The Five Powerhouses Who Match The Unwilling Bride Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her expression darkened. “Because I need you to.” My heart skipped. “What…?” She stepped closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “Damian’s family is powerful. Rich. Influential. Marrying into this family will secure everything for me.” I stared at her, disbelief flooding my chest. “Then why didn’t you marry him yourself?” I asked. Her lips curled slightly. “Because,” she said, “there are… complications.” My stomach twisted. “What kind of complications?” She smiled.

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

“I will never marry you, traitor.” Baxter's expression turns cold. "Listen, Ava, this marriage is nothing personal. It's just business. And if you won't marry me, I'll just move on to your sister, Danny. She's just as pretty as you are." My eyes widen in shock and disgust. "You stay away from my sister," I spat, my fists clenched at my sides. Baxter leans in, his breath hot on my face. "You don't have a choice, Ava. This is how it works in our world. And besides, it's not like I have a choice either. I’m just as much a pawn in this game as you are."

His grip was steady, no longer the iron shackle of a husband-by-contract, but the anchor of a partner. "Day one hundred and eighty," I whispered. "Not quite," Damien said, looking at the glowing burner phone in my hand. The screen flickered one last time. A message from an unknown number: *The Architect never builds a house she can't escape. See you in the Caymans, Queen.* I looked at the smoking ruins, then at the man I had married to survive. The Unwanted Bride was dead. The Harrington empire was ash. But the Vane legacy was just beginning.

Marge says softly as she stared at her Bestfriend. "If you continue to defame her, you're doing the same with me too. You've forgotten that am from blue bridge too infact half of the ladies here are from blue bridge, we were taken and stolen from our homes thinking we were going to die but at the last minute we found out we weren't meeting death but getting to meet our soulmates"Jessica says..

He carried me back to where my mom stood. “ I haven’t see her in the ball before, why is that?” He stared down at Jane, she shivered in panic. “She’s Lord Rough woman, My alpha” Mira voice sounded in panic. The alpha walk towards Lord Rough “Is my chosen mate your woman?”. I was stunned so as everyone in the ball. “I dare not my Alpha.” Lord Rough now shaking in the cold eyes of Bryan. “I have 3 other daughters, My alpha, they are beautiful, elegant and well train for your chosen mate, Sylvia here doesn’t know anything and can not match her sisters in anything.” Jane look desperate trying to convince him. Bryan ignored her and turn to me.

She couldn't see the bride's face because of the veil but then thought maybe Venessa looked leaner than before. Unknown to her, the bride wasn't Venessa. Getting to the altar, Candy could hear her heart beating fast. What if she got caught? This man was known as the Billionaire Devil, ruthless in every ways. What if he punished her when he found out she was the wrong bride and that she had deceived his assistant just to come here? She could only pray the real bride didn't show up here all of a sudden and ruin everything. 'I'll talk to him,' she thought to herself and took a deep breath. She had only heard whispers about this man and had not witnessed his appearance before. Slowly, she looked

She whispered, and I frowned. “In…. in today’s world, wealth and power are everything for the high-rankers and people from high society. An alpha looks for a potentially powerful partner instead of his fated mate because a mate with a powerful family behind her can offer you more than a fated mate can be if she is like me.” She added it, her voice still low, but filled with pain and helplessness.

I couldn't do anything. I sigh and raise my white transparent veil attached to my bridal hair down. I stand up gently. I can hear Panela's voice already from the living room. There was no car to take me to the church so she volunteered to go bring her father's Range Rover so she could drive mom and me to the church where my groom will be waiting for me already. Now that she is here, it is time to go and become the billionaire's unwanted bride. **** Aidan's POV It is done already, I have a wife now but she is just a wife on paper. It is our wedding night but it doesn't feel special like every other people's wedding night.

Thinking I was kept in the dark, Lana breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "That's good. Take good care of the wedding arrangements. After the baby is born, I'll hand over the company to you and be a housewife." I did not respond but silently opened the wedding invitation, looked at the name on it, and sneered. She had no idea that I already had someone else as the bride, although the wedding was proceeding as planned. The bride's name on the invitation was not Lana Piller. It was Mabel Dawson, my childhood sweetheart. Lana always thought I had no other choice but her, which was why she always acted so superior, thinking she had me completely under her thumb. However, little did she k