The Strongest Bride On Earth Novels & Stories

The Luna frowned at her youngest daughter who showed no remorse. “The girl s right. Your daughter is supposed to have a groom by now. I am getting older on a daily basis and very soon, I will die. We need someone to rule this park. You as well as everyone here knows it is impossible for a lady to rule. Her husband is supposed to rule after me but how would her husband rule when she has none? She is the eldest daughter of this family and she is supposed to get married. You definitely are not expecting me to give Adrianna out for marriage,are you?”

Said Tony in a husky voice. Without warning, Tony leaned his body closer to Lila’. His left hand tightly sealed both Lila’s hand up while his right hand lingered in Lila’s collar, motioning to tear her cloth. “Since you seem like to be fooled around, let’s have it then. We can get married after.” “NO…” Lila screamed. “WHO SAYS I WANNA MARRY YOU?” Too bad, Tony managed to tear Lila’s cloth, revealing her bra. He smirked. “Nice red.”

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

she sighed "at least he tried, not until Hunter came. I was scared maybe he was here for revenge, he wanted to revenge his father's death on you " "What was her name? " "Laurie" she answered. "I just hope this marriage is a one year thing like he said, I don't want you to go through the same thing as me " "What do you mean? " I ask confused. "He didn't tell you? " "Who and what did he not tell me that I should know " "Hunter has taken over his fathers Mafia and also it's the strongest in the American Mafia " Okay that send me off my seat, as i stand up like something bite my butt.

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

She requested. "Please!" Damon looked at her as she cried. "My family is waiting for me to come with the bride... The bride who will be an assurance that the deal is sealed and there won't be any betrayals happening behind my back... But now I am doubtful with that too, because you guys failed to prove your loyalty" "Bride?" She looked around flabbergasted. "Durga was the only one eligible, now we don't have anyone who can take her place..." Mariana smirked.

"Still recording. They're seeing this. Seeing weakness." "They're seeing strength," Dante corrected. Walking beside Atlas. Beside her. Through the ballroom. Down the hall. "They're seeing my wife. Shot. Bleeding. And she finished the job anyway. That's not weakness. That's power. That's dedication. That's everything." Isabella followed. Seeing her creation. Wounded but victorious. Perfect. Absolutely perfect. The cameras captured it all. The bride. Blood-soaked. Wounded. Being carried through the estate. Gun still in hand. Face calm despite blood loss.

The bride couldn't help but tighten her grip. Just now, even if that person wasn't here, she might not have been able to handle it. So the strongest one among these people was actually this female cultivator! She could've taken her down, but she just kept playing along with her, huh? The bride looked at Amelia in confusion, not understanding what she was thinking. Amelia's idea was really simple. Just now the story about Morrison Hollow was told, she didn't have any other problems, she was a girl herself, so she would help girls.

She might have started off as my wrong bride but she is definitely the correct bride for me. Please vote and leave your comments and suggestions in the comment section below. Don't forget to share this story and don't forget to FOLLOW ME also! Love You All!!!

With a swift twist, she brought her opponent to the ground, pinning him with an iron grip. The crowd erupted into a chorus of howls and applause, their respect and admiration for Bridget resounding through the night. She had not only won the wrestling match but had earned the title of a true champion. Her victory was not just a personal triumph; it was a symbol of the pack’s strength and unity. As Bridget stood victorious, her chest heaving with exertion, she glanced toward the moon, a silent acknowledgment of the ancient werewolf secrets that had guided her. Her mother’s legacy and her father’s teachings had come together in that moment, forging her into the remarkable warrior she had becom