To Catch The Runaway Bride Novels & Stories

His expression darkened immediately. Elara stepped closer. “What is it?” Adrian slowly turned the phone toward her. Her heart nearly stopped. A news article filled the screen. BLACKWOOD FAMILY DRAMA: RUNAWAY BRIDE RETURNS. Below the headline were several photos. One showed Lillian entering the Blackwood mansion earlier that day. Another showed her crying dramatically outside the gates. The caption read: “Sources claim the billionaire groom replaced his runaway bride with her unknown cousin.” Elara felt the ground disappear beneath her feet. “They know.”

Without hesitation, I hopped into his car. I need her now. I'm thankful for having her. "Sorry if I'm late for your wedding. But I'm thankful because I wouldn't gain anything if I were on time since you're apparently a runaway bride. Haha, my tardiness still worked out perfectly because I saw you running like a fool in a wedding gown. Haha. You still look beautiful even as a runaway bride," he rambled on, thoroughly amused by my actions. I responded with a grateful smile.

As she took a seat on one of the cushions in her tailoring room, Claire wondered if it would be safe to let her husband know of the situation. She certainly did not hide her previous shameful marriage with Ordinaz from her husband. And she appreciated that he did not judge her based on the fact that she was sold to Ordianz, he even accepted her son with whom she had run away with when troubles kept mounting troubles in Ordinaz's home. No.

The goal was to capture the bride and run away. Two men grab the bride away from the groom. "DON'T TOUCH HER!!" One man with bonnet grip the bride's neck and pointed a sharp knife onto. "STAY AWAY FROM HER! LEAVE HER ALONE!—ARGH!!" "LEAVE MY DAUGHTER AWAY!!" Men with bonnets punch and kick the grooms tummy, together with punching the bride's father. "NO!" the bride shouted with a loud cry. The bride struggle with the men's grip on her arms. "Get off me!"

Please bestow blessings upon the newlywed couple. "STOP! It was supposed to be me who got married! Elina, how dare you even consider stealing my husband? You are a whore!" Aspiring physician and college student Elina Saint James marries Adrian Walker, the apparent heir apparent to the illustrious Walker Group of the nation, who happens to be her prospective brother-in-law. She was the man's replacement for the sister Olivia Saint James, whom he had initially been meant to marry. They might have ended their relationship with just one glance, but they had never, ever imagined that they would be forced to marry. Elina makes the life-changing decision to have her first drink on the final day of

Still, he wanted to hear from her. "Yes, I was going to run away from home, but I don't want to say that reason to a stranger. Thanks for saving me, but I have some urgent work to deal with. I have to go now." Lilian said while trying to move the man out of her way. But the man was more powerful than he looked. She was not even able to budge him an inch. The man was amused by the little antics of his would-be bride. He had to do so many things to get her that he could not wait anymore to taste her.

He responded with a stone-cold expression, while her stepmother had a scun look on her face. Without saying anything, Amira grabbed her dress and took off on her heels, running away from the aisle in desperation to avoid getting married, leaving everyone stunned. "A runaway bride on the loose, huh?" Andrea mumbled, amused by Amira's escape, while everyone else waited for him to act, but he just stood there, watching. Soon after, his bodyguards returned with her, but this time Andrea sensed something was not right—why was she calm after running off in that manner, and why was she so easily located?

He yelled. “I have no idea. She just left without saying much words.” Arabella lied. Asher stumbled backwards as if he had lost his balance and he broke down in tears. Adam ran towards him to pull him up. The expression on everyone's face was grim with each person having his or her own thoughts. The wedding would be called off no doubt since the bride was nowhere to be found. Releasing himself from Adam's grip, he ran into his room and picked up his phone to dial her number. It was switched off. Asher screamed out in pain. His hands grabbed his chest, he could feel it constricting and slowly he was losing his breathe.

We will see the priest when we have caught my runaway bride. “What the fuck do you mean?’ ‘My bride has gotten cold feet you fucker. She escaped in a bloody wedding dress, and we need to find her before she brings all the attention to herself and fuck us all up.’ Viper screamed into the phone, and my blood sizzled hot inside my veins. Pride swelled inside my chest, longing stretching my soul from every corner. A smirk curled on my lips before I rolled my stiff neck on my shoulders. A frce of energy pumped into my stream, and I fucking lit up like christmas lights.

"What do you mean embarrassment? Isn't this more embarrassing now?" "Look!" He let go of my arm and gritted his teeth as his blue eyes stared at me intensely. "My real bride ran away. I don't know if it's true or if someone abducted her. I need to find her and before that, you…you have to act as my bride for now." "What?" I quickly shook my head. "No! No, I can't! I need to leave now and marry my supposed husband. You're not the only desperate one here, mister. I'm about to lose my mother's company. I can't let it happen."