Novel & Cerita Covet Bridal

I raised a brow. “Half? All of New York knows! They just want to hear it from you.” “I am not doing any conference till after the wedding.” “Why? Are you worried people will know who the bride is and start to disturb her?” I looked away from Liam and pressed the switched button on the laptop in front of me. I don’t know who is better between him and my dad. Both seem worse, actually. “Hold up, don’t tell me… you are jealous that the world will find your bride beautiful and start pestering her?!” He burst into laughter and I snapped my brows together

he said. The bridal shop showcased rows of exquisite wedding dresses. Each gown was adorned with crystals and diamonds, far beyond what the average person could afford. Overwhelmed by the beauty of each dress, Coco was having difficulty choosing. The staff showed her a photo album containing pictures of models in featured wedding dresses along with introductions to their designers. All the domestic and international designers the shop collaborated with were famous. They’re all award-winning designers.

But so far, he’s knocking this out of the park. I couldn’t have chosen better than this sangria-colored sexy spaghetti strap faux wrap dress with its plunging v-neckline, mid-thigh slit, and open back. I was never the traditional type of girl, and I couldn’t ever see myself in a white bridal gown. Thankfully Khalid knows that. And it wasn’t just the gown he got right. He picked out a bouquet of burgundy and red roses with black calla lilies bringing together my two favorite colors and flowers.

On this day forward, i'm officially submitting myself to the billionaire's dominion and I'll gladly embrace his dark to darkest shades with all certainties. "You're the finest bride, my dear." Mom mumbled on my side. "Thanks, mom. I love you two." I heartily replied to her compliment. I felt Dad's palm in the vacant space of my back, obviously because the gown i picked to present in this very special day of my life is a backless styled deep v-shaped neckline with diamond crystals emphasizing the linings of the equal sides of the upper part of the gown. The wedding song which Lorcan and i agreed to choose, started playing with the help of orchestra on the side platform led by the main vocalis

The scent of Casablanca lilies was supposed to be romantic. To Sabizina Moretti, it smelled like a funeral. She stood before the floor-to-ceiling gilded mirror in the bridal suite of the Vane Cathedral, a structure of glass and steel built specifically for this day. Her dress was a masterpiece of Valenciennes lace and hand-stitched pearls, costing more than the average person earned in a lifetime. It was heavy—a beautiful, shimmering suit of armor that weighed thirty pounds and felt like a lead coffin.

“Made from finest silk fabrics, this gown is embellished with 1000 diamonds. But this is not the most expensive wedding gown. Kate Middleton’s sparkling wedding tiara alone had 1000 diamonds.” Zed’s face pulls into a stern frown. “Are you meeting me just to show that off? Damn you, Dennis! I admit I can never afford a lavish bridal gown as you do, but believe me, the beauty of the wedding lies not in the expensive gown a bride wears, but the weight of the affection she carries in her heart.”

All I needed was space. Sebastian Spenser. The heir of Spenser cooperation and legitimate face of the family business. He is taking me as his bride because he needed me to give him an heir. Because my grandfather thought it was good for business. I stared down at my wedding dress. It is a heavy Ralph Lauren custom made ball. It was made up of the finest Chinese silk with a floral of white lilies. It is gorgeous, fancy and expensive. It was chosen by my mother. I would have preferred a simple yet elegant one but mother insisted I get this particular one. Only the best for the Spenser and Hastings union.

My face is made up like I’m ready to walk the red carpet at the Oscars, and my wild platinum locks have been teased into loose waves beneath my veil. In this dress my father bought for me, I look and feel like a fairy-tale princess. Unlike the medieval-looking wedding gowns worn by descendants of the Brotherhood of Knights, my dress is from Vera Wang’s iconic bridal collection. The strapless draped bodice has a sweetheart neck and a swirling frothy full-length skirt which reminds me of the sea of white roses in the courtyard at home. In a matter of minutes, I’ll walk down the aisle to marry Richard Scarfoni, a man known throughout the country and Europe for his family’s wealth, power, and st

“Basically, your feelings may change? You said there is nothing permanent, right? ” “Yes. I used to love you before, but now I love you so much.” "You're such a corny guy. You should focus on our food." I stuffed him with a spoon with rice and a dish. After we had our breakfast, we headed to the Glamiosa bridal boutique. We were greeted and handed a brochure of gown and tuxedo by the owner as soon as we arrived. I chose a Cinderella-inspired off-shoulder red fiery bridal gown. Featuring a voluminous swan shape and a corset embroidered with crystals, it has a handmade headpiece and a long trail with an open lower body contour. To match my bridal gown, my lover picked a black tuxedo and red tr

Despite my reservations about shopping in the same bridal boutique I had visited with Yvanna before, I find myself drawn into Luna Cersei's world of extravagance and luxury. The bridal boutique Luna Cersei has chosen looks like something out of a magazine taken out of New York Fashion Week, its opulent façade beckoning us inside with promises of elegance and refinement. As we enter, we’re greeted warmly by the staff, who escort us to a luxurious seating area adorned with full-length mirrors.