The Billionaire Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

Oliver Ashford, father of groom, worth £90B, had booked: Private island in Maldives, Ashford Hotels private island, 50 staff, overwater villa, Patek Philippe welcome gift, rescue cat Biscuit's own villa. Rose and Leo said: "No." Milo Blackwood, 21, who said "No!" as first word at 8 months old, was proud: "My sister learned No from me! Good!" Rose and Leo's honeymoon plan: Stay in their Shoreditch mold flat. £800 per month, 2 roommates, 1 bathroom with mold that looks like a rose if you squint, bicycle, Tesco meal deals, coffee shop shifts. Because Rose said: "If we start marriage with private jet, we will end with private jet divorce like other billionaires. If we start with mold, we will ap

If they discovered I wasn’t Willow, I could lose everything I’d endured this marriage for. I was still lost in thought when someone knocked on the door. “Come in.” Damon stepped inside. “Come downstairs.” I looked up at him. “Is something wrong?” “Now.” I jumped up and followed behind him, my heart pounding in my ears. I had a feeling it had happened. They actually did it. Elijah and Noah were waiting when we arrived, anger clearly written on their faces. I forced a calm expression on my face despite my racing pulse. “Ten million dollars has been transferred out of the account,” Noah said. His voice was unusually serious. “The entire balance.”

“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?”

She was never meant to be his bride. But fate had other plans. Arielle Bennett has spent her entire life living in the shadow of her beautiful older sister, Vanessa. Always overlooked and never anyone's first choice, Arielle has learned to sacrifice her happiness for her family. When Vanessa mysteriously disappears on her wedding day, leaving billionaire Alexander Blackwood humiliated at the altar, Arielle's family forces her to take her sister's place to save their reputation and failing business. Alexander, a cold and ruthless CEO who despises betrayal, agrees to the marriage under one condition: No love, no expectations, and no emotional attachments. Their marriage is nothing

It wasn't her job to do so, but she had insisted, making my dad stay by the side. "Shall we welcome in, the bride of the day!" I heard the priest announce and without hesitation, the doors were opened to me and my mom who was ready to go into the hall. With boldness, I lifted my eyes up to the altar that had both the groom, his best man and the priest. I was going to be my sister's substitute now, I was going to be forced into a marriage I never wanted to have. I was going to ignore every thought I had when suddenly, I saw him. I saw the same billionaire who was at the stripping house, the one I bumped into, the same billionaire I was indebted to.

There was no way they had found out unless someone told them but was that the case or was I being paranoid? I took another breather, and the grip on my dad's arm tightened. I decided to lift my head, my gaze going straight to the altar where my future husband was waiting but my breath hooked in my throat and my eyes widened at the sight before me. I nearly halted, unable to move forward but my dad gave a little tug on my arm, pulling me forward till I was at the altar, Dad finally let go of my hand and went to his seat while I stood in front of him, Mr. Rodriguez, the youngest Billionaire. However, Mr. Rodriguez was in a wheelchair while my heart dropped to my stomach. To be continued...!

It was the most he could do. Also, Elenore hated to see her father share his love for a stranger girl. She believed I was a thief who had stolen her father’s attention. So her hatred am*ssed through time. However, at least I had my bed and clean sheets, and I was grateful to have my father, so I agreed to the conditions of becoming a substitute bride. He was the only one I had and losing him could take the reason for staying alive from me. After a long extended moment, all the memories of the Levine family were scattered into fractions and I appeared in Edward’s villa.

Kyla Eva Fuentabella . I stood empty, staring at the mirror in front of me. I felt numb and lost. Isn't your wedding day supposed to be the happiest day of your life? No. Not! Especially if you happen to be the substitute bride! "This will be the last, Kayla. After this, you are free to go. I also had enough of all the pretend, and I'm tired of this game. This is the last. I Promise. I will never bother you again. So, please just be my substitute, okay?" Kylie pleads once again in the line.

Every medical word should make me feel calm, but my mind is still crowded. By the weekend, Maya and I attend her cousin's wedding. It's on a boat. Not just any boat. A massive, shining, expensive white boat floating proudly on the water like a small kingdom. During the reception we wander around, smiling at strangers and listening to family stories. Everyone keeps talking about the bride and groom. Apparently Maya's cousin is marrying an Arabian billionaire who owns a winery in New York City. The whole event is dripping with money and elegance. Once upon a time, I used to belong in rooms like this. I used to be married to a billionaire too. A man who adored me. At least until his childhood b

His voice was cold, and from the way his brows were furrowed, he was just as much confused as I was. "A wedding will be held today." He says in finality. My mother's eyes aren't the only one that goes wide. "B-but Kathrine isn't here," my mother stutters. "I am aware that your eldest daughter isn't here, Dorothy, but remember that before this was a love match, it was a business arrangement, and in order for the business arrangement to be fulfilled, your daughter must marry my son." Her eyes land on me, and my body goes rigid. He couldn't possibly mean…