The Back Of The Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

Six carats was simply because Mabel liked that number for good luck, Lana sure knew how to flatter herself. Just as I was about to explain, a gentle female voice came from the back of the wedding car. "Cruz, is something wrong?" I immediately opened the back door, took the hand of Mabel, who was wearing a wedding dress. I smiled. "Nothing, I just ran into a lunatic. Come on, Darling. It's almost time. Everyone's waiting for us inside!"

I went up to the balcony. The balcony was like a place I went to when my head was full and I just needed to let it out. I went there to cry most times or to scream at the world for being cruel and unfair. I stood at the railing and looked out at the dark garden below. I was getting married. I was getting married to a man I did not know, in few weeks my life would completely change, from the underpaid servant to the wife of one of the wealthiest men in the state. This was crazy.

Now her bridesmaid couldn't afford it but her being uninvited really took the things to extreme and that bridesmaid was so sweet. 'You promised to cover the bridesmaid dresses then decided agaginst it and asked us to buy our own then started to demand ridiculous things. I didn't dye my hair nor did I buy a new dress because I knew you bitch will again change your mind. I am not going to your wedding, no need to uninvite me. Hope you get your most deserving divorce.' Another of her bridesmaid left the wedding party with a very nasty text. Both of them were from Sarah's college so they probably would never see each other.

He seized my wrist, his face dark, his fingers crushing down hard enough to grind bone. I sucked in a breath and looked at him. "That's what I should be asking you. What right do you—" The words never finished. The massive screen behind us lit up. Kimberly's face had been crudely photoshopped onto a pair of mating dogs. The image was obscene, deliberate, and impossible to mistake. The room exploded. "I knew it. No wife volunteers to be a mistress' bridesmaid. The quiet ones bite the hardest." "Damn. Ruining the bride during her engagement party. That's vicious."

She would not even be surprised, they all acted weirdly, except Grandma, of course. She shook her head, she was watching too many true crimes lately. But her mind kept traveling to the image. She could just imagine how the news of her death would be reported on the TV news. An unwary Miami bride thought she had struck gold when she married the billionaire. Little did she know she know she would end up being chased in the woods at the next full moon for the symbolic bride porridge. And then the presenter, who looked like he might get sick, would go on to say the images were too gory to show.

We both smiled and I tapped his face, grabbed my box and rode it out. A twenty four hours marriage ruined because of backshots with a bride.

Who then gave them that impression that the runaway bride latter came back? Rohan? No! Rohan only instructed his assistant to get a wedding gown that has a heavy vile, which eventually covered the face of the bride, the body features of the two girls were almost the same only their faces were different. So the congregant in the church auditorium including Madam Hamati got the impression by themselves or from the social media that the bride latter came back. Madam Vivian Hamati was not only confused because of the apparent change in bride, but was also confused because to her ‘the young woman looked so much like madam Julia Bon-Hwa’ she was thinking this in her heart.

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

Genelia's mother responded with her calmest tone with obvious sadness as Diana's eyes enlarged. Even if this thing is happening then it would be a total unfair decision for Bella. At least in case of Genelia and Diana they were married in their legal ages! "This cannot happen, we need stop this!" Diana spoke as her both her mother's and aunt's eyes widened at her audacity. There has always been a rule to regulate the brides before marriages, to make them learn etiquettes. The honour manners the females well for their husband. Bella's life would be so harsh if she will be attacked so suddenly with all those harsh demands of honour.

Margaux’s POV. Beatrix! Beatrix! Her name sounded familiar but I couldn’t remember where I heard it! Clyde left last night without even glancing at me. I was left alone in this lonely penthouse his grandparents gave me. I had to go to the hospital but I didn’t even have the energy. “My wedding got cancelled, the father of my child doesn’t want us in his life…how worse could it be?” I sarcastically told myself. Soon, I realized my tears were flowing endlessly.