The Brides Novels & Stories

“I welcome you dear one and your family. I know you have a lot of questions and I will surely give answers to the ones I know best of.” “Then please, what and who is a blood bride.” “Not what dear one, it's who? And you are right before us.” He stands and slowly comes down from his chair. “The Blood Bride is someone who has a powerful connection between both realms. The witches and the vampires, therefore being able to control whatever happens.” Of course something rises up, and this time I'm the Blood Bride? What more will they say I am in future. “Sorry, come again? I can do, what ?” my aunt hits my hands as she mouths “Don't ask stupid questions.”

The Wedding Day The cab pulled up to Elysian Grand Hall, the place already buzzing with flashing cameras and murmurs. I stepped out in a deep green dress that hugged my body just right, a silk scarf over my hair, and large sunglasses covering most of my face. Calm on the outside. Boiling inside. Two security guards stopped me at the entrance. “Invitation?” one asked. “I’m the bride’s sister,” I said, holding up an old photo of me, Emily, and Vivian at a gala. “Family.” They exchanged looks. One raised a brow, clearly not expecting that. The other studied the picture, then gave a nod, “Go ahead.”

She burst into tears and ran out, hands covering her face. Then I felt the heat of his breath by my ear. "Let's finish the wedding first. I'll explain everything later, okay?" With the nuisance out of the picture and me not quite in the mood to make a scene, the guests stayed quiet, and the ceremony moved along quickly. Not long after, I was in the bridal room, slapping the mattress hard with my palm. 'What the hell was that earlier? Was that supposed to be some kind of seductive act? Hmph. As if that would work on me.'

Despite their challenges, they both hope to find someone they can truly fall in love with. Bridgette and her family had just returned from the Wedding of her second friend, who Had Married in a span of two years. Being a bridesmaid a second time was depressing, especially knowing how her friends felt before getting married. She wasn't sad because of the wedding, Which Was a Beautiful traditional wedding, but Bridgette was sad because she knew her friend didn't really love the man she married.

He indeed was loving the disgusted looks she got when she stepped in wearing a white dress which didn't look any less like a bridal gown. Ignoring everyone, she walked to the corner and took a seat when at the cue the door of the room opened and the soft music started playing at the entry of the bride, Bree didn't hide the arrogant glint in her eyes and proud smirk on her lips as her father walked her towards the blank man. Ace didn’t make any move to help her up and stayed standing in the same spot which made Bree's father to escort her up and it didn't fail to make her enrage at Ace for being so cold to her. The vows started and Bree let out a whole essay which seemed like she was trying t

The other maid burst into laughter, "Sorry, but I found that question funny; treat her nice? they've never; sometimes, she doesn't eat anything during Christmas; all she does is do dishes and wash clothes. They've never given her gifts or bought her clothes, beat her mercilessly at any opportunity they get for any mistake, while their bratty daughter enjoys all the luxury, she, on the other hand, enjoys all the suffering, I think what you've just witnessed is a perfect example of how badly she is treated, I mean, who slapped a bride two days to her wedding" " A bride?! Wedding?!", She exclaimed, she was so surprised cause there wasn't any sign that a wedding was on the way, " Yes, a wedding,

I spoke underneath my breath. "Luciano please do not make a fuss. You know the situation of things at hand. La sposa non sembra accettare." My mother retorted back. "The bride should not even be given a choice to accept or not!" I frothed on the inside, the mere thought of all this getting me so livid.

As the time passed all were heavily drunked and around midnight all went to their respective rooms in their drunkard states. Only Veronica was conscious as she didn't drink. So after helping the girls to their room she also went back to her room. Next Day It's the wedding day today. The wedding is in the afternoon and the after party is in the evening. Thebride and groom were paired in white. Anna and Rachel are the bridesmaids. Cindy wanted all the females to be her bridesmaids but after much debate she settled for Anna and Rachel. Ethan, Victor, Lucas and Amber also attended the wedding. They weren't there yesterday.

"Oh please, don't ruin my mood with your never ending pity. Let me just imagine myself wearing it and assume you got it for me and present it to me like this… she paused as she dramatized how Naya would go on her knees to present the bracelet to her. "I'm presenting a bracelet not asking you to be my wife," Naya muttered giggling. "Even if you ask me I would have said no if you were a guy," enola scoffed. "You dare not, you won't be able to resist my handsome face," Naya bragged. "And you won't be able to resist my honey ass," enola replied, shaking her ass.

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all