Virgin Bride Novels & Stories

Said Tony in a husky voice. Without warning, Tony leaned his body closer to Lila’. His left hand tightly sealed both Lila’s hand up while his right hand lingered in Lila’s collar, motioning to tear her cloth. “Since you seem like to be fooled around, let’s have it then. We can get married after.” “NO…” Lila screamed. “WHO SAYS I WANNA MARRY YOU?” Too bad, Tony managed to tear Lila’s cloth, revealing her bra. He smirked. “Nice red.”

I appreciate them, but I'm not happy. I'm worried, nervous and sad. Worried about my mom. Hunter's men couldn't find her yesterday. They said our house was empty. Where could she be? I just hope she's alright. Wish she could be here with me. Nervous. I'm really nervous for my wedding night. I'm not ready to loose my virginity. I'm scared. I don't wanna do it. I just hope Hunter won't touch me. And sad. I don't know, I shouldn't be sad about this. But I can't help but feel, it's just a contract it's not going to last.

“Later, my grandfather came and knelt in front of my brother to threaten him with his life. Only then did my brother somewhat yield and was willing to substitute the ghost bride for another bride during the formal wedding.” Rose was astonished and petrified. Seven years ago, the plan she had hatched for Jay was still vivid in her mind. “I’m truly sorry, Sir Ares. Your bride had run into an accident and she might not be able to fulfill her bridal duty today.” Jay glanced at her, almost without any hesitation. “It doesn’t matter, you’ll do. Put on the veil and remember that you’re not allowed to lift it during the wedding.” She put her veil on and realized that it was made of a unique material

I wasn’t going to talk intimately like this with someone I just met today. “I’m your husband. Don’t you think I deserve to know this?”, he said calmly as I looked up at him. He seemed so worked up with my manner of speech. I wasn’t someone with great conservation skills and had a bit of being introvert. “Yes”, I said in just one word. “Yes what?”, he asked playing with my words purposely. “I.am.a.virgin.” I said holding a tendril of my hair shyly. He looked somewhat surprised as I stood up to go asleep for the night but he held me back and rolled me into his arms that my chest almost brushed with his chest.

“No, but…why don’t you just make me and leave me? Then you can go be with your love.” “I can’t do that. When a male vampire takes a bride, she becomes his…I can’t explain it, I’ve never experienced it myself, I’ve only seen it and heard the stories.” “Oh, you’ve never made…” “Never.” “I have one last question." "Be quick about it." He sounded impatient, and kept looking at his watch. Will it hurt?” “Yes,” he said bluntly.

People pushed against one another, trying to get closer to the royal announcement board. Curiosity flickered quietly inside me. Slowly, I stepped closer. A large parchment bearing the royal seal had been nailed at the center of the board. BY ORDER OF HIS MAJESTY, THE KING To preserve peace between the Human Kingdom and the Vampire Kingdom, a royal marriage alliance shall be established. An unmarried woman shall be selected as the human bride of the Vampire Crown Prince. The moment people finished reading it, panic erupted across the square. “What?!” “They want to send one of our daughters to the vampires?”

Everything had changed. As I wore the wedding gown Luca had picked out for me, my cousin's child came running over with an olive branch. "Aunt Giada, Uncle Luca told me to bring this to you!" I reached out and took it, only to see a note attached. "Giada, I know you're about to become my bride, but it still feels unreal. It's as if this is all a dream—and when I wake, I'll still be the one standing on the university field, secretly watching you walk beside Carlo."

“Miss Christine sure is delusional. Mr. Vincent is the Godfather of the Medici family. He’s worth billions. In New York, anyone with status treats him with the utmost respect.” “Isn’t he getting married to his fiancée in five days? And she’s saying he’s the love of her life? Does he even know who she is? Every Cinderella dreams of marrying into wealth, but not just anyone off the streets can be the Godfather’s woman.” I walked out of the hospital and, in a daze, got onto the subway. At that moment, my phone vibrated. When I checked it, I saw that Elena had sent several photos in a row. They were wedding photos of her and Vincent, taken in Central Park. The wedding dress she wore was the same

She looked up when I came in and smiled with genuine warmth that I found, despite myself, immediately reassuring. "Miss Sinclair. I'm Elena. I manage events and household operations for the Vitale family." She extended her hand and I shook it. Her grip was firm and direct. "I'm sorry for the early arrival — Mr. Vitale wanted to ensure we had sufficient time. Four weeks is ambitious but entirely manageable." "Four weeks," I repeated. "The venue is confirmed — the Bellini estate upstate. Two hundred and forty guests expected." She opened a binder with the ease of a woman navigating familiar territory. "The dress is our priority today. Mr. Vitale was very clear about your complete freedom in th

‘Please take me to our honeymoon, I’m more than ready to be yours. He broke the kiss to sign the document, After this, I took my pen then wrote my name as Marcela Gray, to which my mate took me in a bridal style and then turned to run in werewolf speed to our room, the tradition where I lose my virginity during I mark my mate, and then we shift to run with our pack.