The Ghost Bride Novels & Stories

Absurd comments kept flying, and I couldn't help but laugh. I lifted my gaze to the stage, where Victor's face flickered from pale to red, helpless. "Victor, did you hear that? They say I'm your lawful wife. So, whose wedding are you even holding right now?" Victor's face turned crimson. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. He couldn't argue with the relatives, and he wouldn't dare meet my eyes. He just kept his head low, cringing like a coward.

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

It feels like I am frozen. I could hear some mummers, but nothing was clear, and my vision was blurry. Why can't I hear or see anything? I guess I need a doctor. I felt a shake in my body. First, it was slow, and then it was too strong, like someone wanted to hurt me. I was looking here and there to see where I was, and I was at the cemetery. I saw a coffin in front of me and saw my grandmother in it. Why is Granny sleeping here?

“On the next blood red moon, which also happens to be a full lunar eclipse, my son will be married.” A ripple of excitement swept through the demonesses. Lily’s eyes widened with triumph. She lifted her chin, already imagining the crown on her head. She moved closer to Damon, her smile radiant. “I knew it,” she whispered. “I knew you would choose me.” The Queen’s expression did not change. “Damon will leave to meet the blood bride.” Silence fell. Lily’s smile froze. Her face drained of color. The court murmured in shock. She knew what the blood bride means, and she knew she was not the one choosen. Damon stepped forward, his voice sharp.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

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.

"The groom, do you take the beautiful bride beside you as your lawful wife, for richer or poorer..." "I... do." The woman's voice came muffled through her mask, low and strained. Below the stage, the guests whispered among themselves, all sighing over how deeply devoted Christine, the eldest daughter of the Moore family, was to me. "Ms. Moore is truly in love. I heard she suddenly came down with a terrible fever last night, but even wearing a mask today, she still insisted on going through with this wedding. She couldn't bear to disappoint Tony Shane, her childhood sweetheart."

It is groom of honour's right and also the law of marriage to take the bride. Royalty won't call it rape or assault, they will name it rights. Genelia's mind wandered around a lot of things. Master had the power of making her restless even when not being around... "We will be leaving before noon, master ordered to get you ready madam!" One of the servers of Garcia's lining up in the bridal chamber then decided to speak witnessing the paused bride standing, lost in her thoughts. They guessed the meaning of her state right and decided to unfurled the mystery and end her curiosity.

She held her breath and watched. The ghost let out a chilling wail, then suddenly spread her arms and lunged straight at Bruce. The scene was terrifying. Claudia's heart rose to her throat. Bruce stood at an angle. He only needed to step aside to avoid the attack. Unexpectedly, he did not move. He stood perfectly straight, completely still. A dull sound echoed. The ghost in the blood-stained wedding gown, her face twisted and horrifying, crashed fully into Bruce's arms. Cheap, pungent red stage blood smeared across his expensive tailored black suit, spreading into a vivid stain.

Theodora Althea Corazon, a woman buried six feet below the ground and now the living corpse bride of a man, The Mafioso's Corpse Bride.