Mystery Bride's Revenge Novels & Stories

"The doctors are with her now. They won't tell me anything." "Is she conscious?" "She was when the ambulance came. She kept saying his name. Ethan. Over and over." Alexander and I exchanged glances. "Did the police catch whoever did it?" I asked. "No. He was gone by the time they arrived." Caroline looked at me, confused. "I'm sorry, who are you?" "Amelia. Alexander's wife." Her eyes widened slightly. "Oh. I didn't know you'd remarried." "It's recent," Alexander said shortly. "Do the police have any leads?"

Alexander lifted his gaze from his phone and studied her for a moment before placing it on the table. “Our wedding is in a few days,” he said, leaning back against the couch. “I thought I'd check on my bride.” Sophia stared at him, then slowly rolled her eyes as she walked farther into the room. “Check on me?” she repeated, dropping her handbag onto a nearby chair. “Do I look like I need supervision?” A faint smile appeared on Alexander's face as he watched her take off her heels. “No. You look like someone who has forgotten she has a wedding coming up.”

The bride moved like silk in current. One moment she stood on the dock. The next her red sleeve wrapped around my throat, cold as drowning. "Hungry little temple," she crooned. "All doors, no depth." Ava swung. The crowbar tore through the bride's veil, revealing not Aunt Lan but a skull packed with pearls. The pearls opened tiny eyes. [Grudge source: stolen wedding offerings.] Madam Qiao had said paper goods mattered. So did offerings.

The officiant's gaze shifted to me. "And Vivian Lockwood, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" I drew a slow, deep breath, ready to pledge my life. "I—" "SHE DOES NOT!" With a crash, the double doors burst open. A man stood silhouetted against the blinding light, striding into the center of the aisle. "The man she's supposed to marry is me! What the hell is this?!" If not for the voice, I wouldn't have recognized the man as Asher.

I breathed. "I paid for it." He smiled for the cameras like he meant it. Whispers sharpened behind us. "Look at her. She's shaking." "Maybe she finally realised she doesn't belong here." Killian leaned in as we passed, voice low enough that only I caught it. "All that white fabric. And I can still see exactly what's underneath." I shuddered and almost tripped on my train "Careful, sweetheart." Damon's grip tightened around my fingers. "Cameras love a nervous bride."

the maid brought a hot knife the heat burned my skin as the knife came closer “gag her” the maids stuffed my mouth with rags “now be a good girl and scream” she pressed it tightly against my skin I screamed pulling at the grip of the maids but it was useless “oh you poor dear, she crouched down her grip tightened around my jaw “you such an unlucky little thing, your husband is inlove with your big sis and rather than hickeys you have….. “her eyes stopped at the spot she just burnt.

Like I was just a man sitting on a cold floor in a locked room full of dead women. "Tell me," she said. So I did. I told her about the first bride. How she died in her sleep. How the doctor said heart attack. How I believed him because why would I not believe him. I told her about the second bride. How she collapsed at breakfast. How the doctor said stroke. How I started to wonder but still said nothing. I told her about the third bride. How she complained of dizziness for weeks. How she asked me to take her to a different doctor. How I said I was busy. How she died three days later.

"Let them wait for a little longer RyanThey wanna end the deal todayWhy should I respect them when they backstabbed me???. Let them wait for a little longer, I want them to know what their place is in my company." "Okay sir," Ryan took a seat in front of me. "I heard from one of the guards that you called off the search for the mystery female who rescued you that night?" "I did, but I don't believe she exists, Because the bracelet is with me and not with her, it must be all in my head I thought I had given the bracelet to the girl who had saved me, but it was all in my head" "The doctor said that you are suffering from amnesia. You have lost all your past memories, sir."

Rosie cried as she clung unto his fingers gently, although she knew Edwardo would not like to see her like this but she could not help it. Her husband was hurt. And she is heart broken. She placed her head gently at the side of the bed and sobbed. She knew that by morning Mason would be her and she would have to be strong for him so she gently sobbed with her head bowed in front of her husband. She remembered when Edwardo had told her that he wanted to become a full time husband she had objected to it and he had told her that the game of being a Mafia was a risky one but she had still objected saying that the game could not be so risky,but now she has realized how risky it was and she had al

She seemed to regard herself as the hostess here, and her tone was dignified. "You should know that Victor had been married before, right?" This woman was really arrogant, but it was not easy to provoke her. She did not get angry because of this woman's insult, but to tell her true identity. Hearing her words, Sally's face turned pale and looked at her in disbelief. No wonder she looked so familiar. She had read her in the previous magazine, but she was not frightened by it. Instead, she said, "didn't you leave a year ago? Or do you want to get back because of the unreasonable terms on the divorce agreement?"