Novel & Cerita Substituent Bride

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.

The flowers were perfect. That was the only thing going right. I had been awake since four in the morning making sure that the roses with just enough blush to look romantic without being loud, greenery that didn't overpower, ribbon tied the way Vivienne had shown me three times on a YouTube video she'd sent at midnight. Everything was perfect. The bride just wasn't here. Her text came at 6:47 a.m. "I'm sorry, Aria. I can't do it. Don't hate me. Please don't hate me."

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."

she whispered. Richard folded his hands behind his back. "The guests don't know the bride personally. Most of them are business associates. The ceremony hasn't started, and the press hasn't seen her yet." He turned to Adrian. "The merger survives." Eva stared at him in disbelief. "You can't replace a bride like she's a missing decoration." "No," Richard replied calmly. "But we can replace a woman who has already chosen to leave." "I said no." Richard raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't asking you."

Her hands carefully touched the layers of silk tulle and intricate Chantilly lace decorating the gown. “Look at this, Rose,” Suzannah breathed in awe. “It’s a masterpiece. You’ll look like a fairy-tale princess at the altar tomorrow. Aaron will forget how to breathe when he sees you.” “He still needs to breathe,” Rose replied with a small grin. “For a split second.” Suzannah laughed softly, while Rose forced a “happy bride” smile. In truth, it was completely fake. “The dress is beautiful. Thank you for choosing it for me,” Rose said.

She looked at me. And I saw something in her face I hadn't seen before. Not guilt. Not shame. Fear. Jade was afraid. Of what I was about to know. That was worse than anything she could have said. "I'm the bride," she said. "They're not sending someone from my pack." Her eyes didn't leave mine. "They're sending me. I'm the bride they're bringing to replace you." The pot kept boiling behind me. Steam rising. The rain coming down outside.

“Bride to Be” is printed in sparkling font on Scarlett’s bright white sash. Although she’s already had numerous bridal showers and even a bachelorette party, Sheila, Scarlett’s older sister, decided we all needed girl-time tonight. She also decided that the best place to do that would be down the street from where the guys are holding Kurt's bachelor party.