Bridgerton Books Plot Novels & Stories

Final Moments Later that night, as we stood on the balcony of Alexander’s penthouse, watching the city stretch beneath us, I reached for his hand. “Do you think she’ll ever come back?” I asked softly. Alexander’s jaw tightened for a brief moment before he shook his head. “No.” I studied his expression. “You sound sure.” His thumb brushed over my knuckles, a quiet promise. “Because I won’t let her.” I nodded, leaning into him. “Good.” The past had finally let us go. And now, for the first time, the future was ours. The Final Close Cassandra Whitmore had spent years playing a game she was convinced she could win.

She stood in her lace undergarments, watching as his eyes raked her body. "I want you to fuck me, Alexander." CHAPTER 1: Lila Evans’ heart pounded in her chest as she climbed the marble steps leading to the grand Harrington Manor. The estate was nothing short of breathtaking, with its gardens, towering columns, and stonework. As she reached the massive front doors, she paused, eyes wide in awe. This was nothing like the modest life she’d known. Her hands trembled slightly as she adjusted her simple, yet neat, uniform.

The moment I laid my eyes on Louise, who happened to be the matchmaker, I found it hard to believe that a beauty like a goddess works in this type of business. She laid out her prospects, and the candidates were all perfect. But what I want is not on the list... I want her! I knew I had to take her. There's something about her that I can't dare resist. My heart is bursting with love—is it love or lust? Damn, my stupid heart. Her touch makes my body alive. I want to own her, consume her, and make her mine. Although falling for her wasn't part of the plan, for the first time, I was willing to bet my heart. But before I could make my move, she made an unexpected shift that changed everything an

“I am your wife, please let me go.” He didn’t release her immediately and she continued to hit his hand with urgency, already feeling the contraction in her throat. Zoe closed her eyes, accepting her fate. Let it be known that she was strangled to death by a handsome devil with very dark eyes. At least, now she was going to meet Francis in the land of the dead. He was her real husband after all. She didn’t know what happened but the hand holding her neck released it and she rolled out of the bed, thumbing hard on the ground. She began to cough as she crawled towards the door, trying everything she could to escape from him.

Please note all the books will be stand-alone as well. * Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Brandon & Sophia’s Story) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Caroline’s story) Book 3: The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy? (Calvin’s Story) Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Liara’s Story) Book 5: Mine: His Caged Princess (Tiara’s Story) [Ongoing] Book 6: It Ends With Us, Mate (Colton’s Story) [Upcoming by the start of June 2023]

he groaned at the ceiling, then looked back at me with a frown, “Is this still about her? You think she was behind the tabloids?” “I showed you the emails!” I hissed as quietly as I could, noticing the servants looking around the corners in concern. I groaned frustratedly, “We need to take this elsewhere, we’re disturbing others.” Cristo gestured to the balcony behind me, irritated. I shot back an equally annoyed scowl and spun around to march outside into the ridiculously cold breeze with him right behind me. My heart was thudding. I hoped it was from all the hard marching I was initially doing. But the beats it skipped with each click of Cristo’s steps made me question otherwise.

At one point, Ethan leaned slightly toward her. “You’re quiet.” “I’m learning.” “About the wedding?” “About the war disguised as dinner.” His mouth twitched. “You noticed.” “It’s hard not to.” Across the table, Nicholas watched them. Alexander did too. Lady Beatrice set down her wine glass. “Miss Hart.” Lena turned. “Yes, Lady Beatrice?” “Why does the success of this wedding matter so much to you?” There it was. The question seemed simple. It was not. Even the staff appeared to disappear more quietly.

“We've not found out about that yet.” “Find out where her grave is.” I have never found words to be heavy, but this one was. I didn't even know her name. How can she be dead? Diamond’s POV My heart shattered at Nicholas' words. Was it impossible to have him fall for me? My chest was heavy, and I found it hard to breathe. He had not touched my food. He would rather go hungry than take a bite of what I made, and this sickens me. I was inside my room, and I had nothing else to do aside from sit, ideally, and plan about how to make Nicholas mine. Amid the turmoil raging in my heart, there was a knock on the door. I walked to open it and found Neymar standing in front of me.

Then looked away like I disgusted her. My chest tightened. “She’s lying,” I said quickly. “She forced me to this i didn't want to” “of course you didn't want this—you did want to marry the richest man and become mrs wilson “. “ “Enough.” damiens voice boomed, cold, Deadly. I froze. He stepped closer to me, his gaze hard. “You think I’m stupid?” he asked quietly. “No, I—” “You seduced your sister’s fiancé,” he continued, his tone filled with contempt. “Then tried to play the victim.”