Male Bride Novels & Stories

My breath caught in my throat. Unable to believe what I'd just heard, I pressed the button again. Only when Cameron Finch's voice sounded again did I realize I hadn't misheard the first time. With trembling fingers, I tapped into Marissa Becker's Instagram, where the latest post was unmistakably a photo taken in a bridal shop. The caption read, "Picking out wedding dresses with the love of my life! I'm going to be the prettiest bride." The man in the photo was only half-visible, but I'd recognize that silhouette anywhere, even with my eyes closed.

“Whoa! Isn't he crazy? How could he frame the bride on her first wedding night?! Oh Lord! Even her husband is crazier! How could he trust someone he just met more than his wife? Crazy, they're all crazy!” Sena remembered one of the soap opera scenes she had watched with her mother. The scene where someone deliberately hires a foreign man to enter the bridal chamber and traps the bride as if she is having an affair right on her first wedding night. Unfortunately, in that soap opera, the woman's husband takes her for granted and thinks his wife is having an affair and then divorces the poor woman. Since that day, everyone labeled the bride as an unfaithful woman, making her shunned by many peo

"The enemy is too strong. We can't hold them off. Let's just them through. Everyone thought that it made sense. After all, they had received so much money, so of course, they had to speed things up a bit and let the handsome groom sweep his bride off her feet sooner. Branden was walking at the forefront and smoothly arrived at the door of the bride's room. The bridesmaids announced that they had reached the final checkpoint of the day. "As long as you can find the wedding shoes, our handsome groom can walk away with our beautiful bride." Catherine was sitting on the bed in a gorgeous gown, looking dignified and imposing, with a face that could charm all living beings. Everyone who walked in

"You may kiss your bride." Neither of us moved for a full three seconds. Then the groom leaned in slowly, just enough that his lips brushed the edge of my cheek, not quite a kiss and not quite nothing. His mouth stopped at my ear instead, his voice dropping so low only I could hear it. "Whoever you are…" A pause. "This marriage ends tomorrow."

I wanted him to touch me, kiss me, make love to me because he was going to be my man who never for once looked at another women in last six months. "Oh My God! My baby, you're looking the prettiest bride ever. I can't believe you're finally getting married to the man who loves you passionately." Mom's emotional voice put a halt on my thought process. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The bride dressed in an expensive white wedding gown with real pearls and silver threads embedded and diamond jewelries and perfect make-up, it didn't look like Emma Stone but would be Emma Black. "Mom, please don't start your melodrama now. We have spent a week's make over and six hours on her makeup. Yo

Yet, as the confetti settled and the headlines dimmed, the shadows of curiosity and scrutiny began to stir once more. Lila Chen, a relatively unknown blogger with a modest following, scrolled through the viral wedding livestreams late one evening, her tea gone cold at her side. She paused on a particular clip. Arla-Rosa, radiant in her gown, walking down the aisle with Prince Miguel at her side, while Master Ye followed silently, his presence calm yet commanding. The image alone spoke volumes. This was no ordinary bride. This was a woman the world had seen perform miracles.

said mr Ranch with a serious expression and sat down on the couch then told Liam to sit in front of him . " What does this arranged marriage got to do with me ?! " asked Liam confused . ' It has a lot ! I only hope that you will understand it clearly and not create unnecessary trouble ! ' thought mr Ranch . " The arranged marriage has another secret behind but that secret is not something that you should know for the moment . The only thing that you should know now is that , this marriage is unbreakable . It cannot be broken in any way ! Whoever tries to even look at the bride with a hidden intention , that person will be killed by the vampire lord . Even if the person in question is a king

“ Well, if you must know, the bride is our daughter. One of our twins, and as her mother, I wouldn't like her to meet such an eyesore on her day.” Looking at his older brother, the man let out an exasperated sigh, but before he could call out to his sisters, Madeline's heels were clicking towards their direction, with Elizabeth, looking lost behind her, yet peerless like a perfect English royal. “ What's happening here?” “ Thank God, Madeline. I want you to meet the woman who claims to be the bride's mother. And, she says this wedding is not meant for people like us.” He recapped, without leaving out the important details, while gesturing to himself and his older brother by his side.

But instead of commenting, he simply says, "Congratulations, Mar. Even if you did just marry an asshole-better an asshole I know than one I don't." The Corpse Bride, Mar, lets out a light laugh, waving him off. And that's when I really see him. Beneath the elaborate makeup and dramatic costume is a genuinely beautiful man. Ginger hair, striking green eyes, freckles scattered across his skin like he tried to cover them but didn't quite succeed. He's about my height, a full head shorter than Liam and his husband, but unlike me-who finds Liam's height endlessly annoying-Mar seems to love looking up at his new husband.

Two weeks before my wedding to Wendy Sutton, she gets a marriage certificate with someone else. That day, a screenshot from an unfamiliar group chat suddenly pops up in our wedding-planning group. The group is named "No One Stays Young Forever". A photo of Wendy and her new husband, Shiloh Caddel, is posted. They are beaming as they hold up the marriage certificate they've just obtained. Her brother asks, "You made sure Morgan doesn't know, right? Don't let this affect the wedding plans." My best friend replies, "Don't worry, he's still waiting for Wendy to come back so she can try on her wedding makeup." Her best friend chimes in, "They're only registering the marriage to make up for a