Bridgerton Books Plot Novels & Stories

It was like he was stripping me bare with just his eyes, and suddenly, the weight of what I’d said crashed over me. “You’ll do what?” Dante asked, his voice deep and sharp, like the edge of a blade. “I’ll marry you,” I said, my throat dry but my words firm. “You need a bride before the day ends. I need…” My voice faltered for a second, but I forced myself to finish. “I need a husband.” Daniel gawked, but Dante didn’t flinch. He stepped closer, the air shifting with his presence. His eyes scanned me once, taking in the pale dress, the bouquet clutched like a lifeline, the mascara-stained cheeks I hadn’t even bothered to fix.

“Come inside.” I didn’t argue. The elevator ride was silent. The kind of silence that buzzed. Back in the penthouse, the bridal suite was everything I had expected and somehow worse. Candlelight flickered across the marble floors, soft music whispered from hidden speakers, and rose petals lay scattered like spilled secrets. A bottle of champagne waited on a silver tray. Two glasses. Crystal, of course. Sebastian walked to the window, his back to me. I remained near the door, my bare feet pressing into the plush carpet.

CHAPTER245 JENNY POV Looking at me, completely aghast, Grace's eyes widened with her smile. "Oh, yes," she said. "I have been watching you two for quite some time. I know about the little marriage you have with each other and I know how you both can drive a wedge into each other's side." Adrian's expression was like dusk, with his eyes blazing out all his pent-up wrath. "Touch her and your death will be at your door," he commanded.

I walked into the garden and took a seat on the bench. At least one of us is happy. You know what, Mamma? I miss you. It isn't the same without you here. I love you, Mamma. Aayan's Pov. Have you ever seen a groom panic? I have and he is right in front of me. Why is he panicking? Because his fiancée didn't answer his calls yesterday and this morning. "Maybe she changed her mind. Maybe she found someone else...." "Zahir stop it. You and her went through a lot of trials to be here and I doubt that she will do any of those things. Besides, she might not answer your calls because she is busy with preparations at her house....."

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage but I didn’t mind it right now. I’ve been communicating with my fiancé for a long time now over letters.

he said coldly, “is none of your business.” The atmosphere shifted immediately. Even Daniel seemed caught off guard. Because Alexander King was known for many things- Power. Control. Ruthlessness. But never Public affection. Vanessa noticed it too. And she looked furious. “This is getting ridiculous,” she snapped, walking toward us. “Alexander, everyone here knows this marriage happened out of nowhere.” “And?” be replied calmly. “And she doesn’t belong here.” Her eyes moved toward me with open dislike now. I felt the insult instantly. But before I could speak-

In her past life, she had burned with humiliation, her cheeks red, her steps clumsy as she tried to smile through the whispers. Now, she wore her gown like armor. She held Damian’s arm not with desperation, but with calm control. Her chin was lifted, her smile light but distant. The picture of grace. Beside her, Damian stood like a wall tall, sharp, untouchable. He didn’t glance at her, didn’t speak a word, but his presence alone silenced anyone who dared look too long. Together, they were a storm wrapped in silk and steel. After hours of toasts, dances, and endless congratulations, Damian finally led her back to the bridal chamber. The music faded behind them, replaced by the steady sound o

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

She smirked victoriously at the effect her body movement was having on him, she was ready to take him in tonight. She mounted the bed and crawled towards her prey in tune with the music's momentum. His eyes feasted on her exposed breast, he gulped loudly and parted his lips. "What are you doing?" He muttered in a voice filled with a passionate longing to explore. He was getting impatient and wanted her all over him. She moved closer to him and sat across his thighs, her knees resting on either side of his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck and guided her lips down to his waiting lips.

“Actually, let’s not waste time. I’m not interested in whatever game you’re playing. I don’t need anyone to force me into a loveless marriage.” Damien Cross leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. “Game?” “Blind dates, contracts, whatever this is,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. “I’m not here for your convenience or your money.” To her surprise, he chuckled; it was a low and amusing sound. “Direct. I like that.” She bristled. This wasn’t going according to her plan. “Let me guess,” he said, leaning forward slightly. “You think I’m some arrogant billionaire who uses his money to get whatever he wants.”