One Day Bride Novels & Stories

Harrison laughed, explaining, "Your Highness, there's no need to worry. Only unmarried men are allowed to participate. Moreover, the bride’s chosen one is positioned favorably, and there are attendants around to ensure that the person she chooses catches the ball." Understanding now, Ethan smiled, "I see." Harrison pulled Ethan closer, his eyes sparkling, "Your Highness, there’s a bride about to throw her ball over there. Let’s go see!" The two quickly made their way towards the crowd gathered below a balcony. The bride, adorned beautifully, her face radiant and excited, wore a flowing red gown. Her face glowed with anticipation. She scanned the crowd below, searching for her chosen one. Sud

The ring that will be a silent witness, they build a household together from scratch. "Omg ... I'm married! Ahhhhh ..." shrieked Rose. Makes those around them see the bride has gone mad. "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh like to shout about in the room." "You're pervert." crochet Rose. Juna just laughed. He can be sure, Rose must be terrified during their execution on their first night. The girl is only brave, just say it on the lips. "So where are we going?"

★The Wedding Day★ I stood at the altar waiting for my bride. I had an argument with Ken earlier about my sudden wedding, but he was not someone who will understand. He has been a thorn at my side, and he loves it. The whole family will be meeting my bride for the first time today, just the way I planned it. It will be my second time meeting her as well.

“Good morning, bride!” Bride. That word hit harder than the cold air in the room, It was Today, The D-Day. Julia poked her head out of the bathroom, her bonnet still on. “Girl, you slept through everything. Your alarm’s been buzzing since five.” i had asked her to be ny chief brides maid , i didn’t have any bride maids , it was just her . I blinked. “I need a minute,” I said softly, voice still thick from sleep.

“Whoa! Isn't he crazy? How could he frame the bride on her first wedding night?! Oh Lord! Even her husband is crazier! How could he trust someone he just met more than his wife? Crazy, they're all crazy!” Sena remembered one of the soap opera scenes she had watched with her mother. The scene where someone deliberately hires a foreign man to enter the bridal chamber and traps the bride as if she is having an affair right on her first wedding night. Unfortunately, in that soap opera, the woman's husband takes her for granted and thinks his wife is having an affair and then divorces the poor woman. Since that day, everyone labeled the bride as an unfaithful woman, making her shunned by many peo

"My father and my brother use to call me small boy, great brain. I was sharp, and do observe a lot about things around me." "Where is your brother's grave? " I ask. He clenched his fist and began walking to the car telling me to wait. He came back with three bunch of flowers. We place them on each grave before going home in silence, both of us in our own thoughts. ♡♡ "it's time dear "Nanny Lilo says and pat my back. I sigh and stare at myself in the mirror. I look good in my white wedding dress that shows my cleavage. I know I look beautiful since everyone here won't stop gawking and flattering me. I appreciate them, but I'm not happy.

The day of the wedding came too quickly, as if time itself conspired to rush Sasha toward her fate. She stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the delicate lace of her dress. It clung to her body like a second skin, emphasizing every curve she would rather hide. Her dark hair was swept back into an elegant updo, and the makeup, done by an artist Dominic had hired, made her look more like a stranger than herself. Everything about this day felt wrong, like she was playing a part in someone else’s life. But this was her reality now—a contract bride to Dominic Knight.

He froze for a moment, then pulled me into his arms. “I just want to fulfil her last wish. It doesn’t mean anything.” “Just one year. We’ll have our wedding then.” I kept my mouth shut. There was nothing left to say.

“What can we do?” The scene before us changes until I see the castle in one of our lifetimes. We stand on the edge, staring at the valley under the bridge. This castle was built into a cliff side, with the bridge going over something that looks more like a canyon than a valley to me. Valeria stands beside me, once again her hand in mine as we watch the invaders coming. At least our backs are protected and we can see them coming head on. “This is it, my love,” she whispers. “They’re coming for us. Our midnight is coming.”