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I lowered my hands, my eyes still glowing with divine energy. “I hope this was a lesson. No one should dare question or make accusations and judgments without first gathering proof—regardless of the situation, and especially when it concerns me.” “Forgive us, Alpha,” they murmured in low, trembling voices. “Enjoy the party. It is a time for celebration, for at this moment, I am married to my Luna—the woman I’ve waited for millennia to find.” “You’re saying she is the legendary Nova?” one of them asked, still in shock.

LORA The wine glass broke against the marble floor. Red liquid spread like blood across the white stone. Two hundred of Seattle's rich people turned to stare at me. I was the girl who just had her heart broken in front of everyone. "Ladies and gentlemen," Senator Wellington's voice was loud from the stage. "I am happy to announce that my son, Mark Wellington, will marry Miss Sophia Blackwood!" The words hit my head like bullets. Marriage. Mark. Sophia Blackwood.

“It’s true. My siblings have been all over town with the news, but I can’t even leave home. And now, to be forced into marriage? It’s unbearable.” Her friend hugged her tightly, and Emily cried, overwhelmed by the love and support she felt for the first time in her life. “I understand how you feel, but it’s already been arranged and will happen in less than a month. There’s something else too… though you might not believe me, as I hardly believe it myself…” Before she could continue, a sudden gust of wind swept through, scattering their half-eaten meal. “It seems like rain. We should go inside,” Cassandra said. Both friends hurried back to the house, and Emily led the way to her room.

Soon my other bridesmaids came in, most of them my colleagues from work and Olivia's friends. "It's time, baby girl," Olivia whispered in my ears while I threw her a playful glare as we walked out. On the surface, I was calm. But deep inside, my thoughts swirled restlessly. For the last two years, I’d dreamed of this day. The flowers. The music. The promises. I’d fought for this love when no one else believed in it. And now, it was finally here. I was getting married. To George Miller. The man I loved.

The lights were gold and warm, people spinning in their glitter and money, laughing like the world didn’t rot under their shoes. And there she was. Nova. Looking small. Lost. Too damn beautiful to be standing alone in this pit of snakes. And then I saw him. Luca. Slowly dancing with that blonde doll on his arm like he hadn’t just destroyed something sacred. The sight of him lit something in me that I couldn’t control. My pulse spiked. The sound of my boots against the marble floor was louder than the music as I closed the distance. Nova didn’t see me at first. She was frozen, staring at the bastard like she wanted to kill him herself. But when my voice cut through the air, the whole room see

he heard from a distance, but soon some security guards came and interrupted Jess. With all the mess that Sofia's life had been, she was not even nervous about the wedding day that had finally come, but she was so happy. After jess had been expelled from Sofia's and Vernon's bachelor party, Ninja talked and apologized to both of them, and in the end it had been everything okay. less a drama in my life. she thought. Sofia was sitting in a chair, while a thousand people arranged her hair, her nails, makeup, and dress her.

Heartbroken and betrayed, Nina signs without a second thought, determined to close the chapter on her former life. A chance encounter at a bar introduces her to a man who could change everything. The wealthiest man in the city, charming yet mysterious, makes her an audacious offer: **“Marry me, and I’ll give you everything you’ve ever dreamed of.”** Nina accepts, but her goal is clear—this marriage is just the start of her revenge. With new power and wealth, Nina is set on making Jordan and his mistress regret underestimating her. But as she dives deeper into a world of intrigue and desire, she finds herself torn between vengeance and a new chance at love.

"Dear, meet the Marino." "Well, hello, I am Peter, her husband," he took his wife’s hand lovingly. Selena looked at me, and I happened to look at her too. She looked away immediately to the other couple. "Nice meeting you two." "We are newlyweds," Francesca added. “Nice,” Selena replied. “I heard you are also newlyweds,” Peter said, looking at how far Selena and I were seated. Selena coughed, “Yes, of course, we are,” and with a lovely smile, she looked over at me with... love in her eyes. “We are.”