Watch The Bride Of The Water God 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.

" Rydstorm coaxed. Catori bravely walked across the rest of the air bridge, then let out a breath. Rydstrom was still astonished at how quickly the small female before him was accepting this new lifestyle. Any normal person would have laughed or act out after finding out about the existence of dragons. Then again, she wasn't so normal. But whatever it was that caused his bride to be so brave, he hoped it all goes well. He even sent a silent prayer that nothing comes between them. He already cared for her and would lay his life down on the line for her. The two walked hand in hand to the first area, which was the meeting room.

She had looked in his direction more often than she should. "The essence of performing a ritual before a bride enters the Palace is to compel the gods to accept our chosen one. Since this one was sent by gods themselves, the only thing we need is to thank the gods," The woman said and the people began to dance for joy. Ije looked at the women with sagged breasts as they danced. Oja danced around the compound. His voice could be heard from afar. Nwife and Ije were entertained. Nwife laughed as he watch but Ije did not find anything they did entertaining. She kept her face as expressionless as possible.

She shared our eagerness and excitement. “Ambersky pack, under the watchful eye of the moon goddess, we have assembled to witness the union of these two kindhearted souls. We’re here to witness the nuptials of Luna Sierra McBride and Alpha Sebastian Maddox. The pair have written their vows.” A brighter smile appeared on her face. “Alpha Sebastian, if you will.”

One they feel it would scare me farther and second they have been looking for the perfect opportunity to use as a worthy arsenal and now they have found a stronger ally in the Alpha of Water moon pack. “Are you mentally sick to utter such dirty words? How could you say such blasphemous words against the moon goddess she never makes mistakes. She chose you to be the Wolf prince bride and his bride you will be. The marriage date is fixed the reason you're told is to let you know.”

*BRIANNE'S POV* We moved closer to the altar, where a silver chalice sat filled with sacred water blessed by the elders. Elder Marla raised the chalice, her voice steady as she began the invocation. “Moon Goddess, protector of the packs, guardian of our bonds, we call upon you to witness this union. Bless this Alpha and his Luna, guide them with your wisdom, and strengthen their bond so that it may never be broken. May their love bring prosperity to this pack and honor to your name.”

Sheila's POV "Champagne my lady?" A waiter smiled at me, holding up a tray of glass flutes. "No, thanks. I'd prefer water." I politely declined, to which he just nodded and moved on. I sighed as I looked around the hall, filled with rich and influential people. I knew I was attending the event as André's wife, but I still couldn't help but feel out of place.

A quiet murmur of agreement swept through the gathered guests. The priest's smile deepened. "Then..." He rested both hands upon the sacred altar. "...by the authority bestowed upon me by the Moon Goddess and under the witness of the Waevalon Kingdom, I now declare you husband and wife before Heaven, Earth, and every lifetime still waiting beyond the horizon." His eyes twinkled with quiet amusement. "Lord Lucretius Franciosa..." he paused just long enough for anticipation to settle over the temple. "...you may now kiss your bride."

Didi’s mother, Ruth, scowled from the sidelines, glaring daggers, but Vera didn’t flinch. The press went wild. Cameras clicked, capturing every sharp glance, every small tremor, every forced smile. Vera pulled back, leaving Didi visibly shaken. “An applause for the bride, please,” Vera said sweetly, voice carrying across the room. Claps erupted immediately, polite at first, then swelling as everyone tried to capture the moment. Vera winked at Didi—and at Charles—deliberately, a small spark of mischief in her eyes. Didi’s lips twitched, attempting a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Charles’ knuckles whitened around his side.

The moment the door closed, the phone on the table buzzed. I picked it up and saw over a dozen unread messages, all from the fake young master, Michael. [Tony, you already figured out the bride is fake, right? Surprise. Christine and I are watching your wedding livestream right now.] Attached was a high-definition photo: Christine nestled affectionately in Michael's arms, both of them smiling sweetly at the camera. [Oh right, this was my idea. Christine said that even though you two grew up together, I'm her true love.]