Novel & Cerita Carry Bridal Style

High heel red stilettos and her hair neatly tied into a bun. Her makeup is soft but her lips are bright red. She is carrying her briefcase and walks past me towards the exit.

I still had a long way to go. Carter caught me with such ease as if I were just a single paper. He immediately carried me into his arms. Bridal style or princess carry, whichever people called it.. As if it were the most obvious thing to do. And as if it were naturally his job to do so in the first place,. We went to a sofa, and he sat there. With me. Still. On. His. Freaking. Lap!!!!! Not wanting to let go of me as his arms snaked into my waist.

My bride enjoys our bedroom play but she becomes antsy after a few hours and we always end up flying or training. "You truly like it?" I have no idea where this shyness comes from. "You are radiant. I have something else for you." Her smile lights up her face. "What is it?" I've brought my saddle bags so I can stow clothes to change into. They also hold her surprise. I pull out another sheath for the halberd in the same fine white as her outfit. I want my brother dragons to see my warrior bride and know she is no one to trifle with.

I’m so broke. "Come on," Catleya quickly dragged me and I even get a chance to refuse her because she was dragging me into my arms. We just went to the accessory area when we can see the variety of accessories placing over the red silk fabric. There’s a lot of hair accessories on the table like hairpins, headbands, tiaras and scrunchies with different styles and colors. She has long hair that’s why she loves ponytails while me… I do prefer to let my hair down because my hair is a bit wavy.

Chapter 66 - Under The Unknown Royal Bloods Antheia’s POV I stepped into my yellow floral dress that flowed down to just above my ankle and sat in front of the mirror to blow dry my hair before putting it in a french braid. I can never go wrong with braids, it is the most convenient style to tie my hair tightly without worrying of getting it loose anytime and losing my hair into a wild mess. Ponytail is good too but it only holds the hair in a single strap, once you lose your elastic band or the tightness of it, your hair could easily get messy. At least for braids, your hair is tightly secured in multiple knots.

Abigail, veiled in a bridal veil, embodies the epitome of grace and elegance. Her white gown drapes softly around her, flowing like a river of silk, whispering secrets of timeless beauty. It hugs her figure in all the right places, accentuating her curves with delicate precision. The intricate lacework adorning the bodice tells a story of intricate craftsmanship and devotion, much like the love that binds us together.

Her brown hair had two deep golden highlights running through her hair which was now tied at the top of her head in a white band and pleated; white crystals embedded between different strands. Her white top looked like a longer version of a peplum top as the frill at the front sat just past her thigh yet the back hung a little longer, mimicking the gown that Gemma had on, except not as long. Her white boots sparkled as the gold zipper glittered. Max looked at Cindy and whistled, impressed at her new attire. “Oh….Oh Cin!” Carrie cried out, rushing to her daughter “i...I” “It’s ok mum. As a Vo-Suie, I know what you were going through. You weren’t just being a mother”

One of the stylists helped to fix my sash across my shoulder and waist. "Team Bride" was printed on it as I checked in the mirror. A short, blue silky robe made me look so sexy. The tiara was placed on my head. Cassey's too. I turned to my side, checking how the ponytail dangled behind me. I picked up my phone and took a wild picture of myself.

The dress flowed effortlessly around her, creating a sense of regal elegance befitting her status as the ruler she was destined to become. Just as Visenya was lost in her own reflection, Sarai approached with a mantilla bridal veil in hand. The delicate fabric matched the design of the dress, with lace and diamond accents adorning its border. Sarai carefully placed the veil on Visenya's head, securing it with a silver comb that glinted in the light. The veil gracefully framed Visenya's face, accentuating her beauty and adding an air of romance to her overall look. It gently cascaded down her back, mingling with her beautiful brown curls that flowed freely, as if embracing her with their natu

The gown fit her like a dream, hugging her curves before cascading into a graceful train that trailed behind her. Carmen's earrings dangled elegantly, each delicate piece catching the light as she turned her head. They were a family heirloom, passed down through generations, lending a touch of sentimentality to her ensemble. Her shoes, adorned with tiny crystals, sparkled as she slipped them on, adding a touch of glamour to her bridal look.