Novel & Cerita The Captive Bride

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

Raphael raised a brow as he stared at Caspian. "My supposed 'bride' unfortunately died in the accident— don't you get what that means?" He asked as he saw their clueless expression which slowly turned into one of understanding. "That means…" Aeon exchanged looks with Raphael who nodded " The hunt for a bride is now on" "Exactly" Caspian nodded and turned away from them and walked to a table at the middle of the room. Different sizes of knives were placed there. Caspian picked up the smallest and twirled it in his Ii They'll find a bride for me instead, one they'll use as a weapon" He turned back to face them, a grin on his face "But I'll beat them to it"

Her mind was consumed with the memories that had resurfaced and the overwhelming uncertainty of her own feelings. As they stepped through the grand wooden doors of the church, the soft creaking sound echoed through the empty hall. The guests, who had been left bewildered by Elma's sudden departure, turned their attention to the returning bride. Whispers and concerned glances followed her every move, creating a palpable tension in the air. Elma could feel their eyes on her, but she remained resolute, focused on the task at hand.

Marie tried to speak, but her throat was tight, like it was sealed shut. The man stepped closer and towered over her. A wave of pure terror flooded her chest. She tried to back away, but her limbs were too weak. It felt like her body was trapped in thick, invisible glue. She couldn't move and couldn't fight back even when he crouched down in front of her. "The Judd family heiress, if the two of us end up going viral online tomorrow, do you think your family will acknowledge me as your husba–" Before he could finish, he screamed out in pain.

You can make your wish, but whether I grant it or not is up to me. Although it was the same as gambling—win or lose, Angie would never know—at least she was trying to ensure her family's well-being. "First, you have to guarantee the safety of my brother and mother because your lives must have a lot of enemies that would endanger them if anyone knew about our marriage." "Okay. They will receive protection from us. Done?" "There is more. After marriage, there will be no physical contact," Angie added. This time, Mike shook his head. "You should know a few things that made me choose you as my captive bride. One, because you already slept with me."

"We haven't even reached the river yet. Can't wait already?" "Want us to help you out?" Having just lost that barrier the night before, I was abnormally sensitive. Just as I was about to give in, the attendant suddenly withdrew his hand. "She's something else. The river god will definitely like this one." By the time we reached the river, my body had gone completely limp. The attendants lifted me from the carriage and placed me inside a specially made iron cage. After binding me securely, they left without looking back. According to custom, once the bride entered the water, the river god would slip into the cage to consummate the marriage. Ordinary people could not watch, or misfortune would

The camera then slowly panned across the crowd before settling on the bride's back. Luca couldn't wait any longer. He gripped Pino's arm tightly, and his eyes were hard and fierce. "Who is it? Who is the bride who married into the Valentini Famiglia?" Pino looked at him and answered quietly, "The bride looks exactly like Katerina Cecere, Signore." Luca froze at once when he heard this. He was completely stunned. Just then, the bride in the video slowly turned around. Her veil billowed in the wind and revealed a face that Luca knew all too well.

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

Becky Heyman never imagined that reading her favorite romance novel would become the biggest mistake of her life. One moment, she is an ordinary woman worried about her own problems. The next, she wakes up inside the body of Gwen Gobbers, a beautiful fictional woman whose tragic fate she knows all too well. In the original novel, Gwen falls hopelessly in love with Alexander Wolf, a dangerously handsome and powerful man who eventually betrays her, sacrifices her during the apocalypse, and leaves their child behind. Becky knows how the story ends. And she refuses to die that way.. But before she can escape the city, Alexander catches her. The man she has spent years readi

The clock was ticking with twelve minutes left before the ceremony was supposed to begin. The wedding car that my bride, Teagan, and I sat in stopped at the curb. The church doors stood open a hundred yards away, ready for our arrival. My parents and relatives were gathered outside with the officiant, photographer, wedding coordinator, and the rest of the bridal party. The wedding coordinator’s voice came through my earpiece. “Parker, you’re clear to head in. We’re starting at 9 sharp.” I was about to tell the driver to go when the door of the groomsmen’s SUV behind us swung open. “Hold up. I forgot my tie.” That was enough to halt the entire procession. Teagan unbuckled her