Novel & Cerita Married By Mistake Novel Madeline Crawford

"God, you smell like home. Seraphina smells like… perfume. Like a store. But you… you smell like the woods after a storm." He was nuzzling me now. His nose brushed the sensitive skin behind my ear. His lips grazed my neck. I knew I should push him away. I knew this was adultery. I knew he thought he was cheating on his wife. But my wolf was howling in joy. Mate. Mate. Mate. "Kaelen," I gasped as his teeth grazed my collarbone. "You’re married." He froze. He pulled back, his eyes dark with conflict.

Hair messy from running my hands through it too many times. This was supposed to be my life now. Mrs. Marlowe. Except the man downstairs was not the Marlowe I had agreed to marry. He had admitted it. He was Griffin. Sterling's younger brother. Representing him in this marriage. The words echoed in my head. Representing him. Like I was some business deal he could step into. I pressed my palms against the cool glass of the mirror. The surface fogged under my breath. My chest tightened. Fury boiled in my veins but underneath it something colder settled in. Trapped. I was trapped by a piece of paper and a loophole.

I say, forcing a smile in Grayson’s direction, before he can ask for a drink. Once seated, I scan the room. “Your name in the register says ‘Mrs’ But you say you have a fiancée, yes?” Madeline blinks twice before replying, “Yes that’s true.” I press forward. “Why is that?” Madeline inhales before turning her full gaze on me. “Because I was married, but now we are separated, and I have a fiancée now, but is this question related to the investigation, Ms…what was it again?”

Now It just Only Queen Madeline and princess Celine in the room. "Celine dear" Madeline down on the couch and held Celine hands. "Yes mother" . " I want to talk to you about Caleb". " What about him, his he alright "Celine said. Caleb was the man Celine want to get married to as they had already planned their wedding. "I don't know how to say this to you but...." Madeline paused. " But what mother, talk to me, is anything wrong, did anything happen to him" Celine asked getting impatient and scared.

I have never broken down like in a long time and now… I grabbed Alex by his arms for dear life. My reputation was not going to be ruined like this. I could hear the voice of the MC calling for the bridegroom to enter already and my heart did not know what to feel. I felt fear, pain, panic. All at once for the first time. An idea turned on in my head and I lifted my head immediately. “I will be your bride.” I said. Alex reared back as if my touch suddenly burnt him. “No…” He shook his head. “I will call Daphne again.” He said, trying to bring his phone out but I reached out to him.

Madeline Snow walked out of city hall, staring dazedly at her marriage certificate. It turned out that getting a marriage registered only took ten minutes. She couldn't believe she was actually married, and not to Isaac Chance, her fiancé. Her newlywed husband was a stranger she'd only known for less than a week. "I'm sorry, Dr. Snow. I have an urgent mission, so we can only have our wedding in a month. Is that okay?" A deep, apologetic voice rang out beside her. She turned to look at the man.

Never I imagined that his haunted past would cause even the only thing we had to crumble before my eyes. *** Margaux’s POV. Flashes of camera, buzzing sound from the paparazzi and anxious looks from the guests filled my eyes when I started walking down the aisle. My feet immediately stopped when I noticed one important piece was missing. “Where’s Clyde?” I asked the maid-of-honor the Monroes assigned for my wedding. “Beats me,” she just shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly as if she didn’t care at all. My eyes roamed this grandeur wedding plaza in search of him, but to no avail.

one of our family maids said, as she walked away leaving me alone at the church entrance. I opened the church door, stepping into the big Catholic church. It was beautifully decorated, the walls glittering with golden ribbon. My wedding gown was very tight, the so-called mother-in-inlaw. Don't even care about my exact size. Everything seems like a nightmare that I can't wake up from. Just yesterday I was drinking with Nicky? Today I am getting married to a stranger. How I wish I knew, I would have ran away yesterday. How do I run away from here?

“Yeah, Chloe, I made the same mistake every idiot makes when they're infatuated, but that has absolutely nothing to do with what is happening right now.” Chloe froze on the spot, her heart hammering against her ribs as she processed every single word that just left his mouth. Did Ruan actually just confess that he made a mistake by choosing Megan over her, or was she completely misinterpreting his words? She shook her head, forcing herself to break the lingering eye contact. Staring at him completely stripped away her defenses and left her completely vulnerable. She couldn't bring herself to believe in that marriage ever again. She had believed in it for years; she had fought for her family

She made to run and turn left as she heard Claw directed before the line went dead but was stopped by a locked door. "I'll tell you where you both got it wrong. Firstly, you should have used your father's help to get a bigger and higher position not a receptionist. You were too fast in getting in, you forgot you just had a clash with my wife, and pulling up in my company would make me keep a closer eye on you." Francesca wished at that moment that the floor would just part into two and swallow her up. She didn't expect that she would get caught like this. "And I must say, Maxwell picked the wrong girl to do this particular task. I courted you Francesca or did you forget? I literally know how