Savior Black Veil Brides Novels & Stories

His hand then lands on the second young man. “Nice to meet all of you. I’m Charlie.” My voice comes out as if I’m a robot on autopilot, but I can’t help the nervousness that continues to consume me. I mentally shake myself. These people are happy about becoming a vampire, happy to be with a vampire. “So you’re the reason we’re all here. You’re the one being presented as Maxwell’s bride,” Paige spews out. “Paige, get a hold of yourself,” Eddie says through clenched teeth as he jabs Paige with his elbow.

“Then improvise.” “I don’t see why you can’t do it,” I pointed out calmly. “You’re the only one here with experience handling emotional women.” Ivan barked out a laugh. “I knew this marriage was going to be a disaster.” He leaned back, shaking his head. “Besides, I’m not who she wants right now.” His expression turned more serious. “She’s terrified of the dark already and If I walk out there suddenly, she’ll probably think I’m trying to murder her.”

They weren’t illusions. And yet here I was, trapped in the role of an outsider, watching him bind himself to another woman. The priest began to speak, his voice resonant, commanding. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Zane Blackwood and Sera Voss in holy matrimony. Marriage is a sacred covenant, a bond not to be entered into lightly, but reverently, in the fear of God and in the joy of love. Today, these two stand before us to pledge their lives to each other…”

"In the eyes of our Great Father's Salazar, Alexandrite, and Roman, and witnessed by our Blessed Mother's, Lilith, Obsidian, and Nightingale, we begin the vows of this marriage." the pastor said. "Amen." the whole crowd said together. Prince BlackScale had long let go of Venus's hand and was staring boredly at the pastor. Venus gripped the sides of her ruffly wedding dress. She casted her eyes down on the ground and felt herself spacing out.

People pushed against one another, trying to get closer to the royal announcement board. Curiosity flickered quietly inside me. Slowly, I stepped closer. A large parchment bearing the royal seal had been nailed at the center of the board. BY ORDER OF HIS MAJESTY, THE KING To preserve peace between the Human Kingdom and the Vampire Kingdom, a royal marriage alliance shall be established. An unmarried woman shall be selected as the human bride of the Vampire Crown Prince. The moment people finished reading it, panic erupted across the square. “What?!” “They want to send one of our daughters to the vampires?”

Seeing him coming, the driver quickly brought the car near the porch and stood at the side. _____ What will Hiya do to get rid of this deal? What you think ? Why Ahil accept his mumma's decision ? Will they both tangled with this deal marriage? To know more read "Heart Savior".

He must admit,she had turned out more beautiful in that wedding dress. As she walked slowly to the beat of the wedding match,her fear of staying with this man for a few days increased.A potent aura of raw sexuality surrounded him,he was the most elusive and sought-after bachelor in Rome.His hands were thrust deep into the pocket of his expertly tailored suit trousers.Xavier Da Silva was a truly magnificent specimen of virile masculinity. He took her hand and led her up the stairs beside him. He lifted the veil up and over her head looking down into her eyes and for a tensed moment,she saw an unmistakable glint of confusion in his eyes, and she feared that he noticed something different alrea

As she stood there, now down to a simple black sports bra, Anna sneered at Max. “Come get me, boy.” —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 10

No one would save her. Silence crashed over the crowd the moment she appeared at the top of the aisle. Every head turned. Candlelight flickered across sharp, predatory faces. Seraphina saw nothing but the towering figure waiting at the altar—Alpha Thorne Veylorn, Lord of the Blackthorn Pack. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in formal black with silver wolf pelts draped over his shoulders. His golden eyes tracked her like a hunter sighting prey. She had never imagined her wedding like this. Not to a stranger. Certainly not to a man who would likely kill her when he discovered she wasn’t Lira.

Then, without warning, his gaze landed directly on me, and held. Not a glance. Not the passing curiosity the other brides drew from him. A held gaze, deliberate, measuring, the kind that made me instantly certain he had already marked me as something worth a second look. *He's requesting to question every bride. Including me.* I told myself it meant nothing. Every bride would face the same questioning. There was no reason to believe his eyes had lingered on me any longer than they had on the others. I repeated it to myself twice more before I half believed it.