One Night Bride Novels & Stories

After a few moments of not saying anything, she finally nodded. “Yes. I would love to,” she finally said. “Wonderful. Would your future husband mind if you stuck around the city a little longer?” He asked. She thought about it for a moment before answering. “I’m sure he won’t mind,” she answered. Though, she seemed unsure. “We will board you in our home for the week. You can sleep in our guest bedroom until after the wedding,” Boris instructed. “We have clothing for you to wear, so you don’t need to return to Ironclaw until next week.”

I’ve been longing for her warm, kissable lips that I feasted on this same night a year ago. My hands explored her body, her temple. I seem to memorize her every curve and every inch of her skin, despite only watching her often from afar—even if I only fucked her for a night in Maine under the same Snow Moon. She was submissive, letting me take hold of her at this moment. Elaine Winona Rutherford, the eighteen-year-old mortal who I chose to be my bride, is indeed the gift of the Trinity Goddess to me as we drowned further into this sensual irresistible kiss.

“He doesn’t even give me a chance, nope. He adores his daughter.” Every woman desires to marry. A beautifully landscaped garden with hand-picked roses is located at the end of each sitting aisle. A bridal gown in white with laced flowery pumps. Her hairstyle and make-up were flawless. With the support of Grandma Felicia and Chloe, I was able to do this. They worked hard to make my wedding the best it could be. “Are you all set?”

Cum is leaking into my panties with every step, five men’s worth of evidence that I’m not the innocent bride I’m supposed to be. Tomorrow I’ll walk down the aisle in white. Tomorrow I’ll say “I do” to a man who doesn’t deserve me. Tomorrow I’ll start the countdown to the most satisfying divorce in history. But tonight? Tonight I was a bride who said yes to everything. And I’ve never felt more free.

"Dakota, are you really sure about this? Jesse just seems so cold… I can't believe you're actually going to marry him." "Bennett, do you really think I would have been happy with Theodore?" I leaned back in my seat, watching the streets blur past. "At least Jesse wouldn't bring another woman into our bed on our wedding day." For me, that was more than enough. A so-called marriage contract was nothing but a transaction of interest. If that was the standard, why would I ever settle for anyone less than a partner who was formidable, reliable, and truly worth my investment? Back at the Aldridge residence, peace had returned to the air. My father and Frank had agreed to keep the wedding simple.

I have to do this for my sister even though I know everyone here is thinking of nothing but having fun with their money. "Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome our Auction Star, Janiyah!” Along with the shout of the announcer is the applause of the crowd. Big business people are here. I won't even wonder why some men's wives are with them tonight because today is the biggest event of the Auction Club where some businessmen or rich people bid for women they want to use.

Night Wing as the best man and Abbey as the maid of honor were meant to be at the tail end but got pushed to the middle with the rest of the elites making a ruckus to join in the excitement. Originally only Night Wing was going to join the bridal entourage as he was the only one qualified, with a partner but the ruckus soon broke out with Night Blade swaggering in to join the fun with a partner, that he managed to blackmail into becoming his plus one. This led the originally well-behaved men to break out into a mad race to get a partner so that they could swagger in with their Lord’s bridal party; With Night Shade and Night Slade coaxing Night Song and Night Star to join their band wagon… th

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.

She swallowed painfully, trying not to be scared by the number of guests that would be there. "Holy shit, Is that the bride?" It took a while for Nancy to know that She was the one the voice was referring to. "Her dress is so Gorgeous. Look at those shoes! Damn. Her hair is so silky." Nancy was about to start walking really fast trying to pretend she had no idea it was her that they were referring to. But the two women beat her to it. They were behind her but she had no idea when they got to her front. "Congratulations, Sis." One of the girls hugged her.

"How much of us are we going to give up in order to keep her?" Damian's words just sat there in the silence of the bedroom, suspended like a bullet. Ava didn't answer. She couldn't. Because she already knew, on a deep level. The Crosse family wasn't just requesting marriage. They were requesting blood. **** Earlier That Morning The text still remained on Damian's phone screen as Ava walked into the room, towel-drying her hair. She froze in mid-step upon seeing his face.