The Ghost Bride Novels & Stories

At the age of sixteen and a half, Gianna had mostly mastered the ability to control her temper. We were escorted into the changing area by the store owner. Umberto and the other guy remained in front of the closed drapes. Mother sat down on the comfortable white sofa with Lily and Gianna and started looking through the exhibit of bridal dresses. In the center of the room, I was standing. My throat tightened at the sight of all the white tulle, silk, gossamer, and brocade and what it symbolized. I would soon be a married lady. The walls of the changing room were covered with love quotes, which seemed insulting given the stark reality of my situation. What was love if not a foolish dream? I fe

He was seated on a plush golden sofa, draped in a tuxedo that seemed as worn as it was fine. Beside him sat his young bride, beautiful yet fear was written all over her. She looked close to my age, maybe younger, with porcelain skin and downcast eyes, the kind of beauty that came with such weird silence. As Cristiano greeted them, Ronald grinned and leaned forward to shake my hand, his fingers cool and dry. “Ah, the new Morano bride,” he mused, his tone dripping with amusement as his gaze lingered. “Cristiano, you have chosen well—she’s lovely.”

Red eyes meet with brown ones and they stare at each other. "You look a lot like Emperor Ariadne, but younger. Anyway, she said I will have to seek your permission to leave here, so be kind enough to grant me your permission, thank you. Let's first start with this invisible door in this room," she said pointing at the wall behind her. "No, you are not leaving here precious. I have chosen you as my bride. We will get married when you have come of age." "I am no one's bride flat nose," "Shouldn't you be thankful to me for saving you. You were dead and I brought you back to life so technically speaking you owe me your life and you will do as I say or else I will have to take back what I give...

Those menacing pupils of his focused on the marking on my arm, and he reached for me, wrapping his fingers just below it. “You will look quite delectable in our traditional gown, for our wedding.” I stilled, my head spinning. The chains? I couldn’t even imagine it. Our wedding? It was so hard to breathe; the air turning almost inexistent. He turned his attention to Cerus, his hand still on my arm. “Now, what payment do you seek for bringing my bride to me?” Silence. Thick silence. I bit my lip, dreading to hear Cerus’s answer, but it wouldn’t come. The silence was digging into my head.

she says and the priest calls from afar. “can we proceed the bride is here” and the news is all over the internet and T.V that the bride is back and Brianna saw the news pops up on her cellphone as she was scrolling through her phone and her mood change and she quickly open websit and turn on the T.V to where the wedding will be shown live and she sees Manuel waiting for the bride father to bring her and she was surprised to see her and she flashes back to her men pouring a petrol on the car and she throwing a lighter on it and she says to herself.

She reacted to his fiery kiss with equal fervour as he bit her lips, prying his tongue into her mouth. It was a strange phenomenon. Ghosts could not be touched or seen by normal people. But the custom of a ghost marriage binds a couple in such a way, that they can invoke passions in each other as well. Chaerin felt desire, sexual attraction and felt every touch of Joonjae's.

“Punishment accepted.” Hello readers! Are you enjoying the story? Do you want more Vampire Bride? read more Eternal Bride, check out BONUS chapters and start reading the PREQUEL, Tainted Blood on my P*****n page! Find me on F******k, I*******m and P*****n under klnovitzkeauthor. Thank you all SO much!

I immediately pulled my lips to myself. Maybe it will be better if we do the kissing at home. When this entire atmosphere is gone. We went further into the crowd and I desperately took another glass of wine to keep me more alive from the boredom. Apparently, the rich folks were bidding on expensive items that came from richer forefathers. And a fundraiser was also going on to help struggling companies collect loans to kick off. The first round of bidding was filled with commotion as many bidders relentlessly went higher she higher for a gold box some rich grandma used during her time. The family I was selling it off because it was the least of the old women's treasures.

Charles, who escorted her to the church, replied expressionlessly, devoid of any emotions like a machine. "So, the wedding..." "The bride will go through it alone." Go through the wedding alone... Was the Windsor family intentionally humiliating her? An unfamiliar place, unfamiliar crowd, various unkind gazes, the embarrassment of handling the wedding alone... Everything rushed towards Natalie like a ferocious flood. She desperately wanted to escape, but she had no choice. For the sake of her younger brother, Natalie gathered her courage and walked towards the priest at the end of the red carpet. Meanwhile, at All Night Manor.

I asked her. "No, but I her say it's not possible. She's the one who closed it and told the werewolves about the prophecy. I don't trust her so I told her I didn't see you here. She might give some cursed items to your husband and the grim reaper." She told me while looking like she's enjoying gossip. "Is there a way to get here even without the portal?" I asked her. "Of course not! If there is, the other ghosts should have been here by now. The psychic tricked your husband!" The ghost bride said.