The Bride's Substitute Novels & Stories

The priest asked once more, "Do you promise to love and cherish her, and to be faithful to her, as long as you both shall live?" "I do," Jace smiled, looking at me like I was his real bride, genuinely happy to be wedded to me—thinking I was my twin sister. "I now pronounce you both as man and wife. You may kiss your bride," the priest concluded as Jace and I recited our vows and wore the wedding rings. I hesitated to wear his ring, which symbolized love, trust, and commitment. I couldn't believe I was doing this, acting in a movie for my twin sister's replacement.

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…

She bit her lip and signed her name on the paper. “Please congratulate Mr and Mrs Kingsley,” announced the officiant. Everyone stood up from their seat and clapped loudly. Rose looked at everyone being happy for her wedding. But this was not her wedding. She was the replacement bride. And she was not happy with the wedding. But how was she going to tell everyone about that?

Lorraine’s clear and sonorous voice wafted into Sotiria’s ears. It took Sotiria a while to recover from the pain and find her voice again. “But, according to Rothesay’s tradition, the bride should find a girl who is not married to be a bridesmaid. I have been married—” “It doesn’t matter!” Lorraine interrupted Sotiria, took a step forward, and held Sotiria’s trembling hand.

He offered me his hand, I was a bit shy, but I caught his hand and he helped me to climb those steps to be on stage. It was a strange feeling as he was still holding my hand. Everybody was looking very happy, but he was upset, I can understand his state of mind as he was in love with someone else and was supposed to get married to her, but was getting married to me instead. The girl, whom he always avoided like plague. What was I doing? What should I expect from him or this marriage? I was just a substitute bride for him. I had felt only for him but he didn't...

Maria curtly cut him off, turning her back to Charles and closing her eyes. Charles watched her for a moment, then fetched a blanket and draped it over her. Maria didn't open her eyes or say a word. She simply lay there, waiting until Charles had tucked her in before pulling the blanket closer. She was indeed feeling a bit upset, but then she reminded herself that Charles and Mia were the real couple. She was just a stand-in for the bride. Besides, the swap with Mia was bound to happen soon. Charles was just trying to cultivate his relationship with his future wife.

The kind of gesture that said everything about what this was and nothing at all about what it wasn’t. The guests applauded. I kept my face still. Damien straightened and looked at me again and for just a fraction of a second something moved behind those blue eyes that I couldn’t identify before it was gone completely. Then he offered me his arm. I took it. We walked back down the aisle together, two hundred people watching, music playing, flowers everywhere, and I was Mrs. Blackwood, I was actually Mrs. Blackwood, and I felt absolutely nothing like a bride. I felt like a substitute.

“The wedding will be held in three days. If you don’t marry him, we will be doomed to death.” “Where is Sophia now? Can’t we just get her back?” Aurora was very confused. Marriage was such a big deal. How could she replace the bride? At least they should ask the groom if he was willing. Aurora did not think that the groom would agree to that. Heck she is sure he won’t agree. Why will an Alpha agree to settle for a low life Omega like her?

While Nate is already in front and waiting for his bride. On the other hand, Beatrice stood before her sister's grave. She looked at its name and took a deep breath. She knew her wedding was happening now and didn't care if she attended on time. "You're supposed to be the one I am watching right now getting married to that bastard." She said and put the flower down beside its name. "Our wedding will happened today, and everything under my plan is slowly happening. I will avenge your death." She said, turned her back, and started walking back in her car. The driver opened the door for her, and she went inside.

"Do I have to respond that several times, Krystal? I thought my answer is already enough for you to agree?" "Another answer won't harm you," I replied. "Fine. You didn't seem like the type of woman who would be easily abandoned after the deal, especially since you'd been wanting to work for me for so long. I chose you to be my lucky acting wife. Consider it your dream come true after I summon you, and offer a job that everyone has been desiring to achieve." I didn't answer and remain looking at his face. He exhaled, "Krystal, here's the deal. You do your job, and I will do mine. Your job is to fill the empty seat left by my wife, and you must do so in a realistic manner."