Adolphus Bridgerton Novels & Stories

His face hovered so close to mine that I could smell the candy off his breath. “Please don’t.” I murmured and pulled away when I remembered that we are not alone. “You win.” I better act as unaffected as a log because if Bridget should have second doubts about us, I’m screwed. If Wesley finds out, my cellist opportunity is cancelled. “You must be Adele’s step brother. I am Bridget.” Bridget hurried beside me stretching her hand for a shake. “I’ve heard so much about you. Let me show you around.”

Sarah helped her freshen up and change before sending her off to dinner with Sam and Lynn as her escorts. The dining room was decorated with all the finery of a grand feast as she hurried in and met gazes with Adolph. He smiled at her and for a moment she was stunned by his appearance. He had changed out of his armor and dressed in a fine red and gold suit. His crown rested on his brow, barely noticeable but regal. She'd always thought Basil's crown looked strange on his head as if it were too big, but Adolph's was well-suited. "Am I late, Your Majesty?" She winced, realizing she had not even greeted him properly, and barged in unannounced.

"Oh, look at me! We've forgotten the time. Adeline, go back to your room, have some rest, and fix your makeup. You're the bride, and you'll be the most beautiful person today." "Then I'll be heading back, Grandma," Adeline excused herself and turned to head towards the door. ...... Adeline had just returned to the dressing room when Nicholas and Martha came in with an attractive man. Adeline looked at them with confusion written all over her face. Nicholas then said earnestly, "Adeline, let me introduce you to Christiano's younger brother, Sandrino Lockwood." Sandrino walked up to Adeline charmingly. He had distinct features, a high nose bridge, and a bright smile that was quite likable.

Two hours had passed, she still rooted on the same ground, staring at the seven-foot-tall portrait of Stefano and herself. In the picture, Stefano had long black hair while he was wearing a three-piece wool suit consisted of a black wool frock coat, trousers, and a contrasting brocade vest as if he had just arrived from time traveling from the 18th century. The way his eyes were locking with hers was a pure adoration and love. Adeline was wearing a stunning rose gold sequin dress with a square neckline that showed her defined collarbone and body curve.

The next thing she knew, she stepped out of the car with the new dress and heels, and she looked like Daphne in Bridgerton appearing in front of the queen for the first time. “Wow,” Killian gaped as soon as he saw her. “You look like a real princess, princess,” Caspian smiled and gave her a playful bow. Audrey shook her head at their response. “You two are totally unpredictable… and insane,” “That’s pretty much us,” Caspian laughed. “Shall we?” Killian stretched out his hand. Audrey took his hand and Killian walked on her left. Caspian was standing on her right and he took Audrey’s hand as they walked. The door was then pushed open and Audrey was thrust into the light.

He was only a few inches apart from me, I could sense the possessiveness written all over his face. "What do you mean by I am yours?" I asked staring at him in disbelief. Dominic sighed in response. "You must marry me, Either that or I ruin you. I am giving you a choice now, choose wisely." He said boldly. My goodness, even his pride irritated me. He carried himself with so much high regard, way too much that it made me really annoyed. Who did he really think he was? A billionaire? So what? He did not own my life. Marrying him was the last thing I would do.

But his duties came first, he had to get his pack a worthy and strong Luna as Princess Ostana was just the best candidate. Adolphus, his right-hand man and best friend walked into his room to help him get dressed and saw Lucian already dressed. “Lucian! I can imagine you can’t wait to see your new bride”, Adolphus joked. Lucian rolled his eyes and strolled out of the room with Adolphus following him closely behind. “You’re late”, Lucian said coldly. “Had to take care of my mate in bed”, he said and winked. Lucian sighed and continued his casual stroll to the car waiting for him outside his dull-colored Victorian-style mansion to meet his bride who may probably illuminate his dark life.

Her gaze shifted to Henry, and the duchess followed her glance. He stood beneath the spreading branches of an older tree, his face shadowed by the canopy of new leaves, his features looking hard and unreadable. He was talking to his groomsman, Lord Craven, a congenial gentleman whom Cassy vaguely recalled meeting before. Craven seemed rather shocked at being there and kept glancing toward Cassy with a frown. Her chin lifted at his scrutiny, and she met his gaze with a calm stare that finally made him look away. "Don't worry about Craven," Adeline said testily. "He's just trying to figure out why a confirmed bachelor would finally marry. He's not a bad sort, but I would hate to see him wedded

Adolph, although nervous, found solace in the reassuring presence of his best friend, Louis, who stood by his side, providing words of encouragement and support. The gentle rustling of leaves announced Scarlett's grand entrance. As she emerged, adorned in a breathtaking gown, every eye in the pack turned towards her. Adolph, standing at the altar, was struck by her beauty, his breath stolen momentarily. She was a vision, her smile radiant and her eyes twinkling with love. In that moment, all worries and nervousness melted away, replaced by a profound sense of joy and anticipation.

She pulled the zipper down and revealed an all-white lace dress with thick straps and a sweetheart neckline. ”How beautiful is this, imagine how gorgeous you will feel walking down the aisle,” She said in awe and dragged her hand over the fabric. ”WHAT?!” I jumped in the chair as Edmund's growl sounded throughout the entire house. I opened the door and ran out. He was standing in the hallway, his eyes were glowing and his chest was raising and falling with each heavy breath he took. His nostrils flared as he picked up my suitcase and tossed it onto the wall.