He was completely stunned. Just then, the bride in the video slowly turned around. Her veil billowed in the wind and revealed a face that Luca knew all too well.

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

#Lauren I bite my lip as I stare at Hunter. "Yes " I answer him. "Why? " "Because you don't need to know, goodness can we just stop " "I'm not gonna... "Fine! I love you okay? And it hurts to know that you don't feel the same way " "What? "What?" "You love me? Tell me that's just a joke " "It's not a joke Hunter, I'm in love with you and I'm done hiding it " He scoffs. "Do you know what that means, you just broke the rule, the contract" he yells

He asked. "She is my bride." Makris burst out with a smirk. Jorginho burst out laughing. "She doesn't even want to see your face talk less of her being your bride, bro; your father has already arranged a bride for the likes of you," "She is the bride; she is my straitlaced bride. Now, I believe in fate." "What?" Jorginho smiles dies down. "Yes, She is Lorena Cicero, she is the woman my father asked me to get married to, and the most incredible thing is that she will be living with me from tomorrow. "

My breath caught as he opened it to reveal a stunning ring—elegant yet bold, just like the men in front of me. Plus it was the same color as my fucking eyes! These men were too sweet! Killian, Preston, and Kris knelt beside Hunter, their gazes filled with love and emotions I couldn’t begin to describe. Hunter spoke first. “Loraine, you’ve changed our lives in ways we never thought possible. You’ve made us stronger, better, and more complete. Will you marry us? Make it official that you rule our hearts. Tears welled in my eyes as I looked at each of them, overwhelmed by the love radiating from their expressions. “Yes,” I said, my voice trembling with emotion. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”