Novel & Cerita Substituent Bride

~Elena~ I clasped my thigh, dragging the duvet closer to my naked body. I never expected that agreeing to be a substitute bride would drag my life into another nightmare. My new husband was disfigured as well as disabled, but it didn't affect his aura and power. I had no idea what I did wrong to piss him off. Didn't he marry Julia for love? Or had he recognized that I was just a fake? I followed the butler down the hall, the cold floor masking my feet. We arrived at a different section of the house on the ground floor. We passed a corridor connected with doors and stopped in front of one. He pushed open the door and ushered me in first before following.

“The wedding will be held in three days. If you don’t marry him, we will be doomed to death.” “Where is Sophia now? Can’t we just get her back?” Aurora was very confused. Marriage was such a big deal. How could she replace the bride? At least they should ask the groom if he was willing. Aurora did not think that the groom would agree to that. Heck she is sure he won’t agree. Why will an Alpha agree to settle for a low life Omega like her?

“Um, how much did you hear?” “Just that I’m to be a substitute bride to the most reluctant of husbands there is.” “Sebastian is going through some things. That is why he is the way he is. Usually, though, he is the nicest and most down-to-earth billionaire that anyone will ever meet, or at least that I've ever met.” “I take it then that you’ve met many billionaires.” A faint blush stained Belinda’s cheek, but she ignored Carol’s statement. “So, your sister’s wedding dress is still in her room. It is already prepared, so you just have to wear it. I’ll do your makeup as I was to do for your sister.”

Astrid I stared at myself in the floor-length mirror, admiring the white dress I’d bought at the last minute. The dress was beautiful, ending at my knees with a silver lining at the neckline and delicate pearls hanging from it. It felt ironic how a dress so pretty could be for an occasion so… fake. I wasn’t just the event planner anymore. Now, I was the bride. I had pinned my hair into a bun and done my makeup myself. This wasn’t a grand affair. Adrian had decided we’d go to a small chapel to get married, and I couldn’t have been happier.

To be fair, Lorraine indeed wasn't as beautiful as Sienna. Lidya had said that before. Anyway, wasn't it a bit too much to say that out loud in front of the bride herself? Lidya turned awkward. "No, no! Raine is also very pretty, and they're both beautiful." "Enough! It's early morning. You elders should have some shame! The younger generation is here to help. Just hand over the gifts and stop with the nonsense!" It was Agnes who finally put a stop to it.

The wedding day arrived like an execution. Elena stood before the full-length mirror in the bridal suite of St. Patrick's Cathedral, and the woman staring back was a stranger. Victoria's wedding dress was a masterpiece of Italian lace and silk, fitted so precisely it might have been sewn onto her body. The bodice hugged curves Elena didn't know she had, while the cathedral train pooled behind her like spilled cream. But it was her face that truly unsettled her.

I stood anxiously, taking several photos with the priest, our parents, the bridesmaid, and best man. Lily, my sister's best friend, was the bridesmaid. I wondered if she knew I was taking Clara's place, but I was sure Clara never told anyone her plans. Lily hugged me excitedly and squealed, "Congratulations, Clara! I am so happy for you!" "Thank you," I replied. We took more wedding pictures in the church until Jace held my hand closely and kissed my lips once more. "Come on, my wife. You don't have to act shy like this is the first time we are kissing. Let's go for our wedding reception," Jace lifted me off the ground, and I felt stunned as he carried me away in his strong arms.

Sophia Carter has always been the daughter her family was proud of—the beautiful, confident heiress who was destined to marry Adrian Blackwood, the cold and powerful CEO of the Blackwood Group. But on the morning of her wedding, Sophia disappears. With the Carter family’s future hanging by a thread and the Blackwoods already waiting at the wedding venue, Lena Carter is given an impossible choice: watch her family lose everything or take her sister’s place at the altar. Lena knows she is making the biggest mistake of her life. Adrian is a man she has never met, a billionaire known for his ruthless business dealings and his complete refusal to believe in love. He expects Sophia to

The church organ reverberated through the air, announcing the arrival of the bridal party. As the organ's melody reached its crescendo, the heavy wooden doors swung open, revealing the radiant bride, Sanya. She stepped forward, her white gown billowing gracefully around her, as she beamed with happiness. Her long veil trailed behind her, delicately held in place by a crown of tiny, sparkling crystals.

The hanging crystal chandelier mirrored the light that came from the moon outside, casting slivers of subtle colors around the bed. This almost felt romantic, but I knew better than to think like that. My childhood innocence and dreams had long been gone, taken away by the cruelty of my world. I knew there was something better somewhere. But I’d be too naive to think this marriage was going to give me that. After all, I was just a trade off for peace. I’m not even sure if I’m a worthy trade off. The lycans didn’t bargain for me. I was just the substitute bride.