Unwanted Bride Novels & Stories

Surprisingly, a bride can get drunk on her wedding day, indeed Drake has his hands full, somehow I felt like it's was karma teaching him a lesson after he left and went his separate ways. Hence, seeing how deplorable the Bride looked, I have got to get her sober, if I don't want to lose my job. Quickly I pulled her up from the ground she was seated drowning herself in alcohol, pushed her into the bathroom, and flushed the whole dizziness from her eyes. I could hear her barf inside the toilet, it got to a point her it felt like she was choking, urgh! Elijah bride is such a handful, wonder how he would survive getting married to her, well! It shouldn't bother me because I ain't the one gettin

My mother is still regretting the fact that she didn't get to marry the man she loved and I am hoping the same mistake won't happen to me. I am only with Jordan because of our child, we don't love each other. I want to love my life, aside from being his unwanted bride. I am already tired of being tagged unwanted, everything about me screams unwanted. The maids in the house knows that I am their boss's unwanted wife and because no one outside our home and immediate family recognizes me as his bride. It feels right but sad. I want to experience love in a good soul and I want to be loved. Finding love is definitely not here in Jordan’s home.

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

A part of her longed for the pain to grow, to consume her entirely, or a fatal wound that would save her from her fate that evening. Her hollow gaze drifted to the window. The shimmering heat haze rising from the desert momentarily caught her attention, offering a brief escape from her mounting fears. But the illusion was fleeting, and the weight of her reality soon pressed down on her once more. The haze was weakening, the heat subsiding. The evening was fast approaching, and with it, her wedding—an event that loomed over her like a death sentence. The memory of the man she had met that morning, her future husband, churned in her mind. His rancid breath that had brushed her skin, and those

“You are a good person for wanting to fight for your boss, but that’s not all. There’s still so much you don’t know. The whole world knows I’m the daughter of a debtor, and it’s official that I am never going to hear the end of it.” “Since the day I stepped into this house, I knew something wasn’t right. Brenda was brutal with her words, but she’s right. Out of all the classy women out there, why did I think that Shawn would settle for me?” Doreen scoffed. “That woman is nothing but a bitch! There is more to marriage than beauty and fame. If Shawn wanted to spend his forever with her, he would have accepted her back the moment she came to beg.”

“Sophia just dropped a bomb. It’s everywhere.” My stomach dropped. I grabbed my own phone and opened the browser. The headline hit me like ice water. “Wrong Bride Scandal: Sophia Harrington Claims Twin Sister Stole Billionaire Alexander Voss at the Altar” There were screenshots. Voice recordings. Even a short video of Sophia crying in front of cameras saying, “Emma took my place. She stole my husband. This marriage is a complete fraud.” Comments flooded in instantly. Thousands. Gold digger. Fake marriage. Poor Alexander.

“I’m sorry.” My thoughts immediately turned to Vincenzo. The timing was too precise, too convenient to ignore. I had been handed to him as a substitute bride, a deception that had ignited pure fury in the Don on our wedding day. And now, weeks later, my entire family had been dismantled by authorities. Coincidence? In the world I had married into, coincidences felt like fairy tales. Had he done this? Had my father’s desperate gamble backfired spectacularly, or had Vincenzo decided the De Lucas were no longer useful—perhaps even a liability worth destroying as retribution for the insult of the wrong bride?

"It was a sham, a mix-up. It was dark, and I couldn't see clearly. That's why I carried off the wrong bride." "The wrong bride?" Brad raised an eyebrow, his gaze settling on Nicholas' face. He said in a measured tone, "Mr. Tanner, our custom of bride heist isn't some brute forcing a woman. "It's an unspoken agreement between two villages and two families. If a woman isn't willing, do you really think she'd let herself be carried off?" Nicholas froze. "If she truly wasn't willing…" Brad paused, his voice softening. "She'd beat the guy so badly that his own mother wouldn't even recognize him."

It isn't a big deal away. That was the breaking point. I lunged to my feet and snapped, "So, you do realize that this was our wedding, don't you? Do you think my money grows on trees? "You know how much time and energy I poured into this wedding, only for you to dump me at the altar over and over again. What's the point of a lavish ceremony if the bride never shows up? "How many times have you stood me up in just two years, Adella? Every single time, it's because Raiden called you for this or that.

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!"