Substitute Bride Sweet Love Novels & Stories

I told her. She looked up. “Then what?” “To remind you what a substitute bride is,” I said, stepping into the cell. “Temporary. Replaceable.” She smiled slowly. “And yet… irreplaceable enough to drag into your madness.” I placed the ring in her palm. “When you put this on again,” I said, “you’ll kneel.” She met my gaze, unblinking. “And when I rise?” she asked. I leaned in. “You’ll rise… as mine. Or not at all.

I popped the box open to reveal a diamond ring. “Astrid Blythe, will you be my queen and rule the world right by my side? The mother of the beautiful children we’ll make? The woman I’ll forever cherish and love?” “Will you please marry me?” I asked and held my breath, watching her. Waiting for what her answer would be. She nodded and clasped her hand over her mouth. “Yes.” Her voice broke, and tears streamed down her cheeks. “Yes. I’ll marry you,” she muttered, and I took her hand, slipping the ring onto her finger.

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."

Jake said and everyone nods. We all went silent as we heard the MC instructed that the wedding is about to start. Mera and I needed to head towards the sound system when we see that they are having a problem. In the end, Mera and I had to sing for the wedding for the music got busted. Mera and I sing a soft melody of the song ‘It’s Your Love by Gil’. When the curtain is pulled revealing us everyone looks so confused and is wondering who we are. “Let us welcome our beautiful bride.” the MC said as we continue singing.

I can't use his horrible word. He releases one hand and lifts his. He takes hold of a piece of my hair that's covering my breast and moves it over my shoulder. I hear sorrow in his next words. "I cannot love you, my beautiful bride. I will cherish you, care for you, and fuck you, but your loss will be too painful when you leave me. I must protect my heart. I will never love another bride and for that I'm truly sorry."

Keith. “I want you to meet Miss Perfect. The perfect girl in our own world.” Bridgette said while pointing at Sunny who smiled shyly at us. “Y-you are h-her?” Keith said as he stammered. What is wrong with this guy? “Yah! Why do you stammer?” “B-b-because… I-I-I am BRusque, the one you are married to.” and what he said stunned me. “MARRIED?!” “Hyung, don’t scream. It’s just in the game. As if I can marry her in real life.”

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

"Now, shall I endow my beautiful bride?" (THANKS FOR READING!!) ♡

She doesn't know how to feel about this situation. The man she loved is Erish. But the man with whom she takes vows and started her new journey, her new life, her first kiss, her first everything is this man in front of her but what a joke played by God. He is not the same person she loved. He is not Erish, but his brother Eric. The one she could only imagine as a childhood friend. But he is also the one who betrayed her and this substitute marriage. He is not her lover. He is not the one she wished or dreamed to marry.

The hanging crystal chandelier mirrored the light that came from the moon outside, casting slivers of subtle colors around the bed. This almost felt romantic, but I knew better than to think like that. My childhood innocence and dreams had long been gone, taken away by the cruelty of my world. I knew there was something better somewhere. But I’d be too naive to think this marriage was going to give me that. After all, I was just a trade off for peace. I’m not even sure if I’m a worthy trade off. The lycans didn’t bargain for me. I was just the substitute bride.