Novel & Cerita Substitute Bride

“This one’s rarely touched, Alpha. Age has made it delicate.” “Has anyone compared it against the council’s current version recently?” “Not that I’m aware of.” That answer alone told me something worth pursuing. I worked through the original slowly, the archivist assisting where the older script grew difficult to read. The terms concerning my marriage to Jenna were straightforward enough. What caught my attention were the provisions surrounding a replacement bride. The language wasn’t vague, the way I’d assumed it would be. It was specific, outlining precise circumstances under which another woman could legally stand in for the intended bride, conditions that went well beyond simple bloodlin

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.

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

“All our problems will be solved if Elena got married to Asher in my place. With their influence, Dad, you can get your company back and we don’t have to worry about getting blacklisted or being harmed. It’ll be a win for us all, and everyone will be happy.” “Wait what? What the hell are you talking about?” I looked simultaneously at their faces, confused. “Julia is right.” Janet nodded as she wiped off her tears, turning to me. “Elena, you have to be the substitute bride and get married in your sister’s place to Asher Walton.”

The priest asks, and he hesitates for a few seconds before he replies to the priest. "Yes, I do," He replies hesitantly. "Do you, Tracy Williams, take Ren Bradford as your lawfully wedded wife? To hold, and to cherish, to love, and to care for, in sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The priest turns to Lilian and asks her. "Yes, I do," She replies after a few seconds of silence. She never imagined that she'd ever become a substitute bride, but turns out that it was her fate that she needs to embrace. It's the fate that she was destined to suffer in her lifetime.

Actually, I didn't doubt that anything would look good on him. It seemed that the hearsay was true. He was poor and couldn't afford to buy a new suit for the wedding. Or he just thought it wasn't worthy of doing so. The elder interrupted my thoughts, "Bride and groom, for some reason, you can't swear to the Moon Goddess now. As a substitute, you can exchange rings as your proof of oath that you accept each other completely and will never separate." The word "substitute" rang the bell in my mind.

Brielle chuckled. "What do you mean? Why are you having that look on your face?" Angelica asked looking at her. "The wedding can't happen without the bride right." Brielle stated. "How? Stop talking in riddles, what do you mean?" Angelica anxiously asked. Brielle came closer to her. "I have locked Sophie in her room and removed the bride tag on the door then replaced it on another door, without the bride, the wedding won't happen, then, I will still get another chance to be with my Asher." Brielle explained but Angelica widened her eyes.

He has the gun in his hand and the look on his face tells Ally he has used it before. “I am not the bride.” Ally tells him in a small voice. She cannot remember ever feeling so intimidated by someone. “Okay, I am going to explain this to you one more time. Listen carefully. You are now the new bride. Megan is being escorted to a safehouse where she will not even be found by the Symons family. I made very sure of that. You are her replacement. Eric is expecting a bride. You are that bride. Now get into that dress so the wedding can start at the right time. We do not want to keep a blind man waiting.” He tells her with a sarcastic tone tainting every single word.

Taggart gritted in annoyance and was ready to blurt back. “The wedding is still planned, so don’t worry about it. We only replace the bride with Tamara. I think she’s the best option for you,” Bruce pointed at smiling Tamara. Taggart was freezing out in his place. He couldn’t believe his father was becoming a jerk by changing his plan.

After securing my chocolate brown hair in an elegant bun, the maid skillfully adjusted the delicate lace-edged vintage bridal veil. I would wake up every morning to see myself in the mirror covered in scars, but today was a completely different day. All my scars and wounds were concealed, and I never thought I could look this beautiful. Everything felt like a dream, and I wished with all my heart that I could marry my beloved mate. However, the harsh reality came crashing down on me, and I realized that I had to play the role of a substitute bride for the ruthless Alpha. “How long is it going to take, huh?”