Bride And Prejudice Reviews Novels & Stories

I wonder to myself. "You a re naturally so beautiful that I didn't had to put any effort," She smiled, praising me. While I was busy thinking if two hours of work was not effort, I don't know what hard work looks like then. "Am I done?" I asked them, when she all screamed at the same time, "Not yet! We still need tp give the finishing touch. And the guest have just started puddling so don't worry," She said and laughed, "The groom won't run away, after having a bride like that," Forced bride like this, I corrected inside myself, when they again began doing there work. Me just sitting back and looking at myself and my miseries. I am laugh worthy person. Being rebellious, being a bitch, being

I watch him gulp loudly, composing himself before flashing her a smile. "Can I see your bride for a second, sir?" he demands, making me raise a brow in confusion. I'm not being protective. I just wonder what exactly he wants to see her for. The woman beside me nods at him eagerly and before I know it, she is out of my grip again. I fold my arms and stare at her back. James bows in courtesy before following her to a distance. They speak for a while before she starts to smile widely like someone who just won a jackpot.

Although described as a white bridal outfit, it consisted of a short, sheer white sleeping gown, a white garter, and a white veil. Chris admired the room's decoration and the white bridal outfit, impressed by the attention to detail. The hotel really knew how to create an ambiance. No wonder it was Hevensford’s most famous hotel. It definitely lived up to its reputation. Chris turned to Paige and asked, "Shall we freshen up and get changed into the outfit?" Paige had been blushing ever since they entered the room, and when she saw the bridal outfit, she was even more astonished and embarrassed. The Cloudnine Suites was certainly creative.

Instead, I grabbed a packet of meal replacement powder. Leonard frowned at me, then suddenly yanked it out of my hands and threw it aside. "What's your problem?" Before he could say anything else, Selene walked out of the master bedroom. Her face brightened the second she saw me. "Mabel, perfect timing! Tell me what you think—does this wedding dress look good? Lenny arranged it as a surprise just for me!" She stood in a puffy white wedding dress, the skirt so light it almost seemed like she was floating. She smiled as she ran her hands over the fabric, glowing with happiness.

The movie was almost over. He was watching Pride and Prejudice, a classic movie. Jessie had loved that movie once. She'd watched it countless times. Back then, she'd naively imagined herself as the female protagonist and Henry as the male protagonist. But after prison, she realized just how foolish that was. Now, she was a little tired, and she didn't care much for the movie anymore. The flutter in her chest she used to feel while watching it was long gone. At some point, her head tipped onto Jack's shoulder.

She didn’t say a word. She just watched. My heart shattered. My mother shoved me into the car and slammed the door shut. “Take her away,” she ordered coldly. “No! Mom, I don’t want to go!” I begged, hitting the window. But she had already turned her back, and walked away She didn’t even look back. --- I stared at the girl in the mirror. She looked like a perfect bride. Beautiful and elegant But her red, swollen eyes told the truth. She was broken.

After a while of meeting guests madam was tired but still maintaining the same smile on her face Diana tagged along with her husband to wherever he took her to meet his guests. Everyone complimented and wished them on their day as she silently short times stole faint glances of her husband. "You two really suit well!" Complemented, one old man with his wife in his embrace. Looking beautiful with one another, to be honest they were the first couple who seemed quite genuine to madam Diana till this date. Belonging in such a cruel world where people are forced into marriages without their wills, it was hard to witness such an unique scene. Both the elders looked deeply in love with one another,

The guests were in awe of the groom, who appeared to be without even the slightest imperfection, and they muttered. "Describe the bride, please." The expressions of the guests changed as they whispered. "They had heard reports that the bride, in contrast to her spectacular groom, was not a very good person." "Rumor has it that the groom's family did not give their approval." "Isn't she a lucky girl to be able to marry the young master? Has she ever saved the world?" A guest mumbled while sporting an envious expression. Everyone believed that the bride was moved by the priest's speech about this unusual wedding because Safira's face was holding back tears.

he spat, turning his back on me completely. Anya was still sobbing hysterically while Liam was staring away at the window, like he couldn’t bear the sight of me anymore. I was screaming and begging at the top of my lungs but no one bothered to help me as the maids dragged me away like I was a sacrificial lamb. When they opened the doors to the bridal suite, my eyes immediately landed on Anya’s wedding gown, which was a stunning, custom-made masterpiece covered in millions of dollars worth of crystals that was waiting to be worn.

Annie's POV I created the nightmare I found myself in… If I knew I'd be getting married to Tobin Voss, I would have found another way, maybe release her? I never wanted it to come to this, but Claire left me no choice. She has always taken what was mine. My boyfriend, my grades, even the attention from my parents. She knows how to twist things, how to make people see her as the golden one and paint me as the jealous sister. But the last straw wasn’t about a boy or a lecturer.