Novel & Cerita Naughty Bride

My eyes fall on the paper I dumped less than two hours ago. My breath catches. I put a hand on my chest. I scan my eyes over it. There are so many expectations for the bride: *The bride has to be young and cultured. *The bride has to be of noble birth. *She has to obey and submit to her husband. I keep reading, growing bored. Just as I’m about to toss it into the trash, my eyes fall on the last item on the list. *The bride has to be a virgin* My hand trembles slightly.

New book Alert... Iris Jones, the younger daughter of the Jones family is standing on the Altar, taking her vows with Xavier Knight. "Natasha Jones, do you take Xavier Knight as your lawfully wedded husband" the priest's words felt like a nail on Iris's head. She was not supposed to stand there pretending to be her elder sister Natasha who is the actual bride. No one recognized that the bride under the veil is switched and the original bride is currently lying in the hospital after her miscarriage of a pregnancy they never know existed. Even Natasha was not aware of her pregnancy from a one night stand until the miscarriage. Fate must be cruel, because Natasha miscarried just 15 mins before

I had to do this…here goes nothing… Opening the door to my room, with nothing but a wedding dress, a spare dance uniform and a duffle bag with my life’s worth of savings…I came face to face with the woman who I was going to spend the rest of my year with. “Hey, run-away bride!” She laughed; her smile open and contagious. “You’re my new roommate?” She was about five feet seven in height, with more of an athletic built. Her skin was porcelain white and her hair was jet black with literal rainbow highlights that reached the middle of her back. A diamond shaped face and electric blue eyes. She was wearing black shorts and a rainbow colored tank top and black slippers and huge hoop earrings while

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

“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

Genelia's mother responded with her calmest tone with obvious sadness as Diana's eyes enlarged. Even if this thing is happening then it would be a total unfair decision for Bella. At least in case of Genelia and Diana they were married in their legal ages! "This cannot happen, we need stop this!" Diana spoke as her both her mother's and aunt's eyes widened at her audacity. There has always been a rule to regulate the brides before marriages, to make them learn etiquettes. The honour manners the females well for their husband. Bella's life would be so harsh if she will be attacked so suddenly with all those harsh demands of honour.

Gabriella replied, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "I love the neckline," Maria noted, she returned the phone to Gabriella. "Me too, it was the first thing that caught my attention as well." "You do know you have to veil right? It's like a tradition to have the bride hidden until after the vows have been taken," Maria said. "Oh, I didn't know that," Gabriella replied. "Well I will have to inform them to add a-"

Girls gathered in the townhall and Arabella was watching them getting ready for the play. Jenny was still doing her makeup and the bridal gown was still on the hanger. "Jenny, can you get your ass hurry up a little... We are next and you are still doing makeup." Julie was annoyed. "Shut up, you are so annoying... I am the bride, I want to look royal." Jenny scowled while brushing her hair. Julie groaned frustrated. "Idiot, the bride is from the poor family and she is supposed to look poor in front of the prince. You are not supposed to wear makeup for that... You are changing the look of the play... Wash your makeup now!"

I had never waved at anyone outside my family in my entire life. Something about this woman was… strange. There was an energy about her. A scent I couldn’t quite place. And I wasn’t sure I liked it. “The doctor said we should get to know each other before we decide anything,” she said awkwardly. I gestured to the chairs across from the desk and we both sat. I adjusted my tie. She fiddled with her nails. “What do you do for a living?” I asked. “I’m a waitress,” she said quickly. “In Brooklyn.”

“She’s mine.” Everyone froze. Even Ethan looked up from his drink. “Fifty million? You’re serious?” Denis asked. Lawrence’s lips curved faintly. “Completely.” The deal was sealed with a handshake; a cruel game between spoiled heirs who had never faced consequences. And Pearl Adams, the quiet girl in the red gown, had no idea she had just become the target of a bet that would ruin her life. The Trap The next few weeks passed quickly; parties, classes, photo shoots. Everywhere Pearl went, there were smiles and friendly faces.