The Runaway Bride Novel Novels & Stories

The wedding was meant for him to secure everything. Political alliances. More money. And more power. The vole family joining his future administration, and sliver— Beautiful, obedient sliver---, had destroyed every thing by running away. He still felt the humiliation burning under his skin. Hundreds of high important guests. Camera everywhere. Now news had already spread online: Runaway Bride Disappears Before Ceremony Ends. He wanted to kill someone, instead he turned towards the windows overlooking the big city as rain poured outside. “she couldn’t have gone far” another guard said carefully

It wasn’t like he would know, but I was on the brink of snapping and declaring war on this place for wasting my time. Just then, the doors flew open, and Alpha David's panting Beta stood at the door. He took a moment to catch his breath before he walked up the aisle towards me. He beckoned me aside, his face fallen and I immediately knew something was up. "Amm, I'm afraid the wedding had to be postponed." He finally spoke, briefly looking into my face to gauge my reaction. My brows dipped with fury as a low growl rippled from my chest. "What's the meaning of this!" "I- I'm afraid, your bride has runaway, Sir."

For almost a year, I have been stuck in moments. Most of these moments were moments that changed my life. All because I decided to become a runaway bride. I got stuck on the side of a godforsaken road. I got rescued by an incredibly hot as fuck stranger. I kissed the incredibly hot as fuck stranger. I fucked the incredibly hot as fuck stranger. I had sex with the incredibly hot as fuck stranger. I made love to the incredibly hot as fuck as a stranger.

And even though I was taking a the train to my final destination, hoping he wouldn't catch me, I was still very terrified. I was tired, hungry, and scared to bits. I refused to think about my father, my stepmother, my best friend and my stepsister. I refused to think of the danger my current position as a runaway bride would put them in. I can't keep living my life in fear. I can't marry a monster just because I want what's best for others. What about me? What's best for me? When I finally stepped down from the train a few hours later, it was 3:32pm. I've spent a total of 28 hours in between taking a flight to Palermo and a train to my destination.

She missed my wedding. After I explained everything, her voice trembled. "Those two scumbags better be locked away for good so they don't disgust anyone else. How could they bully you like this, my dear Donna?" I paused, then said, "Remember that villa you held for me under your name? Put it up for sale. I probably won't be staying in the country." Nikki Styles and I had grown up together. Before she became financially independent, she was caught in a family feud over inheritance, leaving her temporarily cut off.

---------- In the bustling city somewhere in America, Phoebe is seated inside the Starbucks quietly enjoying her coffee. "Have you heard? The Beischel's Heiress is actually the reason why the well known Nikholas Fairbourne suddenly disappeared." Phoebe was about to take a sip in her cappuccino when a woman's voice from the table behind her stopped her midway. With the mention of that familiar name, her heart actually beat erratically. "What do you mean?" another woman's voice. "Well, can you believe it? He was actually engaged with the young Beischel, but the heiress suddenly ran away. He must've been so heartbroken and humiliated that he hid from public." the first one once again gossiped.

We weren't paid enough to spend even another minute past closing hours. "Good luck girl. I would have loved to stay behind and watch your little love story unfold, but I've got laundry waiting for me at home." Ella said as she packed her stuff. "There's no love story, he's just an annoying man who wouldn't leave me alone since I esc—" I paused abruptly after realizing that my rage had almost pushed me beyond my limits. A second later and I would have spilled my secrets to Ella. I loved her, and she was a great friend, but the last thing I wanted was for everyone to know that I was a runaway bride, especially when it was Kylan.

He arched an eyebrow and inquired, "What's up, G? You two know each other?" Tony smirked and added, "The poor woman looked like she had seen a ghost. I'm a hundred per cent sure you know each other." Graham shoved his hands into his pockets to stop himself from taking out a cigarette to smoke his stress away. His jaw clenched as he replied through gritted teeth, "Yeah... she's my runaway bride."

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

“The results are in. We need to talk soon. It is serious but we can treat it.” Lena held my hand when I told her. “Together,” I said. “Yes. Together.” Iris came by in the afternoon. She brought books for Eli. She still watched me careful but smiled more. “You better not hurt them, rich guy.” “I won’t.” We all had dinner. Noah told funny old stories about Lena as a kid. Eli laughed. Lena blushed. For a moment, it felt like family. But my phone buzzed later. Raphael. “Cousin. I hear you found your runaway. And a child. Interesting. We should meet soon. Family matters.”