Bridgerton Novels & Stories

Not a bride. > A queen.

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It created a splendid trance, exactly like that of Penelope and Colin from Bridgerton season 3, only that Hazel was Colin and I was Penelope, can you possibly imagine? " Would you stop this instant!" I said to myself; or so I thought, because by the time I looked up, everyone, even Dr Peter, was looking at me.

I think of Carlos with a smile on my face. "I have to show you something" Bridget says, showing us her phone. “Oh, no. Another influencer caught in a scandal?” Helen asks, raising her brows dramatically. Bridget shakes her head. “Worse. Your ex-prince charming, Emily. Alexander.” At the mention of his name, my heart does an uncomfortable flip. “What about him?” I ask slowly. Bridget doesn’t answer right away. She taps her screen and turns the phone toward us. “Watch.”

The bridge always seems as if it would break any moment, but it never happened. We both walked and I could feel the sweat in her palm and the fear she felt by the time we walked over it. I smiled as I felt her fear. "Who lives here?" She asked instantly and her voice was husky. We stepped down from the bridge and I answered. "My mother" I answered. "Your stepmother?" She asked. "How you know that?" I instantly questioned. "Nagma talks a lot." She replied and I understood in a moment. We walked through the few more galleries, gardens and reached the most beautiful chamber of this part of the Empire.

Beatrice, who had just finished class, was whispering with a group of people. “Who is this Tristan Coleman? He actually wants to marry our goddess, Zendaya, and even disallowed her from continuing to sing? This guy is really damned! I curse him. Curse him for not being a man, and I curse him so that he won’t get it up in the bridal chamber during their wedding night!” a bobbed-hair girl with big, round eyes scoffed.

She shook her head. Kamron groaned. “It’s going to be a period drama, isn’t it?” I glanced at Kimia, and saw her grinning. “Ah, but what kind of period? Regency? Western? TV series? Actual movie?” I was getting into teasing Kamron about all the options when Kimia interrupted me. “I’m thinking maybe Bridgerton or maybe Charade?” Her eyes were brighter, and showing excitement. Our younger sisters began to object to Bridgerton. “Mom won’t let me watch Bridgerton!” Mallory whined.

Emily bowed her head at me and excused herself. As I continued to head up the stairs, my phone beeped out loud startling me. I fetched it from my pocket and gazed at the text from the unknown number. I clutched my chest tight in fear as I read the message out loud. "Happy marriage life Dante De Luca, Game on."

Her rolled hair fell on her shoulder in a very sleek manner and her glowing skin reflected excellently under the hall lights. “May I offer you a glass of Champagne ma’am” A waitress approached her offering her a drink from the train she upheld. Gabriela smiled at her and took a glass which she sipped gradually. She wasn't a fan of alcohol. The atmosphere in the hall was serene and magnificent. Classical music played in the background and everyone was dressed so fancy, it all looked like a ballroom scene in Bridgerton. “If you planned to look unrecognizable…well, you succeeded”

Vida had hated that she had to play the happy couple wuth Axel but if she had to get her plan of exposing him rolling, then she thought that this was a very small price to be paid. Her friends had dragged her out shopping and she was glad that she did because the silver dress she had gotten hugged her curves so tightly that they made her do a double take in the mirror.