Forever Yours Bridal Novels & Stories

“I’m yours. Forever.” Braxton kisses me again, and I know I’m the one who got the bargain here, not the CEO. Being with him for the rest of my life is a dream come true, one I never would’ve imagined for myself but one I know makes me the luckiest woman in the world.

“Yes. I do.” “Yna Maria Cortes, do you take Alas Gabriel Dela Merzcid to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse, forsaking all others, so long as you both shall live?” Yna didn’t hesitate. “Yes. I do.” They exchanged rings — simple, matching gold bands, engraved with Always & Forever on the inside — and then the priest smiled, raising his hands over them.

I asked them. " Well the first one is from your husband... He said that every bride needs something new on their wedding day. " Michelle said and gave me a box. It was big red box from Cartier. I opened it and found a tiara and a note inside. " Every queen deserves a crown... Love Alexander Black. " I read the letter. It was a diamond crusted tiara, I am sure that it is very expensive. " Wow... this looks amazing. " Isabella said in ewe.

"Ma'am, we came here today to visit you... and so I could personally asked for your daughter's hand in marriage." "Huh?" My mouth gaped when he knelt in front of me. I felt my eyes widened in shock as my heart started to hammer loudly inside my chest. "Nina..." he then fished out a small dark blue velvet box from his back pocket. Tears started to pool in the corner of my eyes. "Have I told you that I'm in love with you?" He said gently as he slowly opened up the box. My mouth gaped even more as I recalled the logo brand pasted from the inside of the box. It's a Cartier diamond solitaire ring!

Every piece of our clothing were soon sprawled on the ground, leaving our bare bodies grinding into each other. The world outside melted away, leaving just the two of us, lost in their own little universe of love and happiness. As we lay entwined afterwards, basking in our own sweat, I whispered softly, staring deeply at him. "I love you, Lucas." "I love you too, Elena," he replied, leaning in for another taste of my lips, his voice filled with emotion."Forever and always.” We were covered beneath the sheets once again. ELENA'S POV Two months later, I stood in front of the large mirror, my white wedding dress shimmering in the light. My parents, flocked around me in the dress room, beaming w

Alex , Pamela's boyfriend, had escorted us to the vip section he reserved. Pamela ordered severely drinks, and whatever she picked was sweet and dangerous “Today you will drink until you forget that idiot,” she said confidently. After a moment, she grabbed my hand “Come on, let's get the party started on the dance floor”. We made our way through the crowd; the Dj was already playing sisa’ unstoppable. I could feel people looking at me, and it made my skin pricked and uncomfortable. I glanced around and immediately got irritated. On the other hand Pamela and Alex were already kissing.

I let them stand together so they could have some photos together for the press to print then Fabrico takes my hand again, leading me up the stairs where all the questions came about my pregnancy but I didn't say a word. Everything is good. I never thought I'd have a happy ending to my life while I was just a mere telemarketer until I found Fabrico. At this point, I don't know who found who because no matter what we'd been through, he never gave up on me. So I can say, I have a happy ending with the perfect family and I can say I'm living the fairytale life and rocking it well as well!! .......THE END...... What??? That's the end of The Forever Plan?? Yes, it is. I'm so grateful for those of

Joelle "So where does this leave us?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty, as I took slow sips from my cup of coffee. "I don’t know," I replied, the words slipping out hastily, carrying the weight of my own confusion. "Us." The word echoed in my mind, carrying a weight that stretched far beyond its simple letters. Could there truly be an "us"? The past weeks had woven a tapestry of emotions, where he had become a haven, a sanctuary in the midst of my chaos. Each visit to him had turned into a lifeline, a respite from the challenges of reality. But was he more than that? Or was he merely that, an escape, a temporary refuge from my troubles? I felt butterflies in my stomach ever

I couldn't steal the happiness wrapping his face. "What if our kundlis doesn't match?" His eyes twinkled. "I will bribe the pandit to match it." "What if I'm Manglik?" He laughed, vacated the elevator and walked to his car. "I don't care, baby!" He shouted, surrendering his arms in the air. "You're mine in every single way. All these things can go on vacation in our love. It's just you and me. Always and forever." "I don't want a summer wedding!" I yelled back. "It'll be too hot with the lehnga and jewelry."

Yes, it was that strong and attractive. “I’d love to.” “That’s amazing, see you there, tonight.” “Bye.” I was swayed. I knew I was. She was unnecessarily fascinating. It was about time I got ready, instead of staring at the screen which had the information about the party’s location and other details. I had the all-black Emporio Armani Nero single breasted fit suit, paired with a black shirt. In addition to how much I adored the brand, my Giorgio Armani black leather Derby shoes and a Emporio Armani Renato silver watch were my companions, for the night.