Substituent Bride Novels & Stories

The lace of the wedding dress covered its neck, both sides of arms, and even hands were covered. The whole set of clothes was as white as the snow in winter, but there was inlaid with a blood-red gem in the middle. "Do you like it?" Behind me, Shirley asked. "I like it." My eyes got stuck on the gem all the time and I couldn't take my eyes off it. I seemed to have understood the meaning of the gem. It was a cinnabar mole on the heart.

His words made a smile spread across my lips but I was quick to wipe it off. "Have you gone nuts? We are not even friends, why should I get into a deal with you?" I rolled my eyes in disgust. Ignoring me, he pressed on, “Five million dollars.” “Excuse me?” “I will make it ten, fifteen. Let's settle for twenty, what do you say?" Dumbfounded, I couldn't say a word. My lips were heavy. After what seemed like forever, he pushed his hand into his hair and with a calm tone, he said, “I need a substitute bride.”

The stylists did my finishing touches before I was taken to the wedding venue. My car arrived at the venue at the exact time of the wedding. My father almost cried when he saw me come out of the car before he walked me down the aisle to meet Asphalt who was waiting at the altar with the priest in front and his best man by his side. I made Sarah my chief bridesmaid because I knew she wouldn't cause too much attention. My decision took Vivian and Carissa by surprise but they didn't dare complain. My dad gave me to Asphalt and our wedding vows were said. We exchanged our wedding rings and proclaimed long life commitment to each other.

They escorted her to the entrance where her father, Stephen was waiting with a grim expression. Stephen had never acknowledged her as his daughter and she wasn’t even allowed to use his last name but last week, they had gone to family affairs and officially changed her name to a Taylor and also registered her under the family much to the annoyance of Vera and Helen. The bridesmaid marched into the hall and soon, the MC was announcing the entrance of the bride. Iris's stomach tightened into knots and she shakily took the hand her father unwillingly held out. The doors opened and they began the short but long trek down the aisle. Iris kept her gaze on the floor, admiring the rose petals that h

Beatrice put the flower on her sister's tombstone and lit the candle. After that, she stood again and looked at the Name engraved on the stone. Beatrice smiled and tilted her head to Nate, who was looking at the tombstone. Beatrice knows that he is shocked because of what he sees now. "Nate, this is my sister, Margarett." Beatrice introduces Nate, "Margarett, this is Nate, my husband." She added, so Nate looked at her with a smile. Beatrice took a deep breath and looked at the sky.

“Which one of you is my bride?” “I-” I squeak and have to clear my throat. “I am. Are you Ethan?” “I am.” Ethan looked me up and down. He didn’t seem impressed by what he saw, but he shook away the thoughts and approached me. “These are for you,” He held out a bouquet of flowers. They weren’t super extravagant, but they were pretty. Dora scoffed. “A house like this and cheap flowers?” She laughed and gestured at his torso. “And look at what he’s wearing!”

" Mrs Walker gestured for Belle to sit opposite her. Dianna Walker carefully observed the girl before her eyes. "So, you are the substitute bride." Dianna did not remove her gaze from Belle, who was looking straight into her eyes with a cold face just like her son, Alaric. "You can call me to substitute bride, but the fact is that we were fated." Belle maintained her stoic face. "I heard that you marry my son with your own will, without anyone forcing you?" Dianna raised her eyebrow. "Well, yes. I agreed with my own will and happiness." Belle was straight in answering Dianna.

Jenner was supposed to be getting married tomorrow, their father was owing a rich billionaire, and since they couldn't pay their debt, the man has decided to take Jenner as his wife. Jenner was Amelia younger sister and she was the most beautiful, thereby, making her the most loved, eveyone in town admired Jenner because of her beauty, and no one ever seems to notice Amelia who was not too beautiful, even their parents favored Jenner the most and they treated Amelia like trash.

He just asked me to attend the wedding, and that was how I found out that Brianna had become my substitute— the replacement bride. How convenient. Thinking back to the perfect image of love and happiness that shone through as I watched Adrian and Brianna get married, I couldn’t help but be spiteful. The wedding was mine in the first place. So, I had every right to object. I was the one who was to be wedded in the first place—not Brianna. Definitely not her. She couldn’t have this, not if I couldn’t. Not when it was all I have ever longed for and what I had just lost. True love, soulmates, a happy home. Warm and fuzzy that makes your heart swell with joy.

Only a profound, chilling indifference. "You wanted a bride, Shen," Julian said, standing up. The light in the room seemed to bend toward him. "But you weren't strong enough to hold the Sun. Security will escort you out. You are barred from Sterling property, and your name has been erased from the Ashford registry." As the security team led the sobbing Lu family out, Julian felt the heavy weight of the "Substitute Bride" mantle finally fall away. Victor reached out, taking Julian’s hand and kissing his knuckles in front of the remaining board members. "Well played, my Emperor."