Novel & Cerita Covet Bridal

Happy Reading! --------++++--------- I see myself in a white bridal gown, standing against my dresser's mirror. I softly touch my glowing hair, then my face. The dress is mermaid style, elegantly defining my curves. It is fitted from above then loosely drapes down, leaving a long tail behind me. The broad round neckline is adorned with small diamonds. They are possibly real. My reflection as a bride makes me cry. I lower my head and silently sob. My wedding wasn't supposed to be like this. Mom and Dad have really crossed all the limits.

There he was, in the center of the room, the candles illuminating his face and he stood on one knee with a box in his hands. He opened the box, exposing the heart-shaped crystal ring. ”What is this?” I cried. ”We didn't get this part. We didn't get to do it the right way, I never got to earn your love and your hand in marriage, it was given to me. I promised you that I would spend the rest of my life replacing every bad memory in that beautiful head of yours with something beautiful and I will stay true to that promise til the day I die. Because not only is it for you but I have never felt happier than when I see you smile or see you truly enjoying a memory that I have helped create. So, I w

Coincidentally, since when the wedding plans began, my mother has been sober, but I knew it won't be for long before she cracks, I gave a sigh and sank deep into the seat. 'am I doing the right thing' When my mom came in earlier, she was beaming and had tears in her eyes which means she's so happy, if I do this will she agree to be helped, Dad promised me he would delete the videos, would he also get help for her?, I was deep into my thoughts and worries that I didn't know when the door opened and Aliyah walked in, she was dressed in the lavender mermaid dress with the sweetheart bodice that we got as the maid of honor dress, my other bridesmaid, Penny and Merry Lita's twin daughters, and Gr

Right now, she's just helping out by keeping an eye on her parents' store. "Is it lovely?" She smiled and asked that question. She paid her friend's recent remarks no regard. She is also aware that Mhariel does not hold superstitious beliefs. The shock was gone from her friend's face, and Mhariel approached her while examining her bridal gown. "Why is your wedding dress so tightly cuffed? I'm hoping you at least bare a little skin—if just on your shoulders. If I'm getting married, I'll dress very sensually." Her bed was empty after she moved away from her.

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

Mia glanced at Linda up and down, surprised that Linda was covered head to toe in limited edition luxury items! And Linda's luxury items were not just any high- end limited-edition ones. The eye-catching dress she was wearing had a golden logo on the neckline. It was personally designed and made by a world-renowned fashion designer in Beijing for her. It was one of a kind in the world! And anyone who wanted to get it had to book it a year in advance and pay a five million deposit to get in line. Even as the daughter of the Lesser family, Mia wouldn't dare to imagine having such luxury items.

Chapter 4: The Cold Wedding Elena never thought she would dread her own wedding day, but here she was, standing in front of the mirror, feeling like a prisoner instead of a bride. The white gown was breathtaking—delicate lace, intricate beadwork, a long flowing train. It was the kind of dress every girl dreamed of. But to Elena, it felt like a cage, trapping her in a life she never wanted. Outside the luxurious bridal suite, the world was waiting. The guests, the media, and most of all, Damien Sterling—the man she was about to marry, not out of love, but out of obligation.

Please let the answer be no. The cathedral doors opened behind us. The room shifted. Everyone turned. My sister appeared at the end of the aisle on my father’s arm, radiant in ivory silk and cathedral-length lace. Celeste Hartwell had been preparing for this wedding since she was seventeen. She looked luminous. She looked happy. She looked like someone about to receive everything she'd ever wanted. The organ swelled as she began walking down the aisle. Adrian Swift turned toward her. He smiled. He watched her approach.

The store was elegant, quiet, and clearly catered to people who never looked at price tags. Ava immediately felt suspicious. “This place looks expensive.” Jane gasped. “That’s because it is.” “an item here will probably cost me a month salary." “No. Your billionaire husband can survive it.” Ava gave her a look. She haven't used the credit card Elias gave her ever since. This was probably her chance to use it. They moved through the store slowly, browsing dresses, shoes, and handbags while Jane gave unnecessarily dramatic opinions about everything. “This one says mysterious rich widow.”

Andrew whispered in Alice's ears as soon as they settled into the car. "They're natives," Alice replied, her eyes focused on the window, savoring the picturesque view. "Wow, the interior is absolutely stunning. The ancient royal touch is truly awe-inspiring. Just incredible." As they stepped into their suite, Alice was struck by the magnificent decoration designed for a honeymooning couple. Her excitement was palpable, and she couldn't help but shower it with praise. "The hotel Ai Cavalieri is renowned for being one of the most romantic getaways in Venice. This royal palace is meant for my queen." Andrew said, sealing the sentiment with a deep kiss. "Welcome to the city of love."