The Billionaire’s Discarded Bride Novels & Stories

Half an hour later, I was in the backseat of a black sedan, clutching my bouquet so hard some petals had bent beneath my fingers. The city blurred outside the window. This was really happening. I was really being taken to marry Adrian Lancaster. The Adrian Lancaster. The billionaire heir with the ruthless reputation, the cold face in business magazines, the man Sienna had once called too dangerous to love. The courthouse ceremony passed like a fever dream. Just a private room with a single civil official. My father's voice did most of the talking while my mother just stood one side, staring at her nails like this was none of her concern.

“His bride disappeared? Did she die or…” “No one knows.” He replied and my heart stopped. “It could be that she ran away or got kidnapped. No one knows actually. But Romanov has to get married in two days. And his bride will automatically get over half of his properties.” He explained and I paused, turning to look at him in shock. “Half? That man is a billionaire! If that's the case, why would his bride run? Unless she was in trouble.” I muttered, mostly to myself than to him and he sighed. “Wait, how do you know all this?”

I called Jonathan. "Can you find out who told Adrian about the transfer?" "I can try," he said. "But I can't promise that the information will be easy to obtain." "Please try." "I will." I ended the call and stared at the document. For three years, Adrian had treated me as if I had nothing to offer him. Now he was interested in the one thing he had never known I possessed. My father's empire. I wondered what he would do if he discovered that the woman he had thrown away was about to become one of the most powerful people in New York.

"You don't need to look that shocked. I need to get married. My bride just ditched me. I need a bride and I want you to be my bride. I'm ready to pay anything." She suddenly looked disgusted. She had expected his condescending pride. One she knew most billionaires inevitably had. But she was disgusted he sounded so sure money was just enough to convince her. "I don't need your money. What d'you think I am? What d'you take me for? A bride on sale?" He scratched his head regretfully. "I didn't mean it like that..." "Of course you didn't," she cut in sarcastically.

he will always asked himself and throw the pictures of the supposed ladies pictures brought to him by his dad to choose a bride, Been the only son of a billionaire, bussiness owners,companies Manager and other source of wealth, He was forced to get married or to his dad will seized everything he had, Having no option,he agreed to get married without a bride, Wedding invitation sent to family and friends for the wedding of Clifford Brown with no bride available, But one thing is certain,he must get a bride before the day of the wedding, What happened when Rissa Williams became the last day bride of the cold, sturbon, arrogant son of a wealthy billionaire? How will their marriage life be? Will

It was my third attempt to escape, but my father’s lackeys had done a pretty bang-up job keeping me in this horrible mansion since our engagement was official with a freaking twenty-five million dollars. My fiance was a private person despite being a self-made billionaire. He was known to be a whale on Wall Street. I was curious to look for him online, but I might not going to like what I would find out. If Jasper was right, his brother, Cas did all the public appearances since he was the expert in cryptography—he was the face of the decentralized digital currency called Centhaddeus or known as CENTH by the Crypto marketers. My heart had been beating a million a mile since Jasper caught me s

Alex and Noah called to Vernon saying that later they would go out to buy a tuxedo. and Riya would help Sofia to buy a dress for graduation, she deserved after every effort, but the truth that neither of them was excited at all, Vernon's father was worse every day, and however much he denies his father's illness , everything seemed too real when Mr. Maritin transferred the company to Vernon.

It wasn't as if they couldn't take their leave, but everyone was curious, wanting to know how everything was going to end. Probably they have heard about brides abandoning their grooms on their marriage day, but the groom abandoning his bride on the marriage day was something that rarely happens, but right now it was about to happen, and it wasn't just about to happen to any ordinary person but to Sarah Jones, one of the richest billionaires in New York City, and this wasn't a scene one would afford to miss. Meanwhile, Xavier sat at a corner in the church, his facial expression calm as if nothing was happening.

"You better do. Get that girl out of my house and find a convincing reason for bringing her into the house. My name mustn't be dragged into this, understood!?" "Understood sir" I fumed with rage. *** *** *** Happy Restaurant. Vivian's pov "I'm telling you" one of the customers pouted at others who did not seem to believe what he was saying. I moved round the tables, packing the used plates and cups. He leaned over and continued "These so-called billionaire families have no shame. I heard the bride canceled the wedding, and they sent their guards searching for a young suitable bride". With a developed interest in the little gossip, I returned to the counter.

I breathed out, slumping onto the edge of the bed with a soft thud. My shoulders drooped. The silence in the room only made me more aware of how unprepared I felt. Being married to a billionaire didn’t automatically mean you knew how to dress the part. There were expectations—silent, loud, and always hovering. I was supposed to look elegant, put-together… untouchable. But right now, I looked like someone who barely rolled out of bed in an old shirt that used to be white. I dragged my fingers through my hair and glanced at the mirror across the room. My reflection stared back—plain, unsure, and still trying to figure things out.