Secret Bride Novels & Stories

The group's exit was nothing short of dramatic, with Nicole struggling against the security guard's grip and Beth shouting insults at Kamila. When they finally arrived home, they were still fuming. But their anger turned to shock as they scrolled through their social media feeds. They were trending, with hashtags like #CadetsGetKickedOut and #SmithsonHeiressFinallyIntroduced. Videos of Mr Smithson himself, revealing Kamila’s true identity as the Smithson heiress, were circulating on television, and people were gushing about how she had kept her identity hidden for so long. Mark's face darkened, and he was about to throw the remote control at the TV when Beth stopped him.

"It's imperative that you come with me. Tomorrow's the day, the wedding is on and that's that." Sienna's brows furrowed even further. She glanced over at Mackenzie, whose eyes had snapped into focus at the mention of the W-word. Mackenzie rushed to Sienna's side with scowl could've curdled milk at 50 paces, “What the heck was that all about?” she demanded, casting a scathing glare at the suited man, “Mistaken identity, I tell you. So Get lost! She wrapped an arm around Sienna’s shoulder, ushering her away from the stranger and towards the other side of the dance floor.

“No red envelope, no bride!” Through the narrow crack of the door, a payment code slid through. “Scan at will!” Laughter rang out as children from the kindergarten and orphanage swarmed in, their excitement contagious. Gio quickly scattered handfuls of candy among them, turning the moment into a lively and heartwarming spectacle. Just as the bridesmaids were about to throw in another challenge, a figure leaped in from the terrace with lightning speed, closing the distance to Emerald in the blink of an eye. It felt less like a wedding and more like a marriage heist.

The only sound was the ocean crashing faintly through the receiver. Then, “I’m sorry, come again?” Sebastian closed his eyes. “It was supposed to be one of your staff’s weddings. You mentioned it before you left: the marketing manager and one of the admin assistants. Jack and Olivia.” Joel’s voice shifted, alert and awake now. “Yeah, yeah, I remember. What about it?” “Well, the groom didn’t show up. The bride was left at the altar, crying. And before I knew what I was doing, I walked up and said, ‘I’m her husband.’”

Grace's security team had already locked down the entire perimeter, prepared for anything. I stood on the stage, my eyes lowered, and met Grace's gaze in the crowd. Steady. Deep. Certain. For a moment, I reached out my hand to her as an invitation. She stepped forward, about to take it when a voice tore through the hall. "Don't marry her!" Madison. She was dressed in a white gown, clutching a bouquet of roses as she ran toward me.

_____ AN HOUR LATER It had to be kept a secret that the would-be Knight bride had fled on her wedding day. It is hard to believe for the Knights that she is missing despite the tight security at this place. Aurora and Sebastian Knight couldn’t be happier than this. Caroline tried her best to keep calm and believe in her grandson’s abilities to find his bride before the right time of the wedding expires. "If this marriage had been with my sister, nothing would go wrong," Aurora pointed directly at Caroline, who anxiously awaited news of Eleanor's return.

She could not compete with him because, as they say, shamelessness knew no bounds. If she, one day, became as shameless as Chris, she would also be invincible! … In true Hevensford tradition, the groom and his groomsmen arrived to pick up the bride. Amid the guests, they reached the door of Sierra's room on the second floor. The groomsmen grinned. "Open up... We're here to take the bride." The bridesmaids inside the room said, "If you want to take the bride, you’ll have to pass our test. Show us your first gift."

Two guards swing the door open before she could finish. "It's time," they snarls. I meet Elena's worried eyes and give her an assuring nod. I follow the guards, my steps slow and heavy as my back still stings from the whipping I got last night. Entering the Grand Hall, I keep my gaze to the floor, not bothering to look at anyone. I can imagine the blank look on my father's face, the smirk dangling on the lips of my stepmom, and Beth's happy face as if she'd won a lottery. The guest are barely twenty in number as this is a secret wedding.

Another piece of her that had survived. Somewhere out there, I had a son or daughter. Twenty-three years old now, probably with no idea who their real parents were. And Sienna had a half-sibling. A slow smile spread across my face. This changed everything. This made everything perfect. I pulled out my phone and called my logistics team. "I need a package prepared. Priority delivery to Sienna DeLuca's last known location. Include a wedding ring, platinum with diamonds. You'll find it in the master bedroom of this estate, probably still in a jewelry box. And prepare the video file marked 'Katerina Final' from my encrypted drive."

It seems that Sabrina is the true heiress after all! "That's weird. In that case, why did Mr. Bloomberg tell us that Sir Ralph invited us to this party to also introduce Selena to the elite class for the sake of her future?" Selena panicked at once, her face turning pale. She had never heard of the Crimson Snowgem before, and she most definitely did not own it. Suddenly, Alvin laughed and said, "Sabrina, did you really think you could fool us into thinking that some stupid plastic stone you randomly picked up was the actual Bloomberg heirloom?