Novel & Cerita The Bride's Substitute

What's up with me? Until I gasped for breath, I was running out of words to say to him. "All you have to do is sign here so we can be married, I won't take you away from your girlfriend! If you want we can do some arrangements for this contract wedding like I'll pay for our annulment. I'll take all the responsibilities in case Kim will find out about this fake wedding. I'll do all the talk." "It's still a no," Travis said without any emotion. To be honest I am running out of hope.

I said but the groom grabbed my hand. “No you can’t go. You’ll be the substitute bride.” He said and dragged my back to the altar. I sighed dramatically. “I’m always the substitute when will I be the first choice?” “Shush your mouth and let’s get this over with.” He hissed and faced the priest like nothing happened. “We’re ready father.” He said and smiled. I scoffed God doesn’t want two faced people! But seriously… Is this for real? Am I going to marry someone I don’t even know?

After securing my chocolate brown hair in an elegant bun, the maid skillfully adjusted the delicate lace-edged vintage bridal veil. I would wake up every morning to see myself in the mirror covered in scars, but today was a completely different day. All my scars and wounds were concealed, and I never thought I could look this beautiful. Everything felt like a dream, and I wished with all my heart that I could marry my beloved mate. However, the harsh reality came crashing down on me, and I realized that I had to play the role of a substitute bride for the ruthless Alpha. “How long is it going to take, huh?”

This was so unlike him and Nora trembled like leaves on a windy day. He looked at her on the floor. Something shifted in his expression like a decision being made behind those ruined eyes. Final and immovable. "You're not going home," he said. Nora looked up at him. "What?" "Lena is gone." He said it flatly, as though reporting the weather. "The wedding is in four days. Everything is arranged. The families are expecting it. The contracts are signed." He set the bottle down. "You look exactly like her. Anyone who doesn't know you well enough would never know the difference."

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."

They told me to pit on my sister's wedding dress, to replace Anita, at the altar. There was no room for argument, nor was I given the choice to say no. I was to be the figurehead, the stand- in bride who would fufil the ceremony in Anita's absence. There were no word of blessings and no well wishes for a happy future. instead, what I recieved were instructions “to be a good wife”. This was how it all started.

Sophia Carter has always been the daughter her family was proud of—the beautiful, confident heiress who was destined to marry Adrian Blackwood, the cold and powerful CEO of the Blackwood Group. But on the morning of her wedding, Sophia disappears. With the Carter family’s future hanging by a thread and the Blackwoods already waiting at the wedding venue, Lena Carter is given an impossible choice: watch her family lose everything or take her sister’s place at the altar. Lena knows she is making the biggest mistake of her life. Adrian is a man she has never met, a billionaire known for his ruthless business dealings and his complete refusal to believe in love. He expects Sophia to

I stood by his side staring and transfixed, the clicking of the camera from the reporters was on repeat. Tristain Herdezn exchanged pleasantries with her, and I kept on shaking my head in defeated silence. I could read the next headline in the papers by morning. “The substitute bride was humiliated at her own reception” “Ruthless billionaire ignores his wife for a more sexy lady” “Tristain Herdezn, and who do we have here?”. The woman who made a mockery of me right before the whole crowd, turning to face me not letting go of her grip on Tristain's arm.

This case, for example, had put Sylvie in the way of a beast. Neil winced at force of the impact. He tilted his head and looked at Sylvie who was trying to find something to balance herself. She stretched out her hand and took hold of something trying not to fall forward. Instead, as she balanced herself, she felt her pillar tremble. ‘Do pillars do that?’ she asked herself. Neil was in immense pain and pleasure. He looked at the oblivious lass and felt his whole world crumble as he was now aroused. Elsewhere, Dominic was still trying to understand why Jade would say no. it wasn’t like he was ugly and neither was he poor. He didn’t get the point.

I challenged confidently. "I can tell that you are very razz and you can do anything for money, so let's do this. I don't have a bride for my wedding day, so how about I pay you to be my substitute Bride for a period of one year. It's going to be a win win situation, you get the money you are desperately looking for and I get married on the 28th as planned, what do you say?