Lovers Bridal 소설 & 이야기

*Constant sex is allowed *" What the hell does Hunter thinks he's doing. I rush to his room. He look up from his laptop and smirk. "What do you want wiffy " he says and i huff. "What's the meaning of this " I say showing him the contract. "Oh that? That's a norms for married couple. Right? " he says and smirk. "Nooo, I want it changed, and besides our marriage is not real " I told him. "Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year "

Celine's POV 3 months later; Tears gathered in my eyes as I stared out of the window, wearing the dress that belonged to my step sister, Emilia. I still cannot believe that this was happening. Just yesterday, I had thought that I would be a guest at the wedding, and now, 24 hours later...I was the substitute bride who was about to walk down the aisle to marry a complete stranger. Rowan Sinclair. " Are you ready?" Eleanor, my step mother asked as she walked into the room

In return, the bride promises to support her groom in all his endeavors. "I promise to consult you in all important matters. You will be an important part of my every decision ", Kabir assured. " I will support your all endeavors ", Avin said calmly SIXTH VACHAN The groom promises to remain committed and loyal to his bride besides considering her alone as his wife. The bride in return promises to remain faithful to her husband. " I will be committed and loyal to you, no other women will take your place ", Kabir said willingly. "I promise ..... I promise to be faithful to you ", tears blurred their vision of Avni, she feels like her heart is bleeding and someone strangles her throat.

“Basically, your feelings may change? You said there is nothing permanent, right? ” “Yes. I used to love you before, but now I love you so much.” "You're such a corny guy. You should focus on our food." I stuffed him with a spoon with rice and a dish. After we had our breakfast, we headed to the Glamiosa bridal boutique. We were greeted and handed a brochure of gown and tuxedo by the owner as soon as we arrived. I chose a Cinderella-inspired off-shoulder red fiery bridal gown. Featuring a voluminous swan shape and a corset embroidered with crystals, it has a handmade headpiece and a long trail with an open lower body contour. To match my bridal gown, my lover picked a black tuxedo and red tr

“I’ve believed it since the moment you let me hold your pain.” She leaned her head against his shoulder. “Promise me, Peter. We’ll never become the people we escaped from.” Peter pressed a kiss to her hair. “We won’t. We build from love. Not power.” Outside, birds chirped as sunlight painted soft golden lines across their floor. And inside — two hearts, once bruised and bleeding, beat in rhythm toward forever. ____ The soft rustle of satin echoed through the grand mirrored room of *Maison Elara*, one of the most exclusive bridal ateliers in the city. Crystal chandeliers bathed the space in golden light, dancing off delicate sequins and lace that hung like whispers on the racks.

The couple chooses a picturesque outdoor venue, surrounded by blooming gardens and a view of a serene lake, symbolizing their love for nature and tranquility. The ceremony space is adorned with soft, romantic hues of white, blush, and gold. Candles line the aisle, and a floral arch serves as the centerpiece where they will exchange vows. As the music begins, the guests turn their attention to the bridal party. Elena walks down the aisle on her mother’s arm, her radiance matched by the pride in her mother’s eyes. Elliot’s gaze never leaves Elena, his emotions evident as he sees her in her wedding dress for the first time.

The veil offers a tantalizing glimpse of her face, its delicate silk fabric adorned with intricate baroque embroidery that matches the regal blue of her dress. My gaze lingers on her creamy shoulders, and anticipation builds within me for tonight. We exchange vows and rings, and when the officiant says, "You may kiss the bride," I move swiftly, having anticipated this moment all day. With one sweeping motion, I unveil Hermione's face and capture her lips in mine. Our kiss is intense, a silent communication of our desires and the fiery passion that awaits us tonight. Applause erupts behind us as we kiss deeply, our lips moving in perfect sync.

Less than an hour later, a stretched Rolls-Royce and three other luxury cars drove into my backyard one after another. Several bodyguards dressed in black carried in a stretcher draped with a white sheet and brought it into the bridal chamber I had prepared. Both sets of parents and the fiancée had all arrived. “The parents can wait outside. The girlfriend, Vivian Dean, comes in with me.” To reach the bridal chamber from the living room, we had to walk down a long hallway. As we walked, I explained the process to the girl. First came the wedding rites, then the marriage contract, removing the clothes, warming the body of her deceased lover, and then…

Outside, the night hummed with quiet life — the rustle of the wind, the murmur of the river below, and the distant melody of wolves singing in unison to the Moon Goddess. The wedding had been one that history would remember. Liora, dressed in a gown of woven silk and crystals that shimmered like a thousand stars, had stood beside Christen, whose white ceremonial robe gleamed beneath the torches. Together, they had bowed before the altar, their hands intertwined, as Alpha Fred blessed their union and invoked the presence of the Goddess. “From this day,” Alpha Fred’s deep voice had resonated, “the Moonveil and Moonspire shall beat with one heart, guided by the chosen light — united through lov