Category: Bride of Alvar (Redemption Saga, Book 1)

“It hasn’t killed for a very long time, but we are waiting for it to begin again. It flies over the city; its eyes watching us. It used to belong to the evil tyrant, Saul. He used its untouchable power to keep us enslaved. Any rebellion was met with you and your family burned inside your home by its scorching blaze.” Leeza closes her eyes, as if remembering something terrible. […]

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I wake up with Alvar facing me. His expression is peaceful in sleep, and with his black hair tousled carelessly over his dark eyebrows, I forget who he is. I never noticed his thick black eyelashes or his sensual mouth with its slight curve at the corners as if he smiles in his sleep. There is a unexplainably heartbreaking kindness to his features as well as his chiseled masculine beauty. […]

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Minute by minute passes and with bated breath I stand alone in my bedroom. I peek into my mirror at the gold lingerie Leeza had helped me into before Mom hugged me goodbye to leave me to my fate. Here I am, offered up like a sacrifice to Alvar by my mother and everyone here. My cheeks redden. And they expect me to obediently perform my duty in consummating the […]

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My Mom is wearing a beige gown embroidered with red flowers, her shoulders are bare and skin glow a bronze tan. Her hair is pinned up in elaborate curls. Quite the contrast to her appearance on Earth. “Mom!” I exclaim, “I’m so glad to see you!” I rush into her arms and hug her like I’m a child again. Finally someone familiar. “Lucy,” Mom says, returning my embrace. “Leeza told […]

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My footsteps against the spotless marble floors echo into the high ceilings of the expansive living area I’m to call home. The whole room glows a heavenly white and gold. The lighting, the ornate furniture, the embroidered curtains… all of it glitters in the arlite lanterns.             No expense was spared when he prepared this place for me. My whole apartment could fit in this […]

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As we near the city center, the houses become grander, and at the end of the street is a magnificent gate with giant gold columns on either side. Ornate carvings of angelic figures lit up by enormous lamps line the city streets. “Once we go through the gates you will be introduced to my chief of house. His name is Fletch,” Alvar says formally. “Be polite. He is a gobli, […]

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The restrictively tight red dress Emily somehow scrounged up for me is quite impractical for the bowling. Things get better when Emily takes us to a fancy Italian place where, after a few glasses of champagne, I loosen up a bit. All of us head back to my apartment for the rest of the night to open gifts and play silly bachelorette party games. The presents are quite predictably scandalous […]

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“What are you doing here, Lucy?” Mom asks, opening the door to her apartment and stepping aside so I can come in. Upon seeing my mother in the old apartment I’d grown up in, I’m immediately fighting off my guilt for not visiting her more often. My mom doesn’t take care of herself. I’m not surprised either because I’d always taken care of us. Our little home had been drab, […]

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Copyright, Bride of Alvar, belongs to Silver Reins. No part may be copied or retold in any form. Thank you for reading and please vote if you like the book! This book is a first draft version. There is an inconsistency with the name of Alvar’s country. That’s because I changed the name later on. It is Underland. – Silver Contrary to a large part of the female population, trying on wedding […]

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At the vulnerable age of nine, in the basement of my best friend’s house, on a cold, late December evening, I shared my big secret for the first time. Emily Hall’s family lived in a two-story colonial in an upscale suburb, and compared to the one bedroom apartment my mother and I shared, it was the ideal place to play in the winter months. “What’s your guy’s name?” Emily asked […]

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