Novel & Cerita Bride And Blossom

"Breaking news! Bride loses her mind at billionaire wedding!" "Guess she wasn't meant for the high life. So close to marrying into money, and she snaps." Below the stage, guests in tailored suits crowded together. Some pulled out hidden cameras and started snapping photos nonstop, while others crouched in corners, clutching their heads and whispering prayers. All because, while Malcom Blair and I were exchanging vows just moments ago, I slapped him across the face, then dragged over a filthy man from the entrance who looked like a homeless drifter and kissed him in front of everyone.

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.

I might even spill my identity in the process. I clicked on the live footage of the wedding on my phone. Lily did look lovely, in a flowing white gown that had a train reaching the entrance of the garden they were in and holding a bouquet of exquisite flowers in one hand. The splash of color brought even more life to her dress. Her other hand was hooked around Blaze's own. And Blaze looked stunning, standing up to his full height, the face of masculinity, his strong jaw set as he took the vows that would rule his life from now.

Every surface has been covered in roses of every imaginable color, harvested from Evander’s gardens, both on Terra and in Tara, a mixture of magical and traditional blooms--just like our Rosie, they are a mix of everything. Gideon is already waiting next to my father who is standing as our officiant. As soon as Gideon spies he shakes his head. “It took you two long enough,” he grumbles, although his laughing eyes reveal that he is more amused than upset. “Who ever heard of the groom taking longer than the bride?” “You can’t rush perfection,” I laugh, twirling my mood lighter than it has ever been. Gideon rolls his eyes while Evander snorts at my shoulder.

All the lights were now focused on the bridge on which Hazel was now going to walk. 10 tiny girls dressed in pink frocks, were standing in one straight line holding tiny wooden baskets in their hands. Hazel started to walk on the bridge and they started to sprinkle the Rose petals on the girl. Everyone stood up from their seats to look at the stunning bride and welcome her. The entire garden was beautifully decorated with white colour Victorian vases from which white coloured Lily flowers were hanging downwards.

Damon didn’t seem bothered, but he wasn’t encouraging her either. Bloom swallowed hard. She recognized Damon instantly the man who had saved her and the one she is arranged to marry, but she said nothing. She kept her eyes down and approached the desk. “I… I brought the documents,” she said quietly. Damon turned toward her, surprise flickering in his eyes. “Bloom?” Lily’s smile sharpened. “Oh? So this is her.” Bloom blinked. “I’m sorry… do we know each other?” Lily tilted her head, her crimson eyes glinting. “Isn’t it obvious? The blood bride.”

Dove’s head snapped back, and he was watching a replay of when he met Briar, having this same conversation. “As I said, you will know my brother’s words when you need them.” “I wonder if that’s how people feel about Stryxx and i? That’s creepy. The blossoms, please?” Dove growled, holding out his hand. “Since there are only 2 of you to carry them back, you may only take two. There is another that is in need of these blossoms. I cannot reveal that person to you, but you are close to them. Strong morale judgement is the path to Paradise. Your 2 blossoms are right at your feet. Goodbye, young wolf.” Anaki dissipated into mist right in front of his eyes. He looked down to see the two beautiful d

I forced a low chuckle to mask the surprise building up. “Don’t overthink it. My little sister deserves the best. And Prince Janova isn’t it.” “And who knows if he isn’t already frolicking with that woman.” My ears perked up. Did she mean Blossom? Thinking about yesterday, I remembered seeing Blossom among Lydia’s circle. “Umm… Lydia. What do you know about that lady Blossom from yesterday?” Lydia froze. Her grip tightened when I mentioned the name. She beamed. “Blossom is the daughter of the Chaldean Chief. Her marriage to Prince Zadekiah is meant to bring peace and prevent future conflicts.”

Without looking out, she was never going to find that out. “Yes, darling! We know who the groom is. That’s why we are here. We want to show Dia Lucrii that they won this town; we do. Come on, corporate. We are just teaching you how to pleasure your man better. We will leave everything intact; we just want to have some fun. I have never fucked someone’s bride,” goon 2 winked at her. “Do you even know who I am?” yelled Rose. Tears had now started streaming down her face. “I am the Woolridge Princess!”

The king was focused to Chief Black at once. "We found this in hidden in the belongings of the crown princess, Your Majesty." Chief Black lifted his hand for everyone to see. I gasped and my throat ran dry when I saw what he was holding. It is a black little bottle with black lid. "And we found out that it indeed contains the deadly extract of the poisonous flower Lily of Morte." I felt like my whole world crumbled into ashes. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. It felt like doom was suddenly in front, standing right before me.