Novel & Cerita Beautiful Bride By Flyleaf

I whisper to him. Brye looks at the lady under him. Her eyes were sparkling and she looked lovely. He caressed her cheek while she tried to pull him closer to her, wanting him to kiss her pains. He’d be more than willing. He’d kiss all her pains if it meant that she’d be his. It was all a gamble for Brye. He was gambling with something so unsure and full of uncertainty. And right now, he’s against the greatest hurdle. He was tempted. He’s sucked in. He pressed her lips again with her, passionately kissing those pretty lips, wanting to bruise them, mark them as his.

Smiled. “Instead,” he said, stepping back, “I’ve asked someone else to be my bride.” My knees nearly gave way but I stood still, every cell in my body screaming. Out of the crowd, she stepped forward. Clarissa. My sister. Wearing my dress. "Liam," I breathed. "What are you doing?" He didn’t answer me. He extended his hand, to her. “Clarissa, love, come here.” And just like a rehearsed pageantry, she strode down the red carpet, a smile carved on her lips as she walked towards him, confident, calm and cruel.

“Yes.” Mia narrowed her eyes from the other seat. “That was a very fake yes.” “You guys.” Aria let out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh. “Today isn’t about me.” She reached over and held Lena’s hands. “It’s about the most beautiful bride in the entire world.” Lena’s face turned red. “Oh my God.” “No, seriously,” Jade added. “You look stunning. So stunning that if I were Ethan, I’d spend the whole day crying out of gratitude and fear.”

And Cherry on the top, my bride had three possessive brothers. 'But I am ready to fight with everyone if at the end of everything my prize is my human bride.', I thought but the biggest problem was still not mentioned above. 'Will my bride accept me for what I am and will she leave her family, siblings, her living body, and her world to be with me?' . . I couldn't stop myself from staring at her. She looked kind of cute with her round chubby cheeks and her doe eyes. I didn't want to go on her sexy curvy figure because it was already perfect.

Something ours. Later that afternoon, we took Lily for a walk in the park nearby. Alexander pushed the stroller with one hand and held mine with the other. “You know,” he said, glancing at me, “I used to think the wrong bride ruined my life. Now I thank God every day that you walked down that aisle instead of Sophia.” I laughed softly. “Careful. She might hear you and start crying again.” He grinned. “Let her. I’ve got the two most beautiful girls in the world right here.”

Priya's voice, low but gentle, came through my ears. “To our pack”. I answered her and drove off, not bothering to ask her if there were any important things she left behind in that awful house where I met her. All I knew was that whatever she wanted, I could go extra miles to obtain it for her. Hunter's pov, I stood there at the altar and bore a smile on my face as I stared at my bride who was gracefully walking down the aisle and was accompanied by her father. She wore a beautiful smile on her face, and the dress she wore was so beautiful, making her look like a fairy on earth.

"Lexie Shay Dillon, do you take Zheme Mardruk Algae for your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" Lexie looked towards Zheme, hands nervously squeezing his. "I...I do." "You have declared your consent to the church." The priest clasped both his hands behind his back, a pleasant yet hardly noticeable smile on his lips. "You may now kiss the bride." Zheme was the first to lean in, plump lips crashing onto Lexie's with a gentle passion. Her lips were as soft and as moist as ever and just like Zheme's they moved with a slow and delicate tendency.

he said, his voice laced with amusement. “You’ve spoiled her rotten,” I snorted, and he leaned in to kiss me again. “My house, my rules,” he drawled, and I grinned, kissing him back. …. And With This, We Draw The Curtain!!! Now, sit tight, my loves. Rue’s story is coming right up. I’m sure you’d love it. Here’s the blurb: “Twenty-five years old Rue Cross is carrying the weight of being the mafia princess of the Cross empire. To prove herself, she takes a powerful position inside Bellator Crux Group, the family’s multinational front. But she has a secret: someone’s been watching her.

With a sharp huff, Cain turned and walked away, the crowd parting for him as he passed. Behind him, Vera lifted her glass. Orion met it with his own. They clinked them together, identical smirks stretching across their lips. And for the first time that night, Vera felt it fully— This was only the beginning. —— “Your dress is stealing the show, Ms. Vera,” Maya whispered beside her as they stood watching Didi and Cain stroll slowly down the aisle. The press were everywhere. Cameras flashed like lightning. Phones were raised high, people stretching on their toes just to get a better view of the bride and her gown. Vera overheard a group of women behind her murmuring breathlessly that they would

The little butterfly perched on her shoulder saw Queenie’s anxiety. “Princess, when a woman has married, doesn’t that mean she belongs to her husband?” asked the little butterfly. “That’s right.” “If so, then it’s the same Prince Fabian will have you. You are the heir to the Kingdom of Bright River. Then, it means that the Bright River will belong to Prince Fabian. So all your efforts to become Queen will be for nothing. Because Fabian will rule the Kingdom of Bright River with your hand.” A small butterfly flew and perched on the box and stared at Queenie with her big, round eyes. Queenie saw the little butterfly.