Karamo Brown Wedding Novels & Stories

My wife, Lilian Barton, loves me more than life itself. She has spent the past eight years working hard with me just so she can get pregnant with my child. Our son, Wesley Carson, needs immediate medical attention because of an asthma attack. On my way to the hospital, I accidentally crash into the wedding procession of a mafia leader. Wesley, who's barely a month old, is hurled to the ground, causing him to bleed everywhere. But that's when I see Lilian, who has an arm wrapped around the groom in the car. She tells a subordinate, "What bad luck! Not only is my wedding being interrupted, but there's also blood being spilled on my wedding day! Just kill that little bastard already!" Lilian outright ignores Wesley's cries of pain. Before she leaves, I hear her murmur, "Cover his mouth. That baby's cries are so annoying."

Holy shit. Hell no. Ivette’s brain turned into a puddle as she stared into those bright brown eyes that had wiped her world away on that night weeks ago. She would never forget those eyes that haunted her dreams every night. His knowing smile. His full mouth that had touched every inch of her skin. His dark hair that her fingers had dove into and pulled as she moaned against his tan skin. His scent that made her knees wobble with need. At least, now she knew his name. When Ivette King's long-term boyfriend proposes to her, in a bid to find some semblance of peace, she takes a step in the wrong direction. A one-night stand with a rival. A mistake, she called it. An unforgettable experience, he begged to differ.

This was the sixth time Dante Falcone had slammed that damned divorce agreement down in front of me, forcing me to sign. This time, I did not resist. He set down the pen. In that instant, a suffocating silence filled the room. His deep brown eyes locked onto me, sharp and probing, as if he were trying to see straight through my soul. "Why so obedient this time, Sofia? Or are you planning another trick? Don't forget who you are. Mrs. Falcone." I removed the ruby ring that symbolized the mistress of the family, the one he had placed on my finger when he proposed to me in Sicily. I set it gently on the desk, a surface stained with both blood and money. My voice was calm, lifeless. "No, Dante. I'm just... tired. Your world is too loud."

BLURB: Elena Brooks, an orphan, left her pack, her Grandpa and the company to marry the love of her life, the Alpha of a rival pack. The marriage wasn't approved by her pack and family, but she neglected everyone just to be with him. She hid her identity just for him. It was a loveless marriage for 2 years, Lucas Brown gave her a condition that she would be a blood donor to his childhood friend Aurora Cruz, and Elena agreed out of love. Tension arises when Elena loses her baby in the process. She goes back to her pack, Lucas finds out that Aurora has been lying to him, and Jason Campbell, a new Alpha, is already engaged to Elena. Lucas finds out that Elena is actually a secret billionaire heiress. Will he win her love back?

Seventeen-year-old Mia, the younger daughter of the Alpha Queen, never imagined she would be considered for the throne. With her brown hair and green eyes mirroring her mother’s youth, she has always lived in the shadow of her elder sister, Kate, never receiving the same love or attention, and she has never known why. Now that Kate has turned eighteen, everyone expects her to become the next Queen. But on the night before the announcement, everything changes: the great Alpha Queen Isabella was murdered. And Mia was accused. Before she can be brought to the court, Mia is saved by her enigmatic trainer, Levi, and together they flee. Their only hope lies with the Black Mountain Pack, the sanctuary for wolves who have been cast out, but danger and secrets follow them wherever they go.

Warning ⚠️: This isn’t your sweet, ordinary romance. If morally grey heroines, obsessive ex, narcissistic Husband and messy emotions aren’t your thing… turn back now. —------------------- I died that day….not just because Michael humiliated and killed me, but because he had the nerve to suggest an open marriage with his secretary. If I had known it would end like that, I would have rejected his marriage proposal in a heartbeat. But fate gave me a second chance. I’m Lora Brown, a famous fashion designer, reborn to rewrite my destiny. This time, I’ll become the sexy, confident wife Michael always claimed he wanted. But he won’t get another shot at me. Not when other men are vying for my heart… and I’m ready to choose one.

Opening the door to my bedroom, my heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia Carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.” Here starts my story..well, no my story had long begun this was just another phase of it. ******** Brock Dawson, mourning his beloved mate’s death is my mate. Well, new mate I guess. But he is still in love with his dead mate. He wasn't willing to take up a new mate. Great. Applause to my fate. A cheating mate and a mate still in love. Was Brock still in love? Or is there a secret he doesn't want to share? will Thalia recover her rejection and move on? or is she plotting her revenge?

She gave him 3yrs of her life, her love and her soul. In his darkest days, Clarissa Brown stood by him, mended his broken heart and asked for nothing in return. But instead of Love, he threw a divorce paper to her face. Lucian morningstar, a hotshot billionaire with the aura of a Demi god, his heart belonged to Chloe the woman who vanished without a trace. But upon her return, he was quick to cast Clarissa aside. With hatred in her heart and her trust shattered, she flees from his life. Now Clarissa is gone, Lucian is filled with an empty void and guilt. But what happens when he learns that his wife is moving on faster than the speed of light with another man? Will he hold on to her or will he take this as his punishment for destroying his destiny?

Three days before my wedding, I find out that my fiancee, Ivy Carlton, has changed the wedding venue from my grandfather's home—that's located up in the south—to Jonah Jennings, her childhood friend's favorite castle in Staravia. When I'm about to confront her, I overhear her complaining to her friend, "Thank goodness Jon's a man with taste! Otherwise, everyone's going to make fun of me for the rest of my life!" Her friend asks, "Didn't you agree that you'd hold the wedding ceremony in Theo's grandpa's house? Aren't you worried that he might not marry you out of fury when he finds out?" Ivy chortles in response. "The Sterlings are on the verge of bankruptcy. Marrying me is Theo's only ticket out of poverty. He can't risk losing me at all. "I've already arranged for the wedding planner to call him and inform him about the change. He's most likely rushing to change his flight." Rage and resentment swell in my heart. I clench my fists tightly, but in the end, I turn on my heel and leave. Three days later, the wedding is held in the castle, just as Ivy has planned. I never changed my flight, nor did I show up at the castle. Instead, I choose to exchange rings with another woman in my grandpa's courtyard. Till now, Ivy still doesn't understand that I want to marry her because we've been dating for ten long years, not because I view her as a ticket out of poverty. But now that I've woken up from my dream woven of fantasies, it's time for me to make choice.

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