Marianne Vi Britannia Novels & Stories

I knew how much he wanted me to be with Ariel, and the last thing I ever wanted was to disappoint him. Manny's father always knew how to put me at ease, he had the personality that could make anyone warm up to him instantly. I looked around the room and locked eyes with Ariel, Her eyes were on fire with anger, I'm sure if looks could kill I could be under the ground by now. "Excuse me everyone, this lovely lady is Marianna, she works at our firm" Mr. Jennings introduced me "What is she doing her?" Ariel hissed

He explained, waiving the empty syringe in front of the woman. Bella hissed once again, as she felt her body slowly become paralyzed. "Ready to talk now?" "To you? No. To your boss? Yes." Bella answers, out of breath. "You know what? You're one to talk." He mocks. "If only you knew what happened to your family after the ambush." The woman's head snapped up, her attention now fully towards Marcus. The man knew of what had happened to her family. The question was how. She didn't even have the same name she had before. Hell, no one knew that Bella Ryan was Isabella Moretti.

Her eyes flick toward me, and for the first time there’s something almost amused in them. “You think I’m joking.” “I hoped you were.” “I’m rarely amusing by accident.” The curtain beside the fitting area opens before the conversation can become anything more. A woman in her late forties emerges carrying several dresses and two tailored suits, followed by an assistant pushing a rail crowded with coats, blouses and skirts. Marianne, presumably. She’s immaculate in black trousers and a cream silk shirt, her blond hair cut into a sleek chin-length bob, her expression warm with the confidence of someone paid to possess excellent taste on behalf of others.

Violet sat down at the dressing table. She hummed a song as she brushed her hair. "Your Majesty?" "Do come in." She said calmly. Violet had her eyes at the mirror and watched as the door creaked open. She saw the maid as she entered the room through the mirror. "Your Majesty, His Majesty has asked him to call you. He is waiting for you at the dining table." The maid said. "Oh, okay. Tell him that I'll be with him shortly." Violet said as she stood up from the chair. She picked up her crown and wore it.

The only good thing left. “Why?” I whispered into the empty room. “Why marry me if you hated me so much?” Because of his grandmother, of course. Catherine Blackwood — the only person who had ever shown me kindness in this house. Her dying wish had been for Adrian to take care of me. He’d agreed out of obligation, not love. I sank onto the edge of the bed, the red dress still clutched in my hands. “I tried so hard,” I said to no one. “I smiled when he ignored me. I stayed silent when people whispered. I let him break me because I thought that was love.”

Anne took a deep breath and said, “Yes, my lady. It’s all everyone is talking about. The kitchen staff are already drafting meals for the royal wedding.” “Royal wedding?!” Lily was utterly shocked. Mirabel looked calm but in reality, her ears were ringing and her blood seemed to have run cold. “Who is this bride?” She managed to ask Anne. “Megan Brighton! Former queen of the Eastern Kingdom. Her marriage to Richardson Jared was dissolved yesterday.” Anne answered. “What a wench! She lost her throne and now she is here for Lady Mirabel’s crown!” Mary yelled. “We do not insult women we do not know, Mary.” Mirabel cautioned her lady.

She says, and I hear the pounding of my heart, I sniff, holding back tears. "It wrecked my entire existence that you had no reason to live. It's you, Viola, you are the fairest of us all, I named my baby girl after you, and it shakes me to the core that you didn't see yourself the way I see you. You don't like you, you don't want you." She exhales, out of breathe, but continues after.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

"Allow me to give it a try." Lenore hesitated, contemplating the offer. "No, I'll manage." The unfamiliar woman lifted her gaze, introducing herself as Maribella. In that moment, Ava's senses were overwhelmed by Maribella's sheer elegance, rendering her a creature of unparalleled beauty. Her pale blond tresses were slicked back into a flawless ponytail, not a single strand out of place. The sharp angles of her cheekbones contrasted with the softness of her ample lips and luminous eyes, infusing her countenance with an ethereal allure. Maribella's exquisite appearance seemed almost too extraordinary to be real.

Marianna I rise as Queen Maeve comes into view, holding the hand of the striking young man I’d noticed in the ballroom. It was hard not to notice him, honestly, with his multi-colored eyes and casual disposition, and it strikes me quite suddenly that this is her mate, the man the news can’t stop talking about. Fretting about, more like it. Blake rises, and I follow, my heart standing still as the Queen of Eastonia, dressed in a soft silver gown of lace that flows around her like water, turns the corner of the staircase and spots us with a start.