Substituent Bride Novels & Stories

They knelt before a joint grave, weeping uncontrollably. The tombstone was engraved with my name and Alex's name. A line of small words was engraved next to our names. [May we never meet again, not even in the afterlife.] This was my final punishment for them. I would never forgive them for all eternity.

The silence stretched between us, heavy and cold. My heart was beating so loudly it felt like he could hear it. I kept my eyes on his, waiting for him to get angry, waiting for him to do something worse. To my surprise, he leaned away But then, he leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear. "Don't think this is over," he whispered, his voice low and menacing. "You may have gotten lucky this time, but mark my words, Denise - I will fuck you soon. Hard. Whenever and however I like. And you will enjoy it because you belong to me. Every part of you. Your mouth. Your pussy. Your ass." Dahlia Rivera has spent her life in her twin sister’s shadow. But when Denise vanishes on the night of h

Wade mentioned wasn't as simple as he'd claimed! What were they trying to do? Make her humiliate herself on her wedding night, completely offending the Russell family? The heat waves grew increasingly fierce, threatening to devour her rationality. She forced herself through the wedding ceremony—a mockery without a groom present. The guests' glances were filled with sympathy, pity, and undisguised schadenfreude. "So this is the substitute bride? She's pretty, what a shame she'll be married to a vegetable." "I heard Rupert Russell is down to his last breath. The York family must be desperate for money to push their daughter into this hellhole."

She had learned, somewhere between that locked room and this moment, how to carry things without letting them show. But that bracelet was her mother's. It was the only thing in this marriage, in this house, in any of this, that had ever truly been hers. And now it was gone too.

“Oh dо уоu like іt? It makes mе ѕmіlе еvеrу tіmе I see іt, аnd now I finally gеt tо uѕе іt. So fіrѕt thing—colour. Dо уоu wаnt tо gо mоrе pastel, оr mоrе jеwеl toned fоr the bridesmaid?” “I’m nоt a pastel kind оf girl.” I grіmасеd, thаt wаѕ my kіnd оf hеll. “Hоw аbоut a rісh purple for thе groom, bеѕt mаn аnd bridesmaid?”

"Thorne-Holdings has been 'Decentralized.' I’ve spent the last decade 'Un-Doing' everything the 'Ice-King' built. But there is one 'Contract' that I can't seem to 'Close'." He reached into the drawer of the obsidian desk and pulled out a single sheet of paper. It was yellowed, the edges frayed. It was the original "Substitute-Bride-Agreement"—the document that had priced Avery’s life at a million dollars for thirty days of her "Presence."

Coming from a large family of mainly half-siblings, having been born to a man who’d married three times, had numerous affairs and begat eight children, to say that Sebastian had a jaundiced view of the holy sanctity of marriage was a huge understatement. With an iron will, he concentrated once more on his surroundings and not the potential minefield of his family, who had dispersed from their ancestral home, Wolfe Manor, as soon as they’d been able to escape. In the huge and ornately decorated inner courtyard a stunning marquee covered in silken swathes of material took up the centre space under a dusky evening sky. The bride, while being of average height, stood with a regal and graceful be

Crystal chandeliers glittered above a long table where they were already waiting. His mother. His brother, Leonardo. And Alessia. “Brayden,” his mother snapped, rising. “Finally. And you bring… this.” Her gaze cut me open like a blade. “Mother.” Brayden pulled out a chair for me. I sat. Alessia leaned forward. “We were just discussing you, Brayden. And your… unusual bride.” His mother’s lips thinned. “Bride? Don’t insult that word. Alessia is your wife. This one is a mistake. My son will soon come to his senses”

“That part isn’t a problem. But because the procedure involves intimate physical contact, if I perform it in Miss Dean’s place, it counts as standing in as the bride. “A legal marital agreement would have to be signed, recognizing me as Blake Hall’s posthumous wife. So…” Sean cut me off sharply. “Drop the creepy supernatural nonsense. Just tell us how much you want.” Seeing that Sean looked ready to flip the table at any moment, Crystal hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and gave me an apologetic smile. “Please don’t mind him. Just charge whatever you normally would.” “Ten million for a substitute bride. To be paid by the bride’s family.”

Do as I say son there will be a wedding for your brother today" He looked so confused, but went to do what his mom instructed him to do. "Let us go get our daughter ready," Maria aunt said to my mom and my mom smiled. Aunty took us to a room which was assigned to the bride The wedding dress was hanging there. Aunt opened the dress cover and took the dress out it was a beautiful mehndi in wine colour. it was a very elegant and sophisticated clothe...