Runaway Princess Bride Novels & Stories

"I know, dear, I am useless. I should die, as I cannot even protect my family. However, trust us, if we had any other way, we would never choose this way. Mr. Willson spoke in a heavy voice. Lilian didn’t say anything and ran to her room. She locked her door and started to pack her belongings. She must run away. She would never marry an unknown person. She was determined until she was ready to use the window to escape from her room. When she was on the window sill, she started to think about what would happen to her parents if she ran away from this marriage. How about the people who trusted her parents and worked in their company for so long? She started to hesitate. But suddenly she slippe

It's no wonder the princess you brought up has no matters and is so shameless! "Now, the person Liam is married to is me. Even without me, Liam wouldn't have married her! We both know this very well. So stop deceiving yourself! "Did Ms. Lancaster really go abroad for something? Or perhaps she went abroad because Liam wouldn't marry her? So she wanted to make Liam anxious, but she didn't expect Liam to actually marry someone else. "Ms. Lancaster had miscalculated this, but she didn't want to lose her dignity. So now she's come back to play victim, as if Liam had really let her down!"

Lucas seemed offended that his mom would think that of him. But she chuckled instead, "Right as if you two don't do anything together, so now back to what you've done." She wasn't wrong; they always did everything together no matter what. It was their little habit since childhood, they always were a team and always did mischief together, they were that way. "Well, it all started with the runaway bride." Seb started elucidating everything that had happened, all the plans they made, their scheming, and plotting, then the falling in love, the Harper situation, then Scar's kidnapping, and everything else till now.

He yelled. “I have no idea. She just left without saying much words.” Arabella lied. Asher stumbled backwards as if he had lost his balance and he broke down in tears. Adam ran towards him to pull him up. The expression on everyone's face was grim with each person having his or her own thoughts. The wedding would be called off no doubt since the bride was nowhere to be found. Releasing himself from Adam's grip, he ran into his room and picked up his phone to dial her number. It was switched off. Asher screamed out in pain. His hands grabbed his chest, he could feel it constricting and slowly he was losing his breathe.

Mia asks and Carl smirks “Our Son is in his room” Carl says placing emphasis on the ‘Our’, Mia rolls her eyes at this “Now…Pack your stuff and let me take you to our room” Carl says and mIa brows furrowed confusingly “What do you mean by Our Room?” Mia asks “You don't seriously think we're gonna be in different rooms right” “I wanna be Up close to you…My Runaway Bride” ***** Melinda enters Lucas Room and Drops the file on his table, Lucas didn't even raise his head at any point to look at her

“None of your business.” I reached for my phone, but Adrian was faster. His hand snatched it out of mine with the speed of a predator. “Give it back!” I lunged for it, but he caught my wrist, his grip tightening until I winced. “Let go!” “Tell me the truth. That ticket you booked—where are you running off to?” His dark eyes burned into me like gunmetal. I raised my chin. “The Maldives. With a male escort. Satisfied?”

I tried to reason with my father but his decision was final, I am getting married to Damian Blackwood, why me? So I started plotting, I had to run away, I just had to. I fixed a date when I was going to do it and when the day finally came, I ran. I stayed a motel at the outskirt of town and I laid low for a while until I stumbled upon an auction on my phone; an auction for women to be bought for marriage, I saw this as a great opportunity and immediately I applied. Yes, now you can’t have me anymore, or so I thought.

“Please. I need something to call you.” “I am Princess Aveline Asteria Laurel of the High Realm,” I whispered. “Daughter of King Rowan Laurel. Wrongly banished. Wrongly condemned. Wrongly cast from my land.” My voice broke. “And I don’t know where I am.” Marek stared at me as if I had spoken a language he only half understood. “You speak like someone from another world,” he said quietly. I swallowed hard. “That is because I am.” Silence settled between us. He watched me intently, eyes flickering with calculation and caution.

Jessica’s room was being handled with care as I moved to throw open all the windows. It still reeked like sex inside here and I couldn’t help but suppress the urge to punch that prissy fuck in the face for what he did to my Princess. He fucked around with her stepsister behind her back for crying out loud all because Jessica was still waiting to be married to give herself away. Fuck, she was a still a virgin and all I could think of was how she needed a real man like me to show her what it means to be a true woman.

I turned instantly to see the lady. My eyes widened at the realisation that she had jumped from the same window and was standing on her two legs. And she was coming after me. I pushed myself to keep running but it didn't take long before the fingers curled around my arms. “That's enough games, Princess.” “I am not a princess,” I protested as I twisted in her arms, “please let me go. Please let me go.” I dropped to my knees instantly, “I'm not the actual bride. Please just let me go.”