The Titan Bride Novels & Stories

I cannot forget who he is. Calliope reasoned with herself inwardly, praying hard that she kept the same willpower through the course of her time with Lucien Gray. The man in question seemed to frown at something Kelsey said whereas the Head of the Wysteria Estate released a truly amused and loud laugh at his expense. Her sisters were, however, somewhat unsettled by the events unfolding between the two individuals but they said nothing, especially at the sight of the three women approaching. "Great, we're all gathered. I trust you know Elisen Rowenys, true High Elven Queen of the Ikraseon Empire, her daughter, Crown Princess Ira Rowenys and her granddaughter- your bride- Princess Calliope Row

Catori subconsciously tried to hide her body with her hands, but Rydstorm moved them. ''There is no need to be shy with me.'' He forced his words out. He licked his lips, still staring down at her. Before she could say anything, he was pressing his thumb against her clitoris. Catori cried out, feeling conflicted because she wanted to move away and wanted more at the same time. ''Does my bride like that?'' Rydstrom's voice rasped as he began to circle her pearl, receiving more cries from her. Catori was squirming a lot, twisting her body and trying to close her legs.

She burst into tears and ran out, hands covering her face. Then I felt the heat of his breath by my ear. "Let's finish the wedding first. I'll explain everything later, okay?" With the nuisance out of the picture and me not quite in the mood to make a scene, the guests stayed quiet, and the ceremony moved along quickly. Not long after, I was in the bridal room, slapping the mattress hard with my palm. 'What the hell was that earlier? Was that supposed to be some kind of seductive act? Hmph. As if that would work on me.'

I realize that we’ve made it down the hall and I never once took a look around the entire way here. “If you accept my deal, then I plan to do that, and so much more. Kendric may be your fated mate, but sometimes fate can be wrong,” he says with a chuckle. “And oh, how you were built for something more. You were meant to be a vampire’s bride.” The door swings open wide, revealing some kind of arena. In the middle stands Kendric with chains on his wrists and ankles, keeping him from moving. I gasp once I lay eyes on him.

But everyone had weaknesses and I just had to find his before those four days ran out. On the second day Miranda came to me with information she had discovered while going through older files that Tobin had kept locked away. "Marco had a wife who died five years ago," Miranda explained while showing me photos of a young woman with dark hair and a soft smile. "Her name was Isabella and by all accounts he was completely devoted to her and he never remarried after she died." I studied the photos and noticed that Isabella had a similar build to me and similar coloring and I wondered if that was significant or just a coincidence. "What else do we know about her?"

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.

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.

my double-layered voice screamed, echoing through the hull, shattering the remaining bronze lanterns. The titan actually paused. His boots skidded an inch across the deck. He turned his massive torso toward me, his yellow eyes narrowing as the silver magic singed his rusted armor, sending thick black smoke curling into the air. "A female of the West..." the titan rasped, a sickening, dark amusement lacing his gravelly tone. "You have the voice... but you do not have the Crown's soul." He reached up, grabbing my magic whip with his bare, clawed hand. With a single casual yank, he pulled me toward him.

A hand clasped his shoulder and he looked up to find Titan beside him the rest began to gather until they were standing in a circle with the lifeless body of the Tideian in the center. "What now?" Bay asked. "We dispose of him," Titan told them. "Where?" Hiro interrogated. "To a place, no one would think of looking." Titan whistled and two great sharks appeared suddenly, making the others jump away in alarm. They watched Titan whisper things to the sharks and they casually picked up Tide and turned the other way. "That would take care of it and now that he has broken the princess's heart, I have to act fast." He turned his back to his friends. "Oh, Roan, don't be so glum, you wanted this as

Lucianne’s thumb stroked the back of his small hand, and the sensation comforted him. The bridesmaids emerged in a mix of vampires, hybrids, wolves and lycans before Gerella finally came into view. Toby’s eyes shone as he sighed in happiness at the sight of his beautiful bride in the white, lace dress that hugged her figure with a bouquet of gardenias in her hands.