Vampire Bride Novels & Stories

“You’re not seventy. You don’t smell like rot. And I won’t be a burden.” He laughed. Once. Dark and low. He brushed his knuckles beneath my chin. Then leaned in. His lips found mine again. This time tasting blood. “Then pack your things, my little bride.” My breath hitched. “You’re mine now.”

"He was attacked because of her." "She brought death into this palace." I went very still. "Ever since she arrived, nothing but trouble," the first one continued. "The murdered servant. The lockdown. Now this." "My grandmother used to say brides like that carry curses," the second one whispered. "Beautiful enough to catch a king's eye, but something's wrong underneath."

She chuckled. In the collection, the most costly dress was a fantasy of brocade with a bustier that was delicately embroidered with pearls and silvery threads in the shape of flowers. "Those are platinum threads," the store owner stated. That clarified the cost. "I believe your choice will please your groom," she said. So she was more familiar with him than I was. Today, Damon was just as foreign to me as he had been almost three years before. ***

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

But as I glance at him again, the weight in my chest shifts. Because if nothing else, at least I know one thing: I’m not marrying a complete stranger. And neither am I marrying a cripple. Even though… every one else here seems to belive he truly is one. The wedding is a blur. Everything feels distant, like I’m watching someone else live my life. The vows are said, the cheers rise, and I walk side by side with Prince Kaelan down the aisle. My heart beats loudly in my chest, but I keep my head high, forcing a smile that doesn’t quite reach my eyes.

, I frowned. "Don't you want to know who will be your bride now?", He asked to which I raised my brow. "She is the elder daughter of the Vampire's King, Lenora.", I didn't know why but this news didn't give me any happiness. Lenora was strong and powerful, just like the bride I always wished for but still, my mind was on my human bride who lives in a supernatural world but had no supernatural powers. . . . Andrella's POV . . .

The vampire and his bride part 1 Aurora's heart pounded in her chest as the maids guided her down the dimly lit corridors of the castle. The flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows on the ancient stone walls, creating an almost otherworldly atmosphere that sent shivers down her spine. She could hardly believe the events that had led to this moment. Just hours ago, she had stood beside Lucian in a ceremony that seemed like a surreal dream, her vows mingling with his in a union that felt both fated and fantastical. The memory of the ritual still clung to her, the scent of incense and the murmur of incantations echoing in her mind.

“You’re ready now, and I know you’ll do just fine.” *** All the mystical creatures you could find on this earth were gathered in the middle of the enchanted forest, waiting for the vampire bride to walk in at any moment, and then she began marching in with the beautiful birds singing magical songs to welcome her to the altar. Derick, the groom stood at the altar, along with his trusty best man, Edmund, who stood behind him.