The False Bride Novels & Stories

And I'm just waiting for a perfect timing when they won't notice. "Can I help you? " I ask them with a fake smile. "No thank you, you don't need to " one of them says as she carry the tray of food. Fuck! This is not going to work. "Ouch!! I screamed and hold my left leg. "OMG what happened " Maria screamed. I had intentionally step on a knife which I intentionally put on the floor. Now my leg are injured with fake tears in my eyes. Fuck it, it stings like hell.

She voiced inwardly, “My Devil chosen me from hundreds of sexy barmaids by his side. Why should I worry with an insecure feeling? Let’s consider this as a test for Devil to show his sincerity to me.” Soon some dragon maids brought luxurious fabrics and precious jewels, when Nora asked, they replied, “It’s an offer from our majestic queen for the exclusive brides.” Nora ordered Akshara, “Don’t just stand like a dead log there, come on groom them.” Akshara nodded and went near the blonde bride. The blonde bride refuses to get groomed by Akshara saying, “Aren’t you the harlot from the cave bar? I have heard on my way here.”

When the flame lights, the bride holds the torch up high for all to see, to symbolize her bravery in facing the demon for the betterment of everyone. When night falls, the townsfolk would place a brown cloak on the demon's bride. They would accompany her all the way to the edge of the forest and watch her walk the well-worn path most brides usually took as they entered the chilling woods. Once the townsfolk could no longer see her, once the dense trees and shrubs swallowed her whole, the townsfolk would return to their beds, sleep on their minds. Fyn had been one of those townsfolk. The ones who would turn their back once the bride had disappeared from his line of sight. Not once had he cons

They felt that the king had known the hidden agenda they brought when they arrived with the bride. The king's hunters never failed the king, just this once when the bride went missing that they resorted to checking her residence. But she disappeared without a trace for how many days. Only to appear being captured by the half breeds hombre Gatos. The council didn't have to state that the bride might have already been corrupted by those people when the king himself could smell it from her. He decided to eliminate the woman with one wrong answer. If she had been thoroughly putrefied, she wouldn't even remember a thing about the dream. But she did. So he let her live...for the moment.

"Did you see that? The groom kissed the bride on her cheek!" "Do you think something is wrong?" "Well, there must be. Otherwise, how could the groom do this?" "I heard that the bride has no real family who could back her position. She was an adopted child but now look at her. She has become the Young Madam. Must be due to her looks." "The groom, he's a little shy." Madam Anderson glanced at the two women who kept murmuring to themselves like noisy bees with indifference. "And, the bride has always been a family to Anderson's."

I questioned her. She looked at me with uncertainty, took a deep breath and answered, "We need you to be a fake bride”. I released my hand from her grip but she continued, "It's less than two weeks away from now, I promise we're going to annul it. The only thing we need is your presence as the bride". I chuckled forcefully, "I have a lot on my plate and I do not have time to on a charade". I tried to open the car door but she held on to me tightly and started pleading. I wasn't ready to be caught in between the rich folks but she kept on emphasizing how I'd fit the role perfectly because I have almost the same body frame as Daisy.

She punishes me and my innocent younger sister for no reason. As if that wasn’t enough life chooses to crush me hard into the ground again, about two days to the contract completion, a beautiful strange woman walked into the house majestically like she owned the place, she wasn’t surprised to see me or my sister. Instead she introduced her self proudly as Craig wife to be and called me all sorts of demeaning name like a slut and a prostitute, I found out that she's Cheryl; Craig fiancé, she knew all about the two month contract and agreed for Craig to use me as a substitute in her inexcusable absence.

echoed through the gilded hall. The church door opened slowly and ceremoniously. The spotlight pooled on the bride's silhouette. It illuminated Maddison and me. I gritted my teeth as the pain in my chest grew. I could hear the crowd whisper. "Wait, what's going on? Isn't the bride supposed to be Taylor Jones? Why is Maddison the one in it?" "Did they confuse who the bride should be?" "The bride's become the bridesmaid! Is this a prank?!" I forced myself to weather the humiliation and led Maddison to the stage.

Lowering his voice, he whispered, "It's actually a fake, borrowed it from a friend." She nodded and pulled back, her face flushing. "Yeah, uh, it looks real," she said, pulling her hand from his arm and stepping away. He was happy his little lie had worked-otherwise, how would he explain wearing a brooch worth two million when he was trying to pass off as poor? But he was also confused as his bride withdrew from him, as if suddenly shy of their closeness.

Aimee said in her heart, wishing that she could say that to Christopher, even as a joke, but she knew that they were not in that space yet. When the presswoman had set everything up, Christopher and Aimee sat side by side as camera faced them. Christopher was the first to begin. “My name is Christopher Bridger, and I am releasing a formal statement on the false news making rounds on the internet. First of all, I am a man who is happily married. My wife was unable to attend the grand party, which is the start of something great for my company, because she was indisposed, so myself and a senior member of my staff members decided that she should attend the party with me. I could have gone with