Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

This was so unlike him and Nora trembled like leaves on a windy day. He looked at her on the floor. Something shifted in his expression like a decision being made behind those ruined eyes. Final and immovable. "You're not going home," he said. Nora looked up at him. "What?" "Lena is gone." He said it flatly, as though reporting the weather. "The wedding is in four days. Everything is arranged. The families are expecting it. The contracts are signed." He set the bottle down. "You look exactly like her. Anyone who doesn't know you well enough would never know the difference."

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.

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

I know it's not in my position to cling to this marriage because it was never mine in the first place but…it was hard to let go. I was a substitute bride, my step-sister's replacement when she ran away on the night of her wedding.Since I loved Lucas so much, I didn't complain when my father asked me to marry him. I accepted without any obligations because I thought the heavens had finally answered my silent prayers. Lucas turned around and stared at me, his face hard to read. Those blue eyes which used to look at me gently now send shivers down my spine. He looked at me as if we were strangers and this was the first time that we were seeing each other.

But I wasn’t marrying a prince; I was marrying a man I knew I loved but had promised to hate—a man who would never love me in return. "You look absolutely stunning, my dear." My mother's voice broke through my swirling thoughts, and I turned to see her at the door, watching me with a warm smile. Corine Parker, always elegant and composed, stepped into the room. She had aged beautifully, her face radiating warmth, but today, there was a quiet sadness in her eyes that mirrored my own. "Thank you, Mama." My voice was tight, revealing the anxiety I couldn’t conceal. I felt beautiful—the dress, the makeup, the hair all contributed to the image of a bride on her wedding day, a woman who was meant

Soon Benita appeared, “You called for me?” I nodded, “Let’s get married,” I declared. Her face turned pale. “Sorry?” “You’ll be getting married to me today, Benita,” I repeated, “As a substitute. Just until my real bride returns. The dress would be brought to you in a minute, get dressed and come out quickly… make sure your face is covered.” A sad, sarcastic laugh left her lips, “You too?” she asked, “You also want to use me like everyone else. Foolish me forgot for a while and assumed you were different.”

And why did she have to do it without informing us? "There is no time. You'll replace your sister." He sighed. "What?" Shock clawed at me in unimaginable ways. "You heard me right! You will be the substitute bride for him." This was the last thing I expected to hear especially from my father who looked forward to the wedding. And although I liked Alpha Will, I didn't want him like this. "You can't do that Nick. Nina won't-"

"It's only a pragmatic marriage, probably the reason why the young mistress had left and hid herself. She doesn't want to marry." "If she doesn't want to get married, then why not cancel the wedding?" "Mr. Racini wants to push the wedding even without her daughter. Your job will be this. You need to pretend to be her so the wedding will happen on the exact date." My lips parted. I'm not sure if I heard it right. "You want me to substitute the bride? I'm sorry if this would offend you, sir, but... are you sure you are okay?" Because I don't think he's on his right mind to ask me that!