To Catch The Runaway Bride Novels & Stories

"Babe, thank you for being so understanding. I think we still need to refine some of the wedding details." She went on, "Aiden said we could do a helicopter bouquet drop. It wouldn't just make you look good—it would make us both look good in front of everyone. "Also, he said my custom wedding gown doesn't show off my figure well enough. Since the wedding's been postponed, maybe we should switch to another one?" Olivia babbled on and on over the phone. Her ideas were completely ridiculous, and every other sentence revolved around Aiden. A helicopter bouquet drop? Swapping out a custom wedding gown just like that?

I tried to reason with my father but his decision was final, I am getting married to Damian Blackwood, why me? So I started plotting, I had to run away, I just had to. I fixed a date when I was going to do it and when the day finally came, I ran. I stayed a motel at the outskirt of town and I laid low for a while until I stumbled upon an auction on my phone; an auction for women to be bought for marriage, I saw this as a great opportunity and immediately I applied. Yes, now you can’t have me anymore, or so I thought.

Before I can react, before I can demand what she means, her body melts into smoke, dissolving into the shadows, leaving nothing but the echo of her words. I collapse to my knees, clutching the blank note still tight in my hand. The scent lingers. The word bride echoes in my mind, pounding in rhythm with my frantic heartbeat. I wasn't married to anyone! I was betrothed to Alpha Aldric! How am I a runaway bride?

I closed my eyes and forced myself to breathe. Elena’s face flashed through my mind again. The way she looked at me through the glass in that detention room. The moment she realized I wasn’t going to believe her. I had done that. Every bit of it. I pulled out my phone with unsteady fingers and dialed Marco. “Prepare the jet,” I said. My voice was steady again now, but it carried something darker underneath. “We’re going to Switzerland.” A brief pause. Then I added quietly, “I’m bringing my wife home.”

"How is it a loss?" "Look at this house and this land. They are definitely thousands of acres. How many square feet does this have to be? The bride is a rich woman or at the status of a princess. If you stay as a team leader, you will have glory and wealth in the future, a life free of worry." "Fu*k off!" Immediately after that, the two heard a loud roar. "The horse in harness and the accompanying maid have run away!" "Find them for me!" They found something.

I shift my gaze back to the man I just kissed and he had a soft look on his face. “I…” I couldn’t say the words. What am I doing here? I asked myself. “Rossie, what’s up?” another one asked. “I must be dreaming!” I shout and everyone looked at me weirdly. How did we end up here with wine glasses in our hands? This is wrong! I could not look at them anymore and I suddenly turned my back on them, running out of the chapel. A bride running away after she married a stranger. *** Six months later

I hope to get that from my future husband. Suddenly I saw a man who dashed a child as he was rushing towards the exit of the garden. The child was hurt and her leg was bleeding. I rushed towards the child and carried her, I handed her to her guardian that was her grandma. I looked with anger at the guy who pushed that little girl. I rushed towards him, I caught his hand to stop him. He stopped and stared at my hand which was holding his hand tightly. He had anger in his eyes while he stared at my hand.

All it took five years ago is one mistaken call slip that brought her here - in front of the man she loves. Wyoming realized there are actually no accidents or mistakes in life. Those little tweaks are actually destiny’s way of gearing a person to his or her correct path. She may have been a replacement bride before, but fate proved that even a replacement can become the real thing. Five years later, Wyoming is no longer that replacement bride, she is the only bride- Cayden’s bride. The End…..

Now it was time for the bride to throw her flower to the crowd, whosoever caught it will be the next getting married next. Celine turned around with her with her back facing the crowds, she then threw the flower back into the midst of the people. The flower flew and the unmarried women rushed towards it but a certain someone caught it instead. I looked and saw that it was a young girl with brown wavy hair and brown eyes. Cheers erupted from the crowds again clapping for the girl who had caught the flower with her two hands. The wedding was finally over as the newly wedded couples got inside their carriage with the word ‘ newly wedded couples ’ written at the back of the carriage which was de

: "What do you mean we got married?" I asked him, my voice raising a bit. "I don't like repeating myself. All I know is that we are in this mess because of you," he glared at me as he clenched his jaw. "Look, Mister, I don't know what you are talking about, but all I know is that I came here to audition as a runaway bride, so stop with this nonsense." Oh no, how could I be so stupid and dumb? All those preparations, the guests... I should have known it was a real wedding. How did I get myself in such a mess, and how am I going to get out of this mess?