Novel & Cerita D Royal Bride

He stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes scanning me from head to toe. “You look stunning, Elena,” he said, his voice rough. “Let’s just get my son back,” I replied, forcing my chin up. He walked over to me, stopping just inches away. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a heavy velvet box. When he opened it, a massive diamond ring sparked under the lights. He took my left hand, his warm fingers sliding the ring onto my wedding finger. “From this moment on, you are Elena Blackwood,” he murmured, his thumb brushing over my knuckles. “Remember your rules, wife. Total devotion.”

Thinking I was kept in the dark, Lana breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "That's good. Take good care of the wedding arrangements. After the baby is born, I'll hand over the company to you and be a housewife." I did not respond but silently opened the wedding invitation, looked at the name on it, and sneered. She had no idea that I already had someone else as the bride, although the wedding was proceeding as planned. The bride's name on the invitation was not Lana Piller. It was Mabel Dawson, my childhood sweetheart. Lana always thought I had no other choice but her, which was why she always acted so superior, thinking she had me completely under her thumb. However, little did she k

Mireth kisses my forehead, pats Draven’s cheek hard enough to make him snarl, and vanishes in a crackle of storm-light. Silence. Draven glares at the spot where his mother was, then at me. Lyriel speaks softly. “Your Highness ordered the bride prepared for court presentation this afternoon.” I stand. “Tell your prince,” I say clearly, “that if he wants a performance, he’ll have to drag me there in chains again. I’m done playing dressed-up corpse.” Draven’s eyes flare molten. “Try not to embarrass me,” he says through his teeth. I smile, slow and sharp.

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

he pointed at Blue and she was surprised. “You can accept to be my bride and Queen of OakSherd” Blue didn’t expect that but she saw it a new way to save them, “If I become your Queen, will you not kill us” she asked and Cane raised his head to look at her, this was the first time he had taken knowledge of exactly where he was, his stare had a look of confusion on it. “I won’t I give you my word” Damon held her hand raising her up. Blue took a deep breath, readied herself for what she was about to get into and open her lips, “I accept” she said.

She replied with a chuckle unknowingly getting comfortable with him. "So... We're getting married. You'll be the duchess of Kerstone while I'll be your husband. The Duke of Kerstone." 'Again, get off your high horse!' she thought and then immediately fixed her face to feign ignorance. "You're the Duke of Kerstone?" She asked pointing at him and he nodded with a square shoulder. "Great. And might I ask, why did you come all the way from Kerstone just to get a wife?" "Because you were there." He replied mysteriously and she raised a brow.

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.

He explained, still with his head bowed. 'This is embarrassing but...how did he know I'm Alpha Styx's bride?' thought Vivian. She hasn't met the Alpha nor his people, she doesn't even have an idea on how the Alpha looked like. But according to rumors, he was an old man who has been bedridden for years and he was cursed by someone called the Moon Witch or something that was why he had no bride. "You must be wondering how I was able to recognize you right?" Karl asked with a smile on his face. Looking at his smile, Vivian's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. If only, her groom could be half as handsome as he is.

The last thing was her wedding gown. "Are all the bridesmaids ready?" Grace asked Draya who walked into the room in her eloquent royal blue gown . "You look like a princess my dear." Draya smiled. "All the girls are ready and eager to see Ava." By all the girls, Draya was referring the the four others friends she and Avatia had from high school. Draya then proceeded to spin. "Of course i look like a princess, with the way I've been waiting for this day, i deserve the look."

The dragon was intensely protective and may do something he shouldn’t if he knew she was in danger. As she watched the battle, she was unaware she was being watched as well. Ri Il was gazing at the beautiful face of the dragon’s bride. Finally, he knew what she looked like and could make his plans to kill her in a brutally cruel way. He instructed Xun Zi to follow them after they had left and discover where they lived. The Purgatory King would finally get what he wanted, and Ri Il would be rewarded with riches beyond his imagination.