Bride Ali Hazelwood Novels & Stories

When the plane finally landed and the cabin door opened, Victor steadied the weak Anna, a group of drained relatives trailing behind them. As soon as they stepped into the arrival hall, countless phone cameras snapped and aimed like rifles. Reporters jostled forward with microphones, while ordinary people had gathered spontaneously to gawk at the scandalous couple. "Mr. Langford, do you have any explanation for the wedding livestream incident?" "Ms. Greenfield, as a healthcare professional, is it true you abused an infant?" "What do you have to say to Ms. Shaw, your wronged wife?" "Scumbags, get out!"

Remember that diamond wedding dress Callahan family's daughter wore for her engagement party, the one that became the focus of the world? "Of course, I remember," Hazel had seen that wedding dress in the news, but the engagement banquet seemed to have been ruined. "It's good that you remember." Riley sat down, letting her freak out for a moment. Hazel frowned. What did she mean by that? At this moment, those who knew it was time for a break trickled in to watch the drama.

Despite the expansive villa, only one housekeeper had been left behind to look after me. Regardless, I didn't protest. I simply packed my things quietly. … On the day of the wedding, my phone was returned to me. It was full of pictures Elena had sent me. Among them was one of Lorenzo in a dashing suit as he tenderly slid the ring onto Elena's finger. Another photo showed the couple in a passionate embrace, kissing while the guests showered them with blessings and congratulations. Every photo seemed to drive yet another dagger deep into my already battered heart. At that moment, a call from an unfamiliar number lit up my phone screen. My hands trembled as I swiped to answer the call.

That wasn’t what I expected. “Your fated mate?” Erik sneers back at him. “But you’re mated to Princess Vivian from the Eastern Wolf Kingdom. Do you really expect me to believe that you are mated to another woman and have a fated mate? You do know that once you give a female your mating mark, your bond with your fated mate disappears. You have no claim to this woman.” Cedric glowers at him. “Vivian does not bear my mating mark!”

She smiled warmly at her friend. As they walked towards the altar, Hazel's heart raced with anticipation. "I can hear your heartbeat, my little doctor," Wyatt's voice echoed in Hazel's mind through their unique bond. Hazel blushed and let out a soft growl. "And you look like the perfect groom for me," she playfully replied. Reaching the altar, Wyatt extended his hand towards Hazel. She took it with a sense of excitement and reassurance. Beside Hazel, Zain's eyes searched for Alia in her elegant off-shoulder peach dress.

Immediately after Gerald and Kayla left the mansion, the maids and butler rushed towards Hazel. “Ma’am, are you alright? Let me clean… “I’m OK, it’s not a big deal. Who is she?” Hazel asked for everyone to keep quiet. She want to know if her mind is saying the right thing. “Oh,” she said remembering Grace once said she couldn’t say anything about their boss and his family. Hazel turns and leaves to go clean up wondering if the girl is Alex's fiancé. Then if he has a fiancé why will he want her as a wife?

Meanwhile, Alexander was pondering how to win her back. Hazel sat in her room, dressed as a bride in red, in Bani Burhan Khanzada’s flat. The room was adorned with red roses, matching the dewy roses of Hazel’s blue eyes. Everything had happened so fast that she still couldn’t believe it. So much had transpired in her life that she didn’t trust herself anymore, let alone anyone else. Five months ago, after seeing the divorce papers, she couldn’t believe she had finally escaped the nightmare of her life. She had vowed never to let another man get close to her.

“No one could have suited him this well, Hazel. So, let’s say you are the best!” Alexia and a few other maids helped Hazel arrange her beautiful wedding dress. It was huge. And since she didn’t want a bridesmaid, they had to arrange it for her. “I can imagine how Axel feels in his room right now. He’s probably trying to picture your beauty and how stunning you look right now.” “Come off this, Alexia.” Hazel chuckled, unable to hide her happiness. Hazel walked on the red rug, her hand intertwined with her father’s as he walked her through the aisle, taking her to the man of her very dreams. The beautiful hall, filled with a few high-caliber men, was a black hall decorated with golden linings.

After that, Alisha's little sister Hazel walks towards Ryan while carrying rings in the pillow with her cousin's sister and a few pack members following her as the flower girl. Ryan takes Hazel in his arms, kisses Hazel on her cheek, and puts her down beside him, making her blush in the process. Soon, the bride's song started to play and, Ruth and Alisha walked towards the aisle, and Ruth held on his hand and warned him. Then he kissed Alisha on her forehead and took a seat beside his wife.

All the distance to the church passed in a blur. Hazel sat there sad and unsure. Does she really want to enter in the loveless marriage? Does she really deserve this all? Is there any chance for this marriage success? Will Ferris understand her? Will she be able to live happily with him? Her head started to throb as she thought more. “Hazel?” Her aunt voice snapped her out from her disturbing chain of thoughts. “Huh?” “We are here. Here take your bouquet.” Jenny Mckenzie said as she passed her the her white bridal roses.