The Substitute Bride Novel Novels & Stories

FL, desperate after her break up and her failure in career, offers to substitute the girl to be the bride; 7. The girl hesitates, but agrees later; 8. FL is brought to the girl’s home and introduced to her parents; 9. They makes a contract and promises not to break it; 10. FL will marry ML tomorrow as the substitute bride of the girl; If interested, search GoodNovel Workshop on F******K, OR send any story idea (summary, character profiles, random ideas) to: workshop@goodnovel.com There will be senior editors review the entries and help you develop even the random thoughts to well-written stories.

The bride switch was carried out successfully, but Eden’s family members are riled up by the fact that the substitute bride is Meelah of all people, and they are of the opinion that she disregarded her friendship with her friend just because of a man. At the reception, a few people called Meelah a betrayer, a lying scum, and cheater to her face while I stood there, shaking my head at how gullible they are because If only they knew the disaster Meelah helped them to avoid by substituting her best friend. Also, If only they knew what they were plunging Eden to, and things could have gotten worse if Meelah didn’t find her in time . Instead of celebrating a wedding this morning, we would have ga

The priest asks, and he hesitates for a few seconds before he replies to the priest. "Yes, I do," He replies hesitantly. "Do you, Tracy Williams, take Ren Bradford as your lawfully wedded wife? To hold, and to cherish, to love, and to care for, in sickness and in health, till death do you apart?" The priest turns to Lilian and asks her. "Yes, I do," She replies after a few seconds of silence. She never imagined that she'd ever become a substitute bride, but turns out that it was her fate that she needs to embrace. It's the fate that she was destined to suffer in her lifetime.

And why did she have to do it without informing us? "There is no time. You'll replace your sister." He sighed. "What?" Shock clawed at me in unimaginable ways. "You heard me right! You will be the substitute bride for him." This was the last thing I expected to hear especially from my father who looked forward to the wedding. And although I liked Alpha Will, I didn't want him like this. "You can't do that Nick. Nina won't-"

It was the most he could do. Also, Elenore hated to see her father share his love for a stranger girl. She believed I was a thief who had stolen her father’s attention. So her hatred am*ssed through time. However, at least I had my bed and clean sheets, and I was grateful to have my father, so I agreed to the conditions of becoming a substitute bride. He was the only one I had and losing him could take the reason for staying alive from me. After a long extended moment, all the memories of the Levine family were scattered into fractions and I appeared in Edward’s villa.

The Wedding Day The cab pulled up to Elysian Grand Hall, the place already buzzing with flashing cameras and murmurs. I stepped out in a deep green dress that hugged my body just right, a silk scarf over my hair, and large sunglasses covering most of my face. Calm on the outside. Boiling inside. Two security guards stopped me at the entrance. “Invitation?” one asked. “I’m the bride’s sister,” I said, holding up an old photo of me, Emily, and Vivian at a gala. “Family.” They exchanged looks. One raised a brow, clearly not expecting that. The other studied the picture, then gave a nod, “Go ahead.”

But I wasn’t marrying a prince; I was marrying a man I knew I loved but had promised to hate—a man who would never love me in return. "You look absolutely stunning, my dear." My mother's voice broke through my swirling thoughts, and I turned to see her at the door, watching me with a warm smile. Corine Parker, always elegant and composed, stepped into the room. She had aged beautifully, her face radiating warmth, but today, there was a quiet sadness in her eyes that mirrored my own. "Thank you, Mama." My voice was tight, revealing the anxiety I couldn’t conceal. I felt beautiful—the dress, the makeup, the hair all contributed to the image of a bride on her wedding day, a woman who was meant

“Benita became a substitute when Rose fled the wedding. Now I'm in love with Benita, but Rose is back and wants to take her place.” His eyes widened in stunned silence, his jaw dropped in disbelief. The words hung in the air, refusing to sink in at first. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Finally, he managed a faint whisper, but even that seemed like too much effort. “So what you are saying is, Rose is your real wife, but you fell in love with her substitute after she fled, and now, the main wife is back and wants to take her place, but since neither of you want to let go, the real bride now wants the substitute dead?”

She pouted in fake sympathy before her lips curled into that viper's smile I knew too well, “Don't worry, you'll forget about that pain soon enough. Because within a week, you'll be married to someone else." "What?" My mouth was dry as sandpaper, and in the moment of desperation, I looked at Vivian’s direction with hundreds of questions in my eyes. “She's right. You will be taking Charlotte's place at the wedding, and you will marry Xeros Martinez next week. That is why you’re here.” A replacement bride? I blinked, convinced I had heard her wrong. Was I still drunk? Or probably, I was actually passed out drunk at the bar, and this was all a hallucination.

I stood by his side staring and transfixed, the clicking of the camera from the reporters was on repeat. Tristain Herdezn exchanged pleasantries with her, and I kept on shaking my head in defeated silence. I could read the next headline in the papers by morning. “The substitute bride was humiliated at her own reception” “Ruthless billionaire ignores his wife for a more sexy lady” “Tristain Herdezn, and who do we have here?”. The woman who made a mockery of me right before the whole crowd, turning to face me not letting go of her grip on Tristain's arm.