The Vampire's Bride Novels & Stories

With reverence, he began to recite the sacred vows that would bind Gabby and me together in holy matrimony. "Gabriella Gomez, do you take Kyra Wilder to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" "I do," Gabby's voice, filled with emotion, rang out clear and resolute, her eyes locked with mine, a silent promise etched in their depths.

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all

“You’re not seventy. You don’t smell like rot. And I won’t be a burden.” He laughed. Once. Dark and low. He brushed his knuckles beneath my chin. Then leaned in. His lips found mine again. This time tasting blood. “Then pack your things, my little bride.” My breath hitched. “You’re mine now.”

Or maybe that was his own pulse finally spiking. He leaned closer, close enough to smell her perfume. Different now, something floral and innocent that made him want to corrupt it with his touch. "How have you been, my runaway bride?" The words were barely a whisper, but they made her gasp like he'd shouted them. Her gaze darted frantically around the bookstore. Looking for escape routes, for help, for her father's watchdogs who thought they were protecting her from shadows when the real danger wore expensive Gucci leather jacket and smiled like sin.

“Revenge.” “What?” “It's simple, Steph. Your life was almost ruined because of your fiancé and his secretary. Don't you want revenge on them?” He asked, his voice holding a mischievous edge and I shuddered “I do. But—” “Disappeare for two years, Stephanie. Your death certificate will be signed. Stephanie will die today. But you'll return as a different woman. As my wife.” He explained, and I froze in shock. “What?”

Their relationship was no longer a rumor—it was a fact. "What are you waiting for?" Commander Brack barked, his voice like a gunshot. "Get her to the clinic—now!" Teeth clenched, Vince scooped Leila into his arms and ran. Later, we heard the baby hadn't survived. Leila caused an uproar at the clinic. Originally, Vince had been on the verge of disciplinary action for his misconduct. But as it turned out, he and his wife from back home had never officially registered their marriage. Somehow, he slipped through a loophole, and the two of them—he and Leila—became the most mismatched married couple on the island, with the largest age gap.

Aidan was beyond pissed that the vampire brides left behind on the property weren’t eliminated as per the scheduled time. While they were easy pickings for his men, they outnumbered them. Vampires had always been nasty for him, even in business. The new facility had to be constructed according to schedule so they could expand operations right away.

She knows how to arouse a werewolf, and it is working so damn well for the Alpha. He groaned, parting his lips away from her and sucking the blood from her neck. "You will be my bride wether you like it or not."

The whole place was decorated giving it a dreamy look , smiling faces, little kids watching the bride as she walked down the stairs ( Imagine her walking) which each step she lost something that belonged to her . Her dream , her family, her happiness and lastly her old life . The pavillion was set up in a grand manner where both the priest and the groom was waiting for the bride . All the things which were necessary were decorated in a plate which had vermilion , mangal sutra to signify this holy nuptial unholy for the bride . As she sat behind Drake she couldn't help but notice that the man looked so happy as if he was not forcing her at all . Tearing her eyes away she composed herself