Runaway Bride Novels & Stories

He left her, or so to speak, he ditched her. On the most awaited day that Daphne Collins had been looking forward to, Maverick Powell, her groom, abandoned her in front of the aisle—in front of everyone. She never thought that Maverick would do this, especially on the day of her wedding. Like in movies, Daphne believed it was always the bride who ran away, not the groom. It was ironic to think she would be the ‘Bug Guy’ to Maverick’s Julia Roberts.

Please bestow blessings upon the newlywed couple. "STOP! It was supposed to be me who got married! Elina, how dare you even consider stealing my husband? You are a whore!" Aspiring physician and college student Elina Saint James marries Adrian Walker, the apparent heir apparent to the illustrious Walker Group of the nation, who happens to be her prospective brother-in-law. She was the man's replacement for the sister Olivia Saint James, whom he had initially been meant to marry. They might have ended their relationship with just one glance, but they had never, ever imagined that they would be forced to marry. Elina makes the life-changing decision to have her first drink on the final day of

If this wasn't reason enough, then, Irish didn't know what else. She couldn't help questioning herself. 'If he was resisting her all the while, then why his sudden agreement to kill her? Why not just reject her? Nevertheless, Irish didn't have enough time on her hands to think deeply about these things. She had to save herself and her baby first. To do that, her mind reverberated with only one word. “RUNAWAY.”

“That’s why you didn’t marry this man. I mean, I assume you didn’t because you’re living in Portland and vacationing here alone.” “Oh, no, Brian. I couldn’t marry him. Once I was left alone in the dressing room at the country club, my mind began to churn. I couldn’t imagine being married to a man like that – or him being the father of my children. My future children and I deserved better. I grabbed my bag and ran outside before anyone saw me. I . . . commandeered a golf cart all the while wearing my wedding dress and got off the grounds as fast as I could. My grandfather had taught me how to drive a golf cart ages ago,” she explained. She continued on with her story of how she escaped New Yo

She seizes the opportunity and bolts, sprinting out of the room. Maya races down the stairs, her heart pounding in her chest. She bursts through the front door, the bright sunlight blinding her for a moment. Her eyes widen in horror as she sees a car speeding away down the driveway, her children inside, their faces pressed against the glass. “No!” she screams, desperation clawing at her throat. As she turns back, she sees Jackson’s men rushing out of the house. Without thinking, she dashes into the treeline bordering the property, following the direction of the car.

We will see the priest when we have caught my runaway bride. “What the fuck do you mean?’ ‘My bride has gotten cold feet you fucker. She escaped in a bloody wedding dress, and we need to find her before she brings all the attention to herself and fuck us all up.’ Viper screamed into the phone, and my blood sizzled hot inside my veins. Pride swelled inside my chest, longing stretching my soul from every corner. A smirk curled on my lips before I rolled my stiff neck on my shoulders. A frce of energy pumped into my stream, and I fucking lit up like christmas lights.

She missed my wedding. After I explained everything, her voice trembled. "Those two scumbags better be locked away for good so they don't disgust anyone else. How could they bully you like this, my dear Donna?" I paused, then said, "Remember that villa you held for me under your name? Put it up for sale. I probably won't be staying in the country." Nikki Styles and I had grown up together. Before she became financially independent, she was caught in a family feud over inheritance, leaving her temporarily cut off.

His eyes softened. And I want you in my new life. If you’ll stay. Larris throat tightened. I'm not a good man. You became good for me, she whispered. He shut his eyes, overwhelmed. When he opened them again, he whispered. I’ll stay. EPILOGUE THE RUNAWAY BRIDE WHO CHOSE HERSELF Months later, Teresa stood on a balcony overlooking Greyfall City. The wind carried the scent of rain, but this time, she wasn’t running.

And after that day Matilda cut off all connections with Jerald. Matilda realized that Jerald was on the verge of losing his job when they were dating. As the personal chartered accountant to the President of the UN, she quickly ran for safety into the arms of a celebrity actor known for his iconic romantic action movies. She believed Jerald was about to lose everything, and she was not willing to be part of that. All she cared about was her career as a model and finding someone who could sponsor her lifestyle while she gathered money to travel the world—her number one life goal. “Your sister told me all you were up to. Please leave my marriage alone please I am begging you please”

"Babe, thank you for being so understanding. I think we still need to refine some of the wedding details." She went on, "Aiden said we could do a helicopter bouquet drop. It wouldn't just make you look good—it would make us both look good in front of everyone. "Also, he said my custom wedding gown doesn't show off my figure well enough. Since the wedding's been postponed, maybe we should switch to another one?" Olivia babbled on and on over the phone. Her ideas were completely ridiculous, and every other sentence revolved around Aiden. A helicopter bouquet drop? Swapping out a custom wedding gown just like that?