Novel & Cerita Kisah Bulan Madu Yang Romantis

Jhon and Kiara only needed to enjoy everything that had been arranged for them. Jhon opened the envelope and looked at his wife. The honeymoon tickets Hermawan had given them were for Paris—the city famous for romance. “Paris, Doc?” Kiara said when she saw their honeymoon tickets. Mawar was astonished to hear Kiara still calling Jhon “Doc.” Had they not changed the way they addressed each other? Or were they perhaps still playing the roles of doctor and patient? Mawar suppressed a smile. Young people always had their own ways of creating intimacy.

"I've never been more serious in my life. Since the first night we were together, I knew you were special. Marry me, and I promise to make you the happiest woman in the world!" "Please, don't joke about this." "I'm not joking, Jane. All I want is for, when I catch that plane back to Korea tomorrow, you to be by my side, holding my hand as my wife. So, I'll ask again. Will you accept this madness and marry me?" "Of course, yes!" I jump on him, showering him with kisses, and that same night, we got married in one of the famous chapels in Las Vegas. It wasn't the wedding of my dreams, but he was the man of my dreams.

Kids were sent to sleep when Hunter offered to serve a light sparkling Moscato d’Asti with a fruit dessert in the living room. Once they all were settled on the couches in the living room with their dessert bowls and drinks, her mom looked at her “Emerald. Where are you going for your honeymoon?” Emerald felt a little shy on the topic. Rafael never discussed anything about a honeymoon. “We are still deciding.” She heard Rafael and stayed quiet. For her, it was more important to marry the right person. “Go for Paris! We both love Paris.” Cassandra held Paul’s hand before telling her excitedly.

“All you need to do is agree to marry me wholeheartedly, without all this drama. This is embarrassing.” Colt clenched his jaw, pressing his fingers into his forehead. “Madison…” “My love will be enough for both of us,” she interrupted, unaware of his pain. “You will learn to love me. I promise you’ll be happy. We’ll be fabulous, and baby, I’m planning our honeymoon right now. I’m thinking three weeks in Santorini — we deserve it, right?” Colt opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He couldn’t breathe, yet she kept talking.

Of course, under my breath. One couple spoke about their adventurous honeymoon in Indonesia, I think they mentioned Bali or thereabout, I simply did not give a hoot. They looked like they would die for each other, something I would never do for this man sitting next to me. Another couple gushed about how they met in university and had been inseparable ever since. A couple of others shared their love stories, It was all so sickeningly sweet. And then, it was our turn. The host smiled at me. “So, Mrs Lorenzo, tell us something about your love story. How did you fall for your husband?”

After exchanging vows and being pronounced husband and wife, Deep and Gia set off on a remarkable journey—a honeymoon pulsating with the allure of Boston City. The city's rich history and vibrant culture drew them in, promising a blend of enchanting escapades and romantic exploration. As they stepped into their hotel room, overlooking the bustling streets, Gia's eyes twinkled with excitement. "Deep, can you believe we're finally here? It's going to be incredible," she said, beaming with enthusiasm. Deep chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist. "Absolutely, love. Ready to uncover the charm of this city together?"

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

It was the perfect place for a romantic vacation. As they arrived at the resort, Arabella was amazed by the beauty of the place. Justin had booked a luxurious villa with a private pool and a stunning view of the ocean. The villa was decorated with flowers and candles, creating a cozy and romantic atmosphere. Arabella couldn't believe how thoughtful Justin was. They spent the first day exploring the island, walking along the beach, and enjoying the sunshine. As they walked, they talked about their lives, their dreams, and their hopes for the future. They laughed and joked, enjoying each other's company.

" Of course. I pull her up and twirl her around, listening to everyone's screams. Then I hold her close to me and we start to slow dance to the beautiful music. Hazel kisses my neck, brushes her nose against my stubble. She cries. " This is so beautiful, love... You're the most romantic dominator I know. " Do you know any others? " I look at her, smiling. " No, I don't want to, silly! When our dance is over,I'm starving. I know we have to catch a plane in the morning for our honeymoon in Capri, Italy. But I need to devour some of those wonderful treats from the buffet. " Shall we eat and talk to our families? " Sure”

I told her. Her brows widened. I didn't reveal this part of my whole plan to see this reaction on her face. "I have no problem. I can come whenever it suits your schedule but please consider me." Her brother begged. "Please excuse us." She said to them and dragged me in a corner. "What do you mean by honeymoon, Seb?" She asked me. "Honeymoon means when a married couple go away on a beautiful to spend some time together where no one disturbs them. They explore new places, make endless love and create most beautiful memories while they build a strong bond." I explained her.