Proxy Bride Novels & Stories

“Proxy marriage, you say?” “Aye. Can you tell me about it, please? I beg you, Father, I desperately need to know.” “I shall answer you to the best of my knowledge.” He folded his arms. “It was common for European monarchs and nobility to marry by proxy. Were you aware that Marie de Médici, the second wife of King Henry IV was married by proxy?” Mercedes gasped. “No, I wasn’t aware, Father. So, if she was married by proxy, then it is indeed legal to have another person stand in for the absent person who cannot attend their own wedding. Correct?”

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“Sarah, I’m slammed right now. What’s so important it can’t wait ten minutes?” Her best friend’s voice burst through, bright and way too excited for a Tuesday morning. “Chloe, remember how you said you want a baby but not a husband? I found the perfect guy. His fiancée wants a surrogate, and they’ll both give you full access to the kid after. No marriage, just co-parenting. You have to meet him today.” Chloe nearly dropped the tray. She set it down hard on the glass case, ignoring the customer waving for service at the register. “Today? Sarah, I’m covered in dough. I can’t just…”

“I mean, it’s not everyday a girl receives a marriage offer from the wealthiest and most powerful kingdom since the Great War.” Lucien's growl rumbled low beside me, barely audible but I could feel it through the floorboards. I felt the bond flare angrily, felt his emotions bleed into mine before he could stop them. "And if I refuse?" I asked. The proxy's smile deepened. "Adrian prefers willing partners, but he is determined. He will come north regardless. To... convince you, I'm sure." The vaguely veiled threat landed like a blade between ribs. The hall erupted in shouts.

Just this morning she was a single lady,but now she was married. After soaking herself for 30minutes she got out of the tub and got into her night wear. She then switched on her phone which had been of for almost the whole day. She had a lot of missed calls,most which was from Jane and some were from her father. Just as she was about to call Jane she received a notification from an unknown number. It contained the terms of the contract,the sender was definitely Elias. She opened the message and read through the terms 1. Both parties are not allowed to develop feelings for each other,if feelings arise they must not act on them.

“That part isn’t a problem. But because the procedure involves intimate physical contact, if I perform it in Miss Dean’s place, it counts as standing in as the bride. “A legal marital agreement would have to be signed, recognizing me as Blake Hall’s posthumous wife. So…” Sean cut me off sharply. “Drop the creepy supernatural nonsense. Just tell us how much you want.” Seeing that Sean looked ready to flip the table at any moment, Crystal hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and gave me an apologetic smile. “Please don’t mind him. Just charge whatever you normally would.” “Ten million for a substitute bride. To be paid by the bride’s family.”

Everyone knew that Atlas was paralyzed in the legs and did not dare to go out, this reason was lame. Below the stage, some people were happily watching the play, while others felt sorry for the bride. "The bride is so pitiful. Luckily, I haven't married my daughter to that family yet." "That's right, there is a wedding but no groom. Is this still called a wedding? Only the Narine family would push their daughter into the fire pit." The two women stood side by side talking. "The Narine Group is about to go bankrupt, so they have to marry their daughter to Atlas. Otherwise, think about it, who would push their daughter into the fire pit."

I challenged confidently. "I can tell that you are very razz and you can do anything for money, so let's do this. I don't have a bride for my wedding day, so how about I pay you to be my substitute Bride for a period of one year. It's going to be a win win situation, you get the money you are desperately looking for and I get married on the 28th as planned, what do you say?

"James Yo, BNN, as a gay man, I can tell you I'm very glad to know there are gay members of your population. Congratulations on your marriage. My partner and I used a surrogate for our two children. Do you not use surrogates?" "I am not familiar with this term." Why had he introduced himself again? Did he think Tom had forgotten him already? They had only been introduced minutes before. "Surrogate? It's a woman who agrees to artificial insemination or IVF in order to carry a child to term for someone else. You don't use these?" Tom shook his head, "No. Zen do not use any artificial means of procreation. Would your Science be interested in meeting with our Science to discuss if these options

The music dropped an octave, a heavy chord that signalled the room to rise. Nixon yanked me up by my arm, his grip bruising. "Stand," he hissed. I stood. The bride appeared in the doorway. She looked less like a living woman and more like a sacrificial lamb wrapped in ivory lace and heavy, beaded silk. A thick, gossamer veil obscured her face entirely, trailing behind her like smoke. Her father walked at her side, his fingers clamped around her elbow, physically steering her toward the altar. They reached the stone steps. The father did not smile. He simply peeled her fingers off his arm, dropped her hand into Alpha Lincoln’s massive palm, and stepped backward into the crowd without a single