The Titan Bride Novels & Stories

Katherine was at lost for words but decided to open up to her "I overheard his discussion with his assistant. His grandparents refused to hand over their family's business to him unless he is married, so he wants to rent a bride for a year which is the duration his grandparents gave him that his marriage will last before he becomes the owner of the Baldwin Empire. As a punishment to me for eavesdropping on his discussion, he decided to make Felicity his rented bride" she shuddered as she mentioned Felicity as a rented bride.

Ancient blood. Someone old enough to remember Zenaida. Someone dangerous enough not to hide from Malrik. Someone who wanted me. And someone who damn well knew how to send a message. She handed Malrik another piece of paper. Folded cleanly. Carefully. The kind of fold people use when they want to show respect… or claim ownership. He unfolded it. Drayan leaned in beside him. I stepped closer. The message was short: “You took what belonged to us. Bring the bride. Or we take the child’s sister next.”

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.

I replied still very much confused at where all these was heading to. "Jade and Melinda, these two prestigious guests of ours are Mr Luca Greco and Mrs Gabriela Greco. They are very respected and powerful people in the society" Father announced to me. "Oh. It is a pleasure meeting you both" I gave a slight bow. "The pleasure is all ours. You are so polite. You will definitely make a wonderful bride for Luciano" Mrs Gabriela smiled. At that moment my jaws dropped and it felt like the entire air had been sucked out of my body. They had been talking about my marraige all along!

Hilary Windsor The elevator doors opened with a soft chime. I stepped onto the top floor of Landon Global Market, heels clicking lightly against the floor. My blazer was fitted, my silk blouse tucked perfectly into high-waisted pants. I looked powerful. Heads turned. Conversations paused. The moment I walked past the reception desk, the whispers began. “She’s the one… the girl from the wedding. “Didn’t she crash it?” “I heard she betrayed her sister”

"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.

"The Grand Prix - Eight-Man Tournament at the Honolulu Blaisdell Arena three years ago. Ares 'Titan' Reid. I didn't know he's your girls' brother." "Babe, you didn't tell me your brother is Titan," Rex says to Athena with beaming eyes. "He's an awesome fighter. We were all their front row seats." "What a coincidence," Don grins. "Never would expect to meet the World Title champion sisters. You two must be proud of your brother." "Dude is a beast. Hey, can one of you ask for an autograph or invite him to the house once? We would all love to meet him."

Hazel’s POV. The room was filled with the rhythmic, wet sound of skin hitting skin. His large, calloused fingers gripped my breasts, squeezing possessively. Each time Marco thrust into me, it felt devastatingly deep. I tilted my head back, swallowing a moan into my dry throat as our sweat mingled in a pleasure heat. I was still on his lap when the TV screen suddenly lit up. The voice from the speakers drowned out the sound of our breathing "...Big news! Frost Titans captain, Marco Marten, has reportedly proposed to the daughter of Hundreds Rising Entertainment's owner, Cassandra Sinclaire. The wedding of the century is about to take place—"

And grovel for the way you have treated her in the past. I frown. ‘I am trying to get laid, not married. Besides, we are talking about Rain, the pack’s—’ Titan stops me before I finish the sentence. ‘What the hell did I do so wrong to be paired with you? Rain is special. But you know what you will do? You will break her heart. Only then will you realize what you have done, but it will be too late.’ Why does Titan have to be so dramatic all the time? ‘Did you ever stop to think about what I want? Huh?’

Titan was none the wiser still that she couldn’t go outside in daylight, or if she did she was fully covered with an umbrella and rushed inside before the steam of her burning skin could show. “I’m sorry,” Titan apologised, kissing each of her hands. “I just couldn’t bear to be without you.” “Who the f*ck is this, Titan? Another one of your whores?!” Lamia’s eyes flicked to the radiant she-wolf approaching them with hardened expression. “What is she talking about?” Lamia asked, looking between them. Titan appeared nervous while the woman stepped up to Lamia, sneering. “A pretty Omega, Titan. She doesn’t even have a wolf. Guards-”