Bride Of Alfonso Novels & Stories

My wolf whimpered at the nickname he gave me…he wasn't going to reject. He loved me for who I am! Holy cow of Togo! My heart pounded wildly…then my heart moved to my sister, people were beginning to come into the kitchen…Then I spotted Anabella. “What the heck is going on here, Alfredo, it's our wedding day! What are you doing with this fat thing?!” She asked and I felt like covering her mouth. I silently prayed her words wouldn't make him change his mind. “I'm here because the ‘fat thing’ is my fated mate” Alfredo declared and the gasps and ewes that traveled made me pray to just disappear from the spot.

Alexis continues caressing Ginger's head and Ginger continue smelling the crashed flower. •*•*•*•* Alfonso went inside his room and lay down on his bed and sighed. He's sad because it's been a long time since he saw Dovey. "Do you hate me now, Dovey? I wish that I can be baby again for you to come back." He whispered. "You're like a little kid who's having a tantrum, your majesty." Alfonso sat down on the bed and he saw a girl with white clothes.

he lifted my chin with his strong cold hands allowing my fear gazed eyes to meet his, "I believe I have found my bride" At that point, I could feel my heart stopped for a moment.... 'Bride? ' 'What did he mean by that?' 'I can't go with this ruthless Alpha!' A Man I saw earlier with him approached me as he held me by the arm, leading me to a carriage outside. It occurred to me that I had no choice but to follow him. Yes I heard right; he called me his bride. I couldn't even bear the thought of it, I juggled what else life had in store for me as I sat in the carriage.

Keeping his glass on the table, Bonnie looked at me and said gravely, “Alpha! You asked me to investigate and get information about the bride. I have conducted a thorough investigation and wish to present my findings to you!” I averted the glass from my mouth. Shaking my head, I said with a smirk, “There’s no need for that! I am satisfied with the bride!” Clearing his throat, he asserted, “Alpha, you’d better know! The bride you married today is not Regina!”

The registrar, a venerable figure whose presence commanded reverence, bore witness to this union, much like he had done years ago for another couple. Amidst the hushed anticipation, a collective breath caught as the bride made her entrance, escorted by her father, a figure of quiet strength and pride. Clad in a gown of pristine white, she exuded an ethereal grace, her every step a testament to the momentousness of the occasion. The delicate veil framing her radiant countenance only served to enhance her beauty, casting her in an otherworldly glow. In that fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still as Alfie beheld his bride, his gaze filled with undeniable adoration and reverence. And as she

I was stunning, beautiful, and ready to serve as the chief bridesmaid at my sister's wedding. Cassandra was getting married to the wealthy and feared Alpha of the Navarro Red Mood Pack, Roberto Blackwood. It was an arranged marriage in which The Alpha had paid a huge sum of money over Cassandra's head. My mother was never in support of this, but my father's desperate quest for money and power shut down her protests, and she was forced to go along with it. The occasion had been rooted on the lips of everyone in our pack months before this, it was the talk of the town and the ceremony had been highly anticipated. Everyone was excited for it, especially my father who was elated and proud to be

I nodded, but I was still a little fickle. ‘Stupid Ailina! She had told me that her new boyfriend has nothing, not even a stable residence!” ‘She didn’t even know how big treasure she had got and how many women lined up to marry him! Even if there was a rumor that he had a bear belly, was bald, and liked men, there were still many women who were willing to marry him. After all, Alfonzo was a legendary existence. Marrying into the Alfonzo family was like going to heaven. They were rich enough to compete with the country.

Then I heard something that stopped my breath entirely. "I want to choose a bride who can sit beside me and rule," the king said, his expression turning serious in a way that made the whole garden seem to still. "Since the Goddess has decided to leave me without a mate, I have no choice left. There is no strong Alpha without one — not truly. A king without a mate is a kingdom without a foundation." He wanted a bride? Wasn't every Lycan destined to find one, bound by fate itself? I'd always believed the old stories — that every wolf walked toward a mate they were always meant to find, the way rivers walked toward the sea.

Mariana's Pov Hello, this is Mariana Vastlav, Don Radimr’s new bride. Hello, this is Mariana Vastlav, Don Radimr’s new bride. Hello, this is Mariana Vastlav, Don Radimr’s new bride. That’s all I’ve heard since stepping out of Alejandro’s car. Oh, let me not forget to add the same robotic smiles and echoes of, “she’s a sight to behold,” I’ve heard from every single person Alejandro has introduced me to.

The Alpha didn't care about the contract bride. He was probably only tolerating her existence out of respect for Evelyne Blackthorne’s final wish before she passed into the stars. The marriage was a dead queen’s decree, nothing more. I watched their silhouettes disappear into the elevator shaft, my face remaining completely blank until the iron gates clanged shut. They looked like royalty. I couldn't fathom why an Alpha of his strength tolerated a female who used poison and whispers to clear her path. But it wasn't my concern.