The Strongest Bride On Earth Novels & Stories

As the tension in the sanctuary reached a fever pitch, I felt a surge of defiance rising within me, fueled by the love and support of my wife and the unwavering belief in the strength of our bond. "Jordan, you have no right to dictate my happiness. My love for Gabby is real, and nothing you say or do can change that."

So I moved backwards, and stared at him in anger. Rich people do have a lot of attitude just because they have a lot of money they think that they can do anything. I watched that arrogant man leave, he told me that he would never marry a woman like me or even if I was the last person left on earth he would not marry me. "I don't care if I want to marry a person like him, As if I wanna marry him." I would never marry a person like him, I hate him. I then rushed towards the little girl who was wounded.

I watch as my bride dodges his blade, spins, and strikes beneath his raised arm nearly cleaving him in two. Blood covers us both. My bride stands still, inhaling deeply, which causes her breasts to rise and fall rapidly. She's never looked more beautiful. She turns suddenly and kneels by the woman. I know we are too late because I heard her last agonizing breath. The men had literally beaten her to death. I reach for my bride's arm, but she jerks away as she takes the woman's lifeless hand. "Why? Why would they do this?" Nothing I say will help, but I try. "This land is ungodly. I told you I hate it here and this is only one of the many reasons. I am sorry you saw this."

A couple of days ago, Billionaire CEO to Bridger Empire, Christopher Bridger ties the knot with his bride, Ahsley Grander, in a discreet, but elite manner. Then the screen was filled with the latest couple in the country, and Rudney’s breath caught in his throat; that had to be Lily Bashwood!

"I felt honored to announce to you, that my beautiful daughter is the mate of the alpha The alpha bride is no other person than my daughter"

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

THE BROWN PARADISE Clifford stared as the party is getting on, calm music was played, while irritating species are dancing, A lot going on in his mind, his wedding will take place in two days yet no bride His mum cut in, "Cliff, look what I brought for you, I have ordered the most expensive purely made gold engagement ring for your wife to be, I don't know if it will fit her finger, but if she is slim, I think it's perfect, She must be very pretty" Mrs. Elizabeth exclaimed revealing him the engagement ring, He whistled, "Do you even know the so-called bride am going to marry?" do you know her fucking name?" and right now, you are overreacting here and there, just stop please"

He bragged. Braelyn stared at Cedric, faking shock. She touched his bulging muscles with awe. "How strong are you?" She asked while pretending to be clueless. Cedric's lips smile happily. "I'm one of the strongest Alpha in the werewolf clan." Cedric bragged and Braelyn's lips parted in shock as if she had just known. "That meant I married the strongest." She stated She leaned toward him and whispered as if she was telling a secret. "Let me tell you a secret, I'm also one of the strongest in my pack." She revealed.

"I'm here to help, sir. I intend to prove myself." Garrison smirked, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Good. Because you're not here to sit around and twiddle your thumbs. You're here because we've got a killer who likes to dress women up as brides and leave them dead with a rose on their chest. We're up to six victims now. All young women, all found in various picturesque spots around town. No fingerprints, no DNA, no witnesses. Just bodies in wedding dresses and roses." Jane's stomach twisted. She had read about the Bride Killer in the papers, but hearing it described in such stark detail made it feel more real. More horrifying.

I dug my nails into my palm, forcing myself to maintain a calm, professional expression. "Ms. Greenfield, do you have any other requests for the wedding?" Anna tilted her head, thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke up. "Oh, right. The entire floor has to be covered with imported cashmere carpets. My wedding dress is pure silk. My boyfriend bought it for me. It can't snag even a little. Money doesn't matter. My boyfriend has plenty of it." I almost laughed when I heard that. Victor. The poor student I had personally lifted up. The boy who once couldn't even scrape together five dollars, now a billionaire CEO. What took others twenty years to achieve, I helped him accomplish in just three.