Promises Bridal Novels & Stories

Elaina showed thumbs up to the couple, Pihoo and Aiden. Pihoo, the radiant bride, exuded timeless beauty and charm in her Western wedding attire. Her white gown was a masterpiece of lace and satin, adorned with delicate beading and a flowing train that trailed gracefully behind her. A veil framed her face, adding an air of mystique to her look. Her hair was elegantly styled, and her makeup highlighted her natural features, making her a vision of bridal perfection.

I did not expect him to be as romantic on such a special day. "I want to ask you to be my life partner. Not only because the Mother Moon dictated it, but because it is what I want, and I hope that you want the same. This is a promise ring. I promise my lovely bunny that this will one day be a wedding ring. I promise to love you every day. I promise to respect your decisions as my moon. I promise to take care of you until my last sigh. Do you agree with me?" I brushed myself against him, nodding hard. Everyone in the pack applauded and was moved. I was sure that no one before had done something like that.

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

I replied, trying to muster some enthusiasm but failing miserably. "When will you announce our wedding to the media?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I've already asked my media aide to do that this morning," I said, attempting to sound casual. "Our wedding will be amazing, right? Promise me you'll make it spectacular," she insisted, and I scoffed, the pressure of expectations mounting in my chest. "You know an Alpha's promise is unbreakable. I'm always bound to fulfill the promises that I make, so I don’t make promises; I don’t take that risk." My voice was firm, a warning against the expectations she placed on me.

Arthur roared. Then, he turned to me, the anger on his face melting into a warm smile. "Sophia, I know Jonathan was in the wrong today. But please, for my sake, give him one more chance. We spent such a long time preparing for this engagement party, and all the guests are here. "The engagement ring is an emerald that we got from an auction. I promise you'll love it. And look—Jonathan is considered quite handsome, isn't he?"

“Why are you so sure?,he hasn't met me before." For a moment, he just looked at her. " Why are you so concerned about that,him liking you or not won't change anything." Elias said. Ava let out a sigh and said," how do you think you'll feel about us getting married without informing him?" " Leave that to me,let me worry about that". Elias replied. " All you have to do is come with me, and remember you can't tell him about the contract marriage. We must act as a real couple in his presence. Everything is going to be fine,trust me.". Ava just nodded her head without saying anything,lost in her own thoughts.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.

The swirling tulle, delicate lace, and intricate details began to embody the essence of my dreams, weaving a bridal tapestry that would form the centerpiece of our magical day. As I watched Basilica Cuffling's skilled hands bring their unparalleled artistry to life, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Gratitude for my loving partner, Damien, who had orchestrated this unforgettable journey, and for Basilica Cuffling, who had infused their expertise into every stitch, creating a masterpiece that would make my heart sing on the day I pledged my forever.

“What is it?” Sean's expression remained serious. “Don't get too close to me. I'm only doing this for Grandma's sake.” Camille's face fell, but she tried to hide her disappointment. “Ohhhhhh..... I understand.” Sean continued, his tone detached. “Our marriage is just a pretend one. Once Grandma gets better, we'll go our separate ways.” Camille's eyes dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. “Okay…" Sean added, “But don't worry, I'll keep my promises. You'll get everything we agreed on.”