Bridgerton Novel Order Novels & Stories

“Chin up. These women can smell uncertainty. And try not to mention that little family of yours.” The next hour blurred into a series of handshakes and careful conversations. I met Mrs. Lydia Kensington, whose husband ran a pharmaceutical empire, and listened as she droned on about her latest wellness retreat in Switzerland. “You must join me next time, Sarah. It does wonders for the complexion, and the disposition. New brides often find the transition... taxing.” “I’m managing,” I said, accepting a flute of champagne from a passing waiter. The bubbles tickled my nose, but the alcohol felt necessary.

Just as I was lost in my thoughts, a woman in a black dress approached us with a nervous smile on her face and a blush on her cheeks. “Your private room is ready, Mr. Gold.” she said in a seductive tone as she nodded at him. Cassian nodded once, turned to face me, and then, he gestured for me to walk ahead of him. I gladly took the hint, I didn’t want to see him, and I hated how trapped I felt whenever he walked ahead of me.

“I wasn’t sure if you would.” “I never miss a strategic opportunity.” She laughed. “I like your dress,” he added casually. And something sharp twisted inside my chest. Of course he likes her dress. He didn’t say a word about mine. I suddenly became hyperaware of the blue fabric hugging my waist. Of the way the back dipped low. Of how Naomi had carefully styled my hair to cascade over one shoulder. Should I have worn red? He introduced me then. “This is Seraphina Cross. She works with me at Obsidian. She’s leading one of our new projects.”

I took my time reading, and another hour went by. On finishing the third book, I realised I hadn’t read them in the right order. It seemed Finding the One was the first book, followed by The Claiming Rites, and then Under the Red Moon. This was a trilogy that needed to be read in the right order. I stared closely at the books and found the numbers on them written on each book from one to three, just like I arranged them. These numbers were written on the drawn-out full moon on the bottle right of the book’s front page, and, being set beside each other in the formal order, the full moon glowed.