Naughty Bride Novels & Stories

I’ve been accustomed to the dark my entire life, but something tells me that today’s going to be very different if I still see the dark after I open my eyes. “Hurry,” Naomi said as I walked out of the bathroom. She held onto my wrist and dragged me to the hair and make-up room. “Here’s our beautiful bride,” Naomi said. “I’ll leave her to your hands while I see what the groom is up to.” “Sure, miss Naomi,” the make-up artist said. “Wow, you weren’t lying when you said she was beautiful.” “She’s gorgeous, isn’t she? Well, I best be going now.”

Liam is standing tall while maintaining a fake smile on his face. "I can't stand it anymore!" He yelled inside. "The bride is here!" Ava yelled at the top of her lungs while grabbing everyone's attention. Liam looks in her direction. His jaw drops and his eyes widen as he finds his beautiful bride. Nova is coming to the ceremony holding her father's hand. She is freaking beautiful in the bride's dress. "I had never noticed Nova before, but she looks hot!" Liam yelled inside while pressing his upper lip with his thumb and staring at her with his lusty eyes.

He was beside her in an instant. “Did I hurt you, Lia? Are you injured?” “Nay, husband.” She peeked out at him from the edge of the counterpane, “I used a trick my mother told me before she died.” “What trick is that?” “She told me that English men like a woman to bleed on the wedding night, but many lasses don’t, even if they have not been with a man. She told me that lasses put a leach in their channel for a bit a day or two before the wedding to make a weak spot so coupling will shed some blood. I had thought that all the emissary would need was a bloody sheet and mother's trick would provide that for us.”

I spoke underneath my breath. "Luciano please do not make a fuss. You know the situation of things at hand. La sposa non sembra accettare." My mother retorted back. "The bride should not even be given a choice to accept or not!" I frothed on the inside, the mere thought of all this getting me so livid.

I want to cherish her. However, I did not want to take any advantage of her until she was at the right age. When I saw her for the second time in church on our wedding day, my breath got hitched looking at her smooth skin and flawless beauty. She was the epitome of God’s angel. But again, she was an innocent kid. When the priest asked me to kiss my bride, I could see the nervousness on her face and her body. So, I controlled my desire and avoided kissing her, but that made me irritated and annoyed. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to kiss those panels once.

Blushing Bride Intro; When nineteen year old Georgia Marcelli walks down the aisle, she steps into a marriage arranged by power, not love. But behind her virgin innocence lies a dangerous craving to be seen, owned, and devoured and no one sees her quite like Massimo De Luca. He’s a thirty-three year old ruthless and obsessively controlled self-made billionaire with a name that turns heads and a stare that undresses her soul. The moment she becomes his wife, he makes one thing clear:

Breathing heavily, she crawled up from the ground and walked inside the house. Inside the room, the bride was already dressed in a snow-white wedding dress. She was shy as she faced the mirror, unable to hide the happiness on her face. But in Lauren Serrano 's eyes, it was extremely dazzling. A brick appeared in Lauren Serrano 's hand. She threw it with a bang at the back of the bride's neck, crisp and clean — "En!" The bride groaned before collapsing limply to the ground. She had fainted.

~~~~~ Wedding Hotel ~~~~~ Hall 2 The sound of aggressive heels clicking on the tiled floor conveyed the bride's wrath as she walked in her bridal gown. As she paddled across the hallway, a strong fire could be seen burning in her eyes, causing her face to contort into a grimace. Her lovely red hair, which had formerly been arranged into a gorgeous bun with jewelry, was tangled and disheveled behind her as she matched the veil that was dangling at the tip with barely a pin. She wasn't the naive woman from a few hours earlier; as she moved through different rooms, her eyes glinted dangerously. Her fairy stories were destroyed, and all of her hopes were crushed, about love was all reduced to sh

"Did you see that? The groom kissed the bride on her cheek!" "Do you think something is wrong?" "Well, there must be. Otherwise, how could the groom do this?" "I heard that the bride has no real family who could back her position. She was an adopted child but now look at her. She has become the Young Madam. Must be due to her looks." "The groom, he's a little shy." Madam Anderson glanced at the two women who kept murmuring to themselves like noisy bees with indifference. "And, the bride has always been a family to Anderson's."

He was stunning, and his presence took away all of Nera's nerves as she began to take the steps in. The entire crowd turned, mesmerized by the beautiful bride in her beautiful gown. She looked like a fairy tale princess. Girls her age were envious while the men wished they were standing at the end of the aisle. The niece and uncle pair were almost halfway down the aisle when the screen behind the groom and pastor began flashing, drawing everyone's attention away from the bride and toward the big screen.