La Novia Mas Afortunada Novels & Stories

"Nah! That's reality. You should marry someone with good stamina and not a man who already has rheumatism and arthritis! I bet if he could still have a boner." Her face grimaced upon hearing her friend's vulgar words. She should've brought holy water with her and shove it into Wilma's mouth. "There's no need for that bestie since I won't be marrying Valentino Castellanos." "Really? That's great then! Who will be the lucky guy?" Wilma grinned. "It's Valentino's son, Damon…" Wilma's eyes widened as she covered her mouth. "Oh my! So the rumors are true?" "What rumors?" Her forehead creased.

I couldn’t help but be a little bit excited about the date with Ryan, and I was eager to finally know more about him. I got ready early the next day, digging through my closet for something to wear. I wasn’t sure how fancy the restaurant would be and I wanted to at least try and fit in. My breath caught when I saw the dress I had forgotten about. I had worn it to my mother’s funeral, and it was the last thing she had ever bought me. I hesitantly pulled it out, admiring it like it was the first time. It was the only dress I had and the nicest thing I owned.

I didn't notice Lie as she came to the stage to give a message as well, I just turned around suddenly when I heard her voice. “A wedding is a very symbolic event in the life of every individual. This auspicious occasion marks the beginning of a journey of a lifetime. A wedding is a special event in the lives of both the groom and the bride as they enter a new reality. The occasion of a wedding gives the bride and groom an opportunity to receive beautiful gifts, wishes, and advice. So, the only advice I can give you both is that I want you to always find happiness, peace and support each other in all the good and bad times. May your marriage give you inspiration and may you be honest with eac

Lisa muttered. "I'm also thinking the same, My baby here looks so pretty so I really don't know what's different about that Nora except that she is a manipulative bitch" "For once, I will agree with you guys. After all I'm very pretty, Maybe it was all fate so that I will meet his Royal Majesty" After the official wedding rituals were completed, The Bride and the Bride Left to change to a more convenient dress for the Reception. "Let's go." Lisa nudged at me.

I’m getting married, and not married to just anybody—I’m getting married to Cameron Stanton, the man of my dreams—the man of every woman’s dreams. How did I ever score this? I thought I was simply getting a slutty, hot hookup in Vegas and I somehow ended up pregnant... to someone who turned out to be the perfect male specimen. What were the chances? How in the heck has everything that was once so wrong turned out to be so right?

"But that stranger became my husband. That disaster became the catalyst for everything good in my life." The man whose shirt had been ruined looked up with interest. The young barista stared at Claire like she was speaking a foreign language. "I'm not saying this man is going to become your husband," Claire continued, and Damian laughed beside her. "But I am saying that sometimes the moments that feel like absolute catastrophes are actually the universe redirecting you toward something better. You never know what comes next. That's the terrifying and beautiful thing about being alive."

Michelle had arrived. She wore a red evening gown and a soft, calm smile as she walked into the hall with effortless grace. Michelle's figure was delicate, her skin pale and smooth, like an angel who didn't quite belong in this world. While everyone stared at her in awe, I snapped back to attention, smiled gently, and announced with a loud voice, "Everyone, my bride will be Michelle Cooper, the CEO of Cooper Corporations!"

My mother stepped in front of me, her voice stern. “We have sacrificed a lot for you. Do you think food and a place to sleep comes for free. At least do something to help us for once.” “You’re selling me. Don’t you call it marriage? Don’t you dare,” I hissed. She flinched but composed just in time. “It is marriage. The Alpha has chosen you. Do you have any idea the kind of honor that is? Any girl in the pack would be grateful.” “Honor?” I let out a laugh that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “So you want me to believe the Alpha would want someone like me. An Omega, nobody? This feels like a big lie.”

“Your lucky day.” Mad took me to the center. We didn’t rehearse our dance. Just like how we met at that masquerade, we went with the flow. He took my hand, the other on my lower back. I placed mine over his shoulder. “Why are you smiling?” His eyes flickered with humor. “Just like the first dance about months ago, and now, I’m dancing with you as my wife.” “I’m glad I went to the gala. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have met my soulmate. I love you, Romeo.”

At least that was what she thinks. But she was asking who I was. This wasn’t how I envisioned this to be. I had many expectations but definitely not this. She looks up at me with those adorable doe eyes that gets me weak in the knees and I melt internally. absolutely awestruck. “Baby, I’m your husband,” I replied her as she stands, still confused. Was I missing something here? Did I not fit the description, if there was any. “I am Adrian Maserati, the man you’d be getting married to tomorrow,” I explained, “Is something wrong, my love?”