Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Novel Series

"That's quite a necklace. Family heirloom?" "It was my mother's," Christopher said, his arm tightening around my waist. Something dangerous flashed in Victoria's eyes. "How sentimental. I'm sure she's thrilled to see it on someone so... unexpected." "Anastasia is my wife," Christopher said, his voice dropping to a tone I'd never heard before. It was cold, dangerous, protective. "And if you have a problem with that, Victoria, you're welcome to leave." The people around us had gone quiet, conversations faltering as they sensed the tension.

Only absolute, terrifying solidarity. "Agatha is mine," Zara whispered, the Ice Queen staking her claim on the matriarch who had terrorized them for years. "Vivian is mine," Ethan replied, his jaw locked tight. He leaned down, pressing a hard, fierce kiss against Zara’s lips. "Let's go get our little girl." Fifteen Minutes Later. The Hamptons. The sprawling, archaic Sterling Manor sat silently on the edge of the coastal cliffs, bathed in the pale light of the moon.

"You should get used to it. Scarlett always gets jealous of every woman who tries to approach me, and that wasn't the first time we quarreled as serious as that. It was quite tiring to deal with her." Emily's jade pair of eyes peeked at Madison. "Yes, Ever since I came here, I can't stand the sight of the Walk out Queen. Their situation repeats every time the lady will visit the Carter's Mansion." Sophie chuckled and added, "Yes, Emily's words were true. The Young Master always had difficulty coaxing the lady because she insisted on the notion of betrothal. The Young Master is ambitious, and the lady is too narrow-minded to understand his reasons."

Hazel could only nod, though doubt filled her heart. Theo said nothing more. He simply turned and ascended the grand spiral staircase with effortless grace, leaving Hazel standing alone. The grand mansion’s air felt suffocating. Holding her breath, Hazel realized one thing: In this place that looked like paradise, hell had just begun. The night passed without pause, yet Hazel couldn’t close her eyes even for a second. The room prepared for her was magnificent—a canopy bed with pristine white silk sheets, polished wooden furniture, and a balcony overlooking the vast, softly lit garden.

The metal gleamed under the moonlight, the letters CRIMINAL carved boldly into its surface. Caspian’s entire body jolted. “Wait, wait, please…” The iron was lowered closer, the heat radiating against his chest. The acrid scent of hot metal filled the air. “STOP!” Caspian screamed, shaking violently. “I did it… I did it, okay? But not because of you! I… I didn’t even know who you were!” Daniel’s smirk didn’t waver. “Go on.” “It was… it was her,” Caspian stammered. “I hated Belacroix. I… I hated her for ruining my life. She left me because she got rich. She took everything, everything, and I wanted to destroy her!”

he began. Let's take a flashback to the past, shall we? So we are nearing the end of this novel😁😁😁😁😁😁. Few episodes and it was all over. Watch out for my new story. A royal curse - Book 4 of the past series

Alex stated. "I heard Janet talk on the phone, I think it's Angel or Sophia but I heard that everything’s done. The wedding dress and everything, our wives are going to be her bridemaids and they already did their fitting secretly." Sky said. "Are you ready to let her to go Max?" Alex asked. "You know me, I have girls all around me." "It's different, heck we all have girls around us but we ended up with our wives." Sky added, I looked at the invitation and really want to burn it.

I smiled, but it didn’t quite reach my eyes. The dress was beautiful. A custom design from a Parisian atelier, flown in just for me. Layers of delicate lace and silk hugged my body like a second skin, the off-shoulder neckline revealing just enough to be elegant but bold. Tiny crystals had been hand-sewn across the bodice, catching the light with every move I made. If perfection could be stitched together, it would look like this. But perfection had a strange way of feeling… empty. “Vanessa’s going to faint when she sees you walk down the aisle,” Avery said from the couch, flipping through a bridal magazine she wasn’t even pretending to care about. “Bet she’ll ‘accidentally’ wear white to tr

My chest tightened as I stared at the headline that flashed across the screen. “Billionaire Marries Mystery Woman – Scandal Erupts” Then another. “Homewrecker? Questions Surround Vera Gold” My fingers curled slightly at my sides. “No…” It was everywhere. Every screen I checked, every angle, and they all made me look guilty. I swallowed hard as my throat went dry. “They are all lying?” I whispered, “Why?” Besides me, I felt Sylas go still. Then, his expression darkened, “Of course,” he whispered under his breath, “It has started,”

Andrea laughed, “Well, I have to. If you don’t look perfect for your birthday, I am also going to get in trouble.” I pouted sadly, knowing that she was right. Mom can be terrifying when she wants to and most times she just takes it out on the servants. I hated that. She is one of the reasons why I want to get married and leave this mansion, even though I didn’t really like Giovanni. “By the way, Athena, these days you seem to be always looking at that guy Adrian. Do you have a crush on him or something?” Andrea asked curiously. A blush immediately took over my cheeks which was not convincing at all “w_what do you mean by that? I do not have a crush on Adrian. I am engaged to Gio”