Titan's Bride Characters 소설 & 이야기

The announcer announced, “Let us welcome our third bride from the kingdom known for fairies and nature spirits, Katilawalder, ruled by our valiant King Caleen Evintyron, who have the bloodline of fairy. His daughter, princess Ravina Evintyron the fairy.” Ravina, the brunette bride entered the throne room with her golden yellow outfit along with her matching accessories who looked like a fairy walking the parade. She opened her mouth, “I have brought my land’s most wanted hues from wings of moonlight butterfly.”

he growled, his voice carrying to every corner of the silent hall. “Milord?” I faltered, my face already starting to burn with embarrassment. “The ceremony... the guests are already waiting.” “There shall be no ceremony…for you,” Titan stated. He turned his back to me, facing the assembly as he raised his voice. “I have realized that a True Alpha requires a mate of equal fire. One who does not merely occupy a throne, but commands it.” The side door opened and my other sister, Indira stepped out. She was draped in crimson silk, her dark hair falling over her shoulders like a waterfall of ink.

The future leaders of the two packs, Silver Bow and White Claw were mates. It seemed that the two packs were destined to be connected forever with the union and bond of their son and daughter. Luna Cassandra immediately hugged Sofia while Alpha Tristan patted Travis’s back and congratulated him for finding his mate. The four of them were rejoicing when someone entered the house. “Mom, Dad, Brother…. I’m back!” Titania’s soft and cheerful voice was heard inside the house. The four of them averted their gaze to the front door where that voice came from. Alpha Tristan and Luna Cassandra had the expression of longing the moment they saw the girl standing at the front door.

This is a good sign. Titan steps out of the car without speaking to us. He storms straight to my old husband. My eyes go wide as everyone bows to Titan. Everyone, including my old husband. Oh, dear Goddess. Titan was the one that day. The stranger who I couldn't see that my old husband bowed to by the road side. Titan was that powerful being. Everything makes more sense now. Titan and my old husband get into a conversation. Occasionally, their gazes darted to the car. Their lips are still moving. They are bargaining, discussing about us.

Everything had changed. As I wore the wedding gown Luca had picked out for me, my cousin's child came running over with an olive branch. "Aunt Giada, Uncle Luca told me to bring this to you!" I reached out and took it, only to see a note attached. "Giada, I know you're about to become my bride, but it still feels unreal. It's as if this is all a dream—and when I wake, I'll still be the one standing on the university field, secretly watching you walk beside Carlo."

Her skin was clear except for a few freckles across her nose. Not bad at all. But that strange tight feeling in my stomach didn’t go away. People didn’t make me nervous. The doctor excused himself and slipped out of the room, leaving us alone. For a moment we just looked at each other. “So,” she said with a small smile, “I’m Paris. The surrogate.” I nodded. “I’m Revan Blank.” For some reason I even gave a small wave. I had never waved at anyone outside my family in my entire life.

“Which is exactly why this is happening.” That made Elara pause. "What? How? Why?" Felix continued, his tone maddeningly calm, almost reverent. “You can say that... He’s proud.” The word landed wrong. Elara blinked. “Proud of what?” Lisa leaned forward, her eyes glittering, and her voice dropping conspiratorially like she was sharing the punchline to a private joke. “That he stole someone’s bride on her wedding day.” Felix nodded, entirely serious now. “Stole her! Married her!! Lives with her now!!!”

A surprising show of affection from Titanfang’s notoriously stoic Alpha suggests things may be heating up between Logan and his once-controversial bride. Sources say the pair staged a romantic moment at a recent event at Silverroot Sanctuary, one so convincing, it had even close insiders whispering: Could this contract have turned to love? Staged. They thought it was staged. The writer even praised the ‘clever rebranding’ of my image: from dormant daughter to philanthropic Luna-in-waiting. A ‘relatable match” for Titanfang’s future. I let out a soft, humorless laugh. Not because it was funny, but I didn’t know what else to do.

I look at the whores, gesturing them toward Tits. “Serve him,” I growl. “Thank you, Pakhan.” Tits sounds happy, but as he leads the whores away from the parlor, he suddenly stops and faces me. A dark, worried look crosses Tits’ face as he announces, “I saw her, Pakhan.” “Who?” I murmur, confused. Slowly, Tits confesses. “Princess, your bride. She’s in L.A. as we speak.” Hearing that, my eyes go owl-wide.

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.