Virgin Bride Novels & Stories

It is groom of honour's right and also the law of marriage to take the bride. Royalty won't call it rape or assault, they will name it rights. Genelia's mind wandered around a lot of things. Master had the power of making her restless even when not being around... "We will be leaving before noon, master ordered to get you ready madam!" One of the servers of Garcia's lining up in the bridal chamber then decided to speak witnessing the paused bride standing, lost in her thoughts. They guessed the meaning of her state right and decided to unfurled the mystery and end her curiosity.

But even as the amber liquid burned down my throat, all I could taste was her. Asaraiah Kaine. My little bride. My distraction. My curse.

"Many of us have been here several times. They buy us and do whatever they want with us, and when they get bored of us they send us back. I have never seen anyone be sold as a bride, but I was told it does happen." "I knew a girl who was sold as a bride once," the first woman said, "she was very young, only fourteen, and the man wanted a young wife. She was pretty and she was a virgin, so the man bought her as his bride. I think he paid nearly five hundred thousand dollars for her." "Only five hundred thousand dollars?" I asked her.

Scarlett then noticed both her attire and her mother's turned into old grey gowns with white bonnets over their heads. "Where are we?" She asked her mother, a breeze blowing over their gowns. "Home. Pastonville, 1699." _______________________________________________ No one would stand absolutely NO CHANCE in taking on the Crimson Bride. Zayne knew that. An untamed she-beast until one who takes her blood controls her. The power from her reawakening was so immense, that he could still feel it even if he went out of state. The scent from her was incredible, warm caramel invading his nostrils. His taste buds tinkled and his anticipation kept his stomach twisting into knots and twists. He knew wh

Sumico also responded to her beloved Brother Vir’s licking and squashing. “And also to have you fully, to make you wholly and entirely mine... To enjoy your beauty, gentleness, as well as hotness, Sumi Darling...” Virando reasonably caressed his gentle pretty wife’s wet lips. “But, Brother Vir... There’s still a virginity offering ceremony which we have to do first, still remember?” Sumico was seen smirking widely as well as a bit naughtily. Virando was heard sniffing in his quite long breath. “Yeah, I know, Sumi Darling... Oh, why should there be that kind of virginity offering ceremony again after our wedding ceremony as well as reception?” grumbled Virando with his quite upset manner.

, 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 . . .

More flesh was ripped off the bone. “And where do you expect us to find this bride?” I asked him. “Well, that at least is fairly straightforward. She is to be a Visitor, and a virgin.” I guess Cheng wanted a girl just like dear old Mother. Although apparently he wasn’t all that familiar with the women of 21st century Earth. Where the fuck was I going to find a virgin? Claire suddenly decided to join the conversation. “Why does she have to be a virgin? Why? Tell me.”

There was an African male on top of her and a fare skin man, with a burnt, melting face, poking at her interior profile with his phallus! I hung my mouth open as they both hopped off, and zipped up their pants. "Please! Help me! I don't want to marry him!" The beautiful child cried out. She seemed distressed and I could practically taste the magic pouring out of her pores. I knew she controlled her black magic very well and that she was a Virgin, which meant a lot to her coven. I was astounded at the act I walked into. How dare they! "Where you guys ATTEMPTING to have your WAY with the poor BRIDE? ALREADY!!" I yelled in disbelief, again in a much more colder toner.

compost. I'm beyond furious. My virginity is a very sore subject. If we are the dragon's chosen bride and it's discovered we are not a virgin, the lives of our entire family are forfeited. Along with the lives of the man who took a bride's virginity and his family too. No village male so much as ever looked at me. I'm twenty-one. Younger girls born outside the claiming years are already married and pregnant with their first child or second child. Not me. No one in the village even knows if the bride lives through the first night. The chosen bride is never heard from again. I could have died today. Died as a virgin. And the stupid blue dragon wants to discuss fucking.

This woman reminisced about her bitter past. Five years ago. Miami, 9:05 a.m. A beautiful girl stood in front of the pastor of the Church. She was wearing a white wedding dress while holding a white rose. This girl who is about to get married is called Virginia Billy. The man who was about to become her husband just came. He was named Erik Morgan. He was handsome. He was almost the same age as Virginia, 25 years old. "Are you ready to say the sacred promise before God?" Reverend Pedro asked. This man is 40 years old. It has a little white hair near its forehead.