روايات وقصص ضمن The Five Powerhouses Who Match The Unwilling Bride

"Yes, sir. And the bride must be from a pre-approved list made by your father." "WHAT?!" I slammed both hands down on the mahogany desk. Second time. Second time I'd been played. I'd been so eager to finally have what my father had denied me that I hadn't read the fine print. I underestimated them one more time. "What are the names on the list?" Even though I already knew who wouldn't be on that list. "Provided none has a criminal record or pending charges as of the time of marriage..." Jonathan adjusted his glasses again and continued reading, but I was waiting for the first name. Just call the damn name. "...Jessica Bloom... Catherine Moretti..."

"Stupid. Very stupid. But you know how these families are. Rebellion takes weird forms." "Charming." "Right?" Scarlett's voice had that edge again. That dry amusement. "So what about it?" Her smile was wicked. "Guess who the bride is." I blinked. Processed. "Wait. What?" She paused. Dramatic. The way she did when she had good gossip. "The girl. The one his family wanted him to marry. The business arrangement girl." I turned to look at her. Actually turned my whole body. "What?" "Grace Wellington. Daughter of the Wellington banking family. Worth about three billion dollars. Been groomed since birth to marry into another dynasty."

Orion growls, stepping forward like he wants to leap up onto this pillar and rip me down. “No,” I snarl, going to one knee on the pillar to more fully lean over the edge as I bare my teeth at him, daring him to try, “the true answer is a King who wishes to embarrass and disempower his bride from the very start, so she can never be his equal, never command as much respect as him.” “You speak out of turn,” he snarls. “You completely misunderstand –“

My friend was already dead so I should be grateful for their help. "THE BRIDE PLEASE "the priest announced . The choirs began to sing the bride music,the whole congregation stood up to welcome her ,the door which had been closed up after my arrival was opened and the so called bride walked in dressed in a sea blue sparkling dress ,her face was covered with a veil so I couldn't see how ugly she looked . She had five bride maids tailing behind her and they were disturbingly the maids I had raped ,next to her was a woman I had never seen before ,she was bringing her to the stage ,does that mean she doesn't have a father ,how unfortunate .

I said, her smile widened at my words. "Thank you, Don!" She said. When she noticed I didn't have anything more to say, she turned on her heels and left, while I was left staring at my bride. She was very beautiful, even with her eyes close, she looked like a princess. Damon's Princess, his only daughters, and family, that is why I must marry her. Damon is a very stubborn man, and he is making the other members of the mafia Bujambo go against me, which I will never take lightly, I have to make him weak, and this precious princess of his happens to be the greatest pun in my plan. I'm going to use her and get him to do whatever I want.

From her body to her eyes, nothing betrayed the storm brewing inside her as all remained calm on the surface. A gentle smile played along her lips as "Here comes the bride" started to play and the ornate doors of the old Victorian church opened slowly. All the eyes turned to look at the bride to catch a glimpse of the girl. After all, today was the wedding of the century. The most eligible bachelor and the most beautiful woman were getting married. But that was not all, two of the most powerful families on the continent were coming together after a hundred years! This wedding would be a big turning point from an economic point of view as well.

I already knew, somewhere in my gut, that whatever came next would cost me something I hadn’t budgeted for. “The most powerful Alpha in the region is seeking a bride.” Her voice turned syrupy, careful, the same tone she used to use when she wanted something from my father. “His heir was recently crippled in an accident, and the family is desperate to secure the next generation. My daughters deserve a match of that caliber, of course, but he’s specifically requested someone… humble. Someone he can shape into whatever he needs.” “You want to sell me to him.” I said it flatly, watching her flinch at the bluntness of it. “Again. The same way you and Dad handed me to Sherwood, dressed up as an ho

While the Donquite family placed second, the Tennyson family ranked first. That was why Jonald Donquite had wanted Doflamingo and Gwen to get married. In short, the Tennyson family the most powerful family in the world. As the future heiresses of the Tennyson family, she could make anything happen with just a word. That applies to the current situation as well. She could save Joshua’s life with just a lift of her finger. Even so, Gwen had no plans to save Dora, none at all.

Alex focused and realized that it was the wish power from the three women standing outside the door. Maritny Mayer, Nora Stewart, and Freya Mayer. After successfully converting Jade’s wish power, those three wish powers had also contributed and entered the pool of divine power. There was an extra 20,000 points of divine power from them, mainly from Maritny and Nora. Alex couldn’t help but want to laugh. With so much divine power in his pool, as long as he didn’t summon that black-hearted doll, Persephone’s Folly Bridge, it was more than enough for his use. Also, he would be able to collect more divine power as time passed, and it was nothing short of a profit.

Her surname was her mother's maiden name. Grace Adaeze Bridges. Dead four years. Naomi had taken her mother's surname name after she died and quietly buried the one she was born with, the one on her original birth certificate that Darius had spent most of the night tracking down through Lagos civil records and a contact who owed him a favour. I read the name on that birth certificate slowly. Then I sat back in my chair and looked at the ceiling for a long moment. NAOMI COLE. Cole. As in Vivienne Cole. As in the woman who was supposed to be standing at my altar yesterday morning. As in the real bride.