Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

“That part isn’t a problem. But because the procedure involves intimate physical contact, if I perform it in Miss Dean’s place, it counts as standing in as the bride. “A legal marital agreement would have to be signed, recognizing me as Blake Hall’s posthumous wife. So…” Sean cut me off sharply. “Drop the creepy supernatural nonsense. Just tell us how much you want.” Seeing that Sean looked ready to flip the table at any moment, Crystal hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and gave me an apologetic smile. “Please don’t mind him. Just charge whatever you normally would.” “Ten million for a substitute bride. To be paid by the bride’s family.”

"Did you see that? The groom kissed the bride on her cheek!" "Do you think something is wrong?" "Well, there must be. Otherwise, how could the groom do this?" "I heard that the bride has no real family who could back her position. She was an adopted child but now look at her. She has become the Young Madam. Must be due to her looks." "The groom, he's a little shy." Madam Anderson glanced at the two women who kept murmuring to themselves like noisy bees with indifference. "And, the bride has always been a family to Anderson's."

They told me to pit on my sister's wedding dress, to replace Anita, at the altar. There was no room for argument, nor was I given the choice to say no. I was to be the figurehead, the stand- in bride who would fufil the ceremony in Anita's absence. There were no word of blessings and no well wishes for a happy future. instead, what I recieved were instructions “to be a good wife”. This was how it all started.

Until death do us part. Then it was my turn. I opened my mouth. And for one terrible, stretched-out second, my mind went completely blank. Not because I was nervous. Not because I'd forgotten the words. But because standing there in Vivienne's dress, holding Vivienne's flowers, I suddenly became acutely aware that this entire morning had been designed for someone else. The chair arrangements, the registrar, the seven witnesses, the man beside me, none of it had ever been meant for me. I was a substitute. A stand-in. A clause in a contract.

Kael growled, his head resting against my shoulder. Outside, the eclipse passed. The shadow moved on, but the world would never be the same. The "Substitute Bride" had finally claimed his throne.

Her hands carefully touched the layers of silk tulle and intricate Chantilly lace decorating the gown. “Look at this, Rose,” Suzannah breathed in awe. “It’s a masterpiece. You’ll look like a fairy-tale princess at the altar tomorrow. Aaron will forget how to breathe when he sees you.” “He still needs to breathe,” Rose replied with a small grin. “For a split second.” Suzannah laughed softly, while Rose forced a “happy bride” smile. In truth, it was completely fake. “The dress is beautiful. Thank you for choosing it for me,” Rose said.

"I know I shouldn't have worn Rosie's wedding dress and taken her place in this wedding without your permission, but I just couldn't bear the thought of you facing the fallout alone. "Think about how humiliating it would be for a bride to not show up to her own wedding! Your friends and family are gathered here, so I can't let you embarrass yourself. Rosalie is capable of such cruelty, but I'm not. That's why I decided to replace her as your bride. You won't get mad at me, right?" She tightened her hold on his hand, her voice coquettish as she turned on the charm. However, Bradley didn't hear a word of what she said. All he could think of was her saying that Rosalie was the woman who shared

he cut in, "and say the bride was injured due to your team's negligence…" I stared at him. My mouth opened. He kept going, voice soft, almost casual. "I could frame that as attempted harm. At the very least, gross professional negligence leading to material and reputational damage." I… couldn’t breathe. "You’re fucking out of your mind!" He only raised an eyebrow. No anger on his face. No emotion. Just a thin, terrifying patience. "This isn’t personal," he said quietly. "It’s a solution. You choose: Be my substitute bride, or pay me 20 times the deposit as a penalty?"

Natasha asked curiously. "You ask Mr. Mercer, I don't know. I haven't seen him yet." Funny enough, Dawson was blind in both eyes back then, so the wedding organized by the Mercer family was very low-key, just a few tables. Although Ryan went to the wedding banquet at that time, he did not see the bride. After the bride hastily served tea to the elders, she returned to the room and did not appear again. Since Dawson got married until now, there have been only a few people, like the Mercer family and the Gregory family.