Underworld Bride Trials Novels & Stories

He grinned. "Elisabeth Green, do you take Bruce Anderson to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, for richer and poorer till death do you part?" She hesitated; she was about to speak! Her heart pounded in her chest; what was she going to do? She was not that good at mimicking voices.

“Mr Blackwood, I am no murderer. I don’t know what my daughter told you, but this is all a misunderstanding.” “A misunderstanding?” Orion asked mildly. “How so?” Cain opened and closed his mouth, visibly floundering. Vera felt nothing but disgust watching him squirm. “Why don’t we schedule a meeting, Mr Blackwood—” “That would take another year, Cain,” Orion replied flatly. “I’m a very busy man.” “Mr Blackwood—” “We call on the father of the bride to come walk his daughter down the aisle,” a voice announced over the microphone. Cain froze.

“In Brooklyn.” I nodded. How exactly was I supposed to conduct this conversation? Hello. Do you think you have the biological environment to carry my dangerous werewolf child? By the way, I’m a werewolf. She spoke before I could think of anything else. “So why do you need a surrogate?” she asked. “No offense, but you don’t look like someone who’d have trouble finding a wife.” I blinked. “That’s not really your business.” “Sorry,” she muttered, her cheeks turning pink.

They had passed the Trial of Wisdom. --- The final trial, the Trial of Unity, awaited them at the heart of the forest. They followed the map to a sacred glade where a circle of ancient stones stood. Each stone bore the mark of a different element: earth, water, fire, and air. Luna and Asher stepped into the circle, feeling a surge of energy. The trial required them to harness the power of the elements, working together to restore balance. Emilia, with her magical abilities, summoned water from a nearby stream, while Ryder, in his werewolf form, controlled the earth, moving rocks and soil with ease. Luna and Asher focused on fire and air, their combined efforts creating a harmonious blend of

There are entire wings no one's mapped. Staircases that only appear at midnight. And a library that watches you back. 🔥 The Divine Trials Each school year ends with a Trial, a pocket realm conjured from god magic, built to test your essence, your strength, and your soul. The Trials are sacred. Ancient. Deadly. You do not "pass" the Trials. You survive them. Or you don't. There are four: 1. Trial of Flame - Pain. Sacrifice. Power. 2. Trial of Bone - Face your ancestors. Or fall like them.

Astrid caught Irene’s gaze and followed it to Stefan, her fists clenching under the table. “Then it’s settled,” the patriarch said, raising his glass. ***** On the wedding day, Irene sat quietly as makeup artists and stylists surrounded her. The white wedding gown shimmered like moonlight. Her hair was pinned up elegantly, and sparkling accessories adorned her ears and wrist. The makeup artist adjusted her veil. “Your mother must be so proud of you.” Those words broke something inside her. She thought back to the conversation with her mom when she was little. Her mother had described the perfect wedding—how her daughter would wear white, walk down the aisle with her head held high, and marry

“Mom, dad. I promise, what happened today would never happen again" Darren shook his head. “You only have one option, bring us a girl" “But dad, how can I do that?" Adrian asked in frustration. "Am I to go out there and just call any girl my fiancée. All these women, they're all after the same thing” "That should be your problem, not ours," Darren cut in. "Fall in love with someone and present her to us. You have till the launch, which is four months” he added and stood. He held his wife's hand and led her inside.

In a world where she’d always felt discarded, Victor had chosen her. "In the Underworld," he continued, voice low and steady, "all royal couples must undergo a rite. The Goblet of True Feelings. It doesn’t require love, just truth. If your feelings and intentions are real, we’ll pass." Jo froze. "And if we don’t?" Victor’s eyes turned stormy, grip tightening ever so slightly on her arms. "Let’s just say... I never even considered that to begin with. And neither should you.”

[PART II] "Do you take Vladimir Perazzo as your lawful husband, 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 cherish until death do you part?” The room fell into complete silence, save for the hushed whispers exchanged among the onlookers witnessing the most extravagant wedding ever held in the underworld. The silence weighed heavily on Vladimir, sending a shiver down his spine.

She and her husband bought a small house and were ready to live out their retirement in their hometown, South Cedid. As for the man Louise had an affair with, he was married to a notorious daughter of a mafia family. Louise was then sold into a brothel, contracted a venereal disease, and died on a straw mat in a basement. As for me, I continued to build my career. Our company achieved a major breakthrough in cutting-edge technology and even won a national award. When I went up to the stage to accept the award, my husband, Levi, walked slowly toward me with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.