The Ruined Bride Novels & Stories

Damien was buying him all the food and toys which were present around them whereas Zia and that woman whose name was Romana, they both were standing at a distance. She told Zia that she lost her husband some months ago because he was really very ill. They had taken a lot of loans for her husband's treatment but it didn't turn out to be successful. She lost her husband and now was suffering from a financial crisis. She was now working in houses as a maid and the money she got from there, she used it to pay for her and her son's basic livelihood. Her family didn't support her because he and her husband had gotten married to each other against their will.

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 .

“It really does look like a bridal decoration.” Suddenly, three words crawl through my mind; “The Dancing Bride.” Why would the Ayutthaya mansion have an arched entryway in their dungeon? And an entryway fit for a bride? Who is this bride? Is she Bhyron’s dancing bride? Why are they so obsessed with a faceless bride? My brain is still conjuring scenarios when a strange sound suddenly pierces the air. I freeze. We both freeze. Zuri whispers something but I can barely hear her above the sound of my raging heartbeat;

He didn't like this ruin that his bride referred to as her home in the middle of nowhere. Last night he had gone to a human town that was about twenty miles away from this isolated ruin to get a first aid kit for his bride. Before his bride could wake he had covered the broken windows with drapes he had bought along with the cupcakes and first aid kit to keep the sunlight out. For all the places the Vampire King had searched, this was the last place he had expected to find his bride.

*** Days went by and unknowingly it was already in the seventh month of the year. Martin had sold his company at the beginning of the year, now all that he did was drink and gamble. Susan did not like the life she leaving now. She thought that taking Christine's man will mean that she atleast won. But she was really wrong. That man's heart was only with Christine. And now that it was broken, his life was broken too. She even regretted bribing the doctor to falsify the blood tests. But she could not do anything as it was a command. If she failed, she knew that what awaited her was worse than hell.

I had to do this…here goes nothing… Opening the door to my room, with nothing but a wedding dress, a spare dance uniform and a duffle bag with my life’s worth of savings…I came face to face with the woman who I was going to spend the rest of my year with. “Hey, run-away bride!” She laughed; her smile open and contagious. “You’re my new roommate?” She was about five feet seven in height, with more of an athletic built. Her skin was porcelain white and her hair was jet black with literal rainbow highlights that reached the middle of her back. A diamond shaped face and electric blue eyes. She was wearing black shorts and a rainbow colored tank top and black slippers and huge hoop earrings while

But the handwriting was jagged and manic. [ Do you want your bride? ] [ She is waiting for you. ] [ Come alone to the Old Port, Warehouse 4. ] [ If you bring the police, or if you don't come in 30 minutes... ] [ The wedding turns into a funeral. ] [ P.S. Don't forget your wheelchair. You'll need it. ] The paper crumpled in Sebastian’s hand. The church music was still playing. The guests were still smiling, waiting for the bride. But Sebastian’s world had just turned into hell.

It must have looked intimate, husband and wife sharing private words, but his whisper was a blade. "You're nothing but trash, Serah, because this union is politics, so don't confuse it for love." The court erupted in quiet laughter. Some didn't even bother to hide it meanwhile Lydia covered her mouth, feigning shock, though amusement danced in her eyes. My fingers curled around my gown, nails digging through silk I wanted to disappear, but I forced myself to stand taller because if I crumbled now, they would all see it. "Smile, dear," Lydia called sweetly from her seat. "A bride should look happy."

My hands trembled as I opened it. Last week, the Whitmores made an official statement. Elena Vale is no longer part of their plans. The wedding has been permanently called off. My chest tightened. “So fast…” I whispered, continuing to read. Sources reveal Elena Vale was only a replacement bride. Due to her immoral behavior, the wedding has been canceled indefinitely. Replacement. That single word hit harder than anything else. So that was all I was? Temporary. Disposable. My phone rang again—my director. “Elena,” his voice was sharp and cold, “what exactly have you done?”

Her eyes were red and swollen as she choked out, "Please don't be upset, Victoria. I've returned your wedding dress exactly as it was. It's all my fault. Please don't argue with Zach because of me." My gaze fell on the dirty hem of the wedding dress. The once pure white wedding dress now had a corner stained with obvious dirt, looking grimy. Some unknown liquid was smeared on the other side, giving off an unpleasant scent that seemed suspiciously like semen. Suppressing the urge to gag, I covered my nose and coldly asked, "What's this on the wedding dress, Mary? Are you deliberately doing this to disgust me?" Zachary's expression immediately darkened. He cut me off and said, "Why are you mak