Tessa Dare The Bride Bet Novels & Stories

Lucianne’s thumb stroked the back of his small hand, and the sensation comforted him. The bridesmaids emerged in a mix of vampires, hybrids, wolves and lycans before Gerella finally came into view. Toby’s eyes shone as he sighed in happiness at the sight of his beautiful bride in the white, lace dress that hugged her figure with a bouquet of gardenias in her hands.

“They warned him. They gave him a month.” A low murmur answered. She knew about the ultimatum. Of course she did. “A month for what?” someone asked, though the tone suggested he already knew. “A Luna,” Tessa said. “A bride. Structure.” One of the men scoffed. “Alpha Maddox won’t take a council bride.” “He won’t,” Tessa agreed. “Not willingly.” The pause that followed felt deliberate. “So what do we do?” a younger voice asked. Tessa’s answer came like a lullaby. “We stop pretending this is about the law.”

"Bachelorette edition. And since you're the bride, Sloane, you get to go first." I rolled my eyes, laughing. "Tessa, we're twenty-two, not twelve. Truth or dare? Really?" "Just pick one, Sloane," Lila pushed, nudging my shoulder. "Don't be a buzzkill. You have been a good girl all night. Time to play." "Fine," I giggled, the tequila making me feel braver than I actually was. "Dare. Give me your best shot." The four of them exchanged a look that instantly made me sober up just a little bit. It was the look they got when they were about to do something completely terrible. Tessa leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table, her eyes locking onto mine with determination.

She looked like an angel that had descended from the sky to save him from a long life of loneliness. His eyes stung as his eyes raked her body, drinking her in. 'This is my bride. My woman. Finally, I'm marrying the woman I love with all my soul.' Tessa's gown was exquisite. An off-shoulder ball gown with a sweetheart plunging neckline. It was embellished with tiny diamonds that made it sparkle every now and then. The train was long and it was made of lace. She had a veil covering her face but Aaron was sure she looked beautiful.

Aria giggled, clearly tipsy. “Truth or Dare, Alessia?” Mia asks. Alessia giggled, a little tipsy blush on her cheeks. “Dare! Always dare!” “Alright, Miss Bride-to-Be,” Mia began, a mischievous glint in her eye. “I dare you to… tell Christian, right now, in front of all of us, the naughtiest thing you want to do with him on your honeymoon.” Christian’s eyebrows shot up, a wide grin spreading across his face. Alessia’s blush deepened, but a playful spark entered her eyes.

Right then, the screech of tires echoed from outside the hotel, and a fleet of flashy supercars pulled up in a showy procession. Larissa, clad in her bridal gown, descended from her ride and bellowed, "Hands off my man!"

He brushed a kiss against my cheek. "I've already had another dress flown in from Seine on a private jet. It's the gown you kept looking at before. "Just be my bride tomorrow, okay? Don't stay mad at me because of her."

ASHLEY'S POV "Let's get this over with." Those were the longest words I heard him say ever since his entrance to the room. His hoarse voice which held no sign of emotion rumbled like a distant thunder in the large sitting room that was now occupied by his mother, Jane Jordan - the heiress of Jordan Jewelleries, the dark haired judge who sat by an oak table that had been placed in the center of the room for this purpose, Mother, and I , the I-know-nothing-about-this bride dressed in a knee-length lavender gown and silver stiletto heels, nothing befitting for a bride on her big day.

“Dad, you have exhausted all your ways to protect me my whole life. You paid for my college education to let me have a bright future. How can I possibly work as a bargirl? How can I give up on myself?” “Then, you…” Hector could not understand it. Tessa immediately sneered aggressively. “There’s still Hana Sharpe. She is now married to a rich man!”

It was funnier because he was twenty-two at the time. "He said he'll be ready. He's excited to see me again," Tessa cheers and does a little happy dance, "I haven't seen him in at least a month. It'll be so nice for him to come here." "I'm glad you're happy," I chuckle, "now lets head back to mine, I need to start packing." "Did you forget about tomorrow?" Tessa asks as we head out to my Tesla. I raise my eyebrow at her and she rolls her eyes, "bridesmaid dresses are tomorrow."