Marrybell Mel Britannia Novels & Stories

I warned, my tone serious. “Raine, still so full of yourself,” Marylee sneered. “Just so you know, my husband is currently working with the Royal Family of Ireland. Their connections go all the way up to the presidency. So, tell me!! how exactly do you plan to stop him?” “Marylee, please… just talk to him for me,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “I’ll give you my wedding jewelry. The one Queen Camilla the Fifth wore before her death. It belongs in a museum, and you know it.”

"I missed you so much!" "I missed you even more, big sister," Melissa stated with tears in her eyes. The two hugged and seeing this melted Kanyon’s heart. "Wait, let me look at you," she pulled back so she could look at the dress she sent Eleanor to get married in. It was the same one their mother got married in, and the same one she got married in. Now Eleanor had the honour of wearing it. "It fits you like a glove," Melissa smiled.

She looked so royal and majestic as she walked down the aisle. Her eyes glanced around and caught sight of Jana smiling, the smile reassured her that everything will be alright. Taking a deep breathe, she turned around once reaching the alter and looked at Keenan, who unveiled her face and the music instantly died down. “Dearly beloved, we are gathered today to witness the union between Keenan and Brittney, but before we can begin. Let’s all clap to Queen Elizabeth the sixth” The priest said, bowing down to the ruler of England. Everyone mimicked the priest and all returned to their attention to the wedding.

“Where on earth could they have gone?” As if in answer, voices were heard in the hall. But it was Maribella and Henry who had returned. Maribella danced in, her curls bouncing, her big eyes alight with happiness. Henry ambled in her wake, his grin suggesting that he suspected his good fortune was merely a dream and he would doubtless wake soon enough. Meanwhile, he was perfectly content with the way this particular dream was developing. Maribella flew to embrace Margaret and Sophia, then turned to the company at large and announced, “Guess what!” A pregnant silence greeted her words, the Duke and his Duchess, the Lord And his Lady, all struck dumb by a sneaking suspicion. Almost unwillingly,

White gold, black and red has always been the color that represents the Valerius king family. “Young lady Celeste, I am Bella, and we are here to take your measurement for the marriage preparations.” I blankly stared at the head servant holding a roll of fabric rope with markings. “Marriage preparations?” I tilted my head to the side with confusion. We have already been tied by the marriage seal, surely, we’re already adamantly and reluctantly married, so why the need for marriage preparations? As if reading my mind, the head servant with brown hair that introduced herself as Bella stepped forward to straighten my messy braided hair and my crumpled dress before bowing her head in front of me

It was humiliating for the Royal family. “How can she get the Great Duke to marry her? She must have done something?!” The Daughter of the Prime Minister, Marielle, was the one that was called the most outstanding lady of high society. She was praised as intelligent, and talented, with a gentle personality and caritative character.

Thuli stood beside her, wearing a glittery gold top and smiling widely. “You guys look gorgeous!” Thuli said, hugging me. Michelle’s eyes dropped to my ring before she spoke. “So what are we celebrating exactly?” Jen clapped once, unable to contain herself. “Emily’s engagement!” I rolled my eyes at her overrated excitement. “To whom?” Thuli asked with a big smile on her face. “To our boss, Caleb.” Michelle’s smile froze. “Caleb, who?”Jen blinked. “Caleb Zelinsky.”

Her eyes immediately landed on me, then dropped to my dress. “Fuck,” she muttered in disbelief. “Are those real diamonds? Did you even meet Damon before? Why would he marry trash like you?” Her words burned, but I remained silent. Before I could respond, Britany entered behind her, holding an elegant necklace box in her hands. “Lower your voice,” Britany snapped. “If Damon hears you, all of us will be dead.” Mariana scoffed. “Mom, are you serious?” she protested. “Damon can’t possibly become Reina’s husband. This is ridiculous.”

The Queen spoke with a hint of sarcasm. "I wouldn't have bothered with the truth either if you weren't coming in my way," Bella's words spat venom. So Bella was still here because she was married to him? That old man at Mountbatten thought I was the Duchess because Ian went through a secret wedding that these venomous women were claiming about? I struggled to focus. My head went spinning and throbbing with the onslaught of so many churning thoughts and emotions. My knees turned weak, and I plopped back into the chair.

That's why Thomas Vic tried to find loans everywhere to save the company he now owned. "Why are you asking for loans from outside? Don't you marry Jasmine Masson, the richest woman in the UK? Even richer than Queen Elizabeth II herself?" asked Tera sarcastically. That was just Tera's unbearable sarcasm, she couldn't resist it when it came to mentioning Jasmine Masson, the woman who claimed to be super wealthy in front of Daisy Vivian, and in front of Tera. Moreover, who could be richer than the Queen, who had ruled for decades? Only delusional and crazy people would dare to compare themselves to the Queen of the England