Marrybell Mel Britannia Novels & Stories

However, he had his own demands, his own desires that needed to be fulfilled. Lord Arcturus proposed that Prince Alexander, the charming heir to the throne of Arondale, marry his own daughter, Lady Elizabeth. He believed that this alliance would solidify their plans and ensure his daughter's place at the pinnacle of power. Little did Lord Arcturus know, King Maximilian had ulterior motives hidden beneath his deceptively agreeable demeanor.

"Today we'll be celebrating the marriage alliance between my daughter Isabella and Matteo Bellini." My eyes widened and my purse landed on the ground with a loud thud…

“What the hell is going on here?” I muttered angrily as I lunged for the object and gripped it in my hands. I remembered putting that ring on Emma’s finger when she was still unconscious on the bed. We had just gotten married, and I was holding her injured in my arms. She was such a beautiful young woman that, for a moment, I felt lucky to have chosen her. But Emma had proven to be rebellious against the idea of being married to me.

But she only walked around the mall to kill time. “What’s bothering you?” Caleb asked when they were inside the restaurant. She raised her chin to meet his glance. “Can…can we get married right away?” Caleb’s eyes narrowed. “I would love to. But why does it seem you’re in a rush? You said we should take time, so the wedding goes as planned.” She breathed out. “My mom wants me to marry someone else.” Triana lowered her gaze. There, she finally said it. “What did you say?!” Caleb was horrified.

MARRIED TO MR RIGHT(MMR) * * * #01 "There all done" The makeup artist Brian had told to make me up said to me. I felt the tears coming out from the corner of my eyes. "don't you want to see how it looks?" she asked again but this time placing the mirror in front of me. I took it from her and threw it on the floor making it smash into a million pieces. My life is being ruined and I can't seem to do anything about it. I can't believe I'm getting married to this arrogant bastard.

Mommy blinked and then let out a sigh. “I don’t want other people to know about you. That you have become a mistress. Kara, pleaseee… You’re old, Darling. That’s it! It’s time for you to get married. Your daddy and I are old. So we want you to settle down in a quiet life.” “What a quiet life, Mom? Do you think I’ll be quiet when I get married? Tsk!” it was obviously stressful, as what she said. I don’t know what shall I do.

"As long as Robin is in perfect health, Cynthia or I would be happy to marry him!" Robin's expression darkened, his refined, gentlemanly mask vanishing instantly. "Kathy, are you implying that I'm carrying some kind of disease?" Cynthia quickly added, "Health screenings before marriage are such a common practice these days. A virtuous man like you wouldn't mind taking the test, right? "Besides, you had such a violent reaction to the smell of seafood earlier. We're worried about your health."

I stood there long enough for the noise of the party to settle into background sound and then I heard voices from the other side of the hedge. I went still and listened "The party was just the beginning." Marcella said. Her voice had dropped the performance it wore in public and it's now hard. "The pressure is out in the open now. The whole pack knows about the heir. She will crack under it." "She is stronger than she looks." Kattie replied with a chuckle. "I have been watching her." "Then watch her crack." A pause. "I have already started taking steps too to make her do that," Kattie said carefully.

Urgh “I never thought she would get married. Not because she's blind,but you know she's…special.” I look at the newlyweds that Ingrid is whispering about and I can't lie,the last person I expected to get married was her. Melune Viremont. Second daughter of lord Tharion Viremont and lady Elira Viremont. The house of diplomacy and divine scholarship. Priesthood in political cloth. “Do you think they fell in love or it was arranged?”

She has to do this or Annie could go on and on. “Did you say that I’ve been there before!? Are we... that ... important?” Marianne asked her. “Well, of course! Your grandfather is Lord Arnold Williams, he donated a lot to the community and other charities around the world! I remember my mum saying that your family is close to the Royals so it’s no wonder to have your presence at Buckingham Palace,” explained Annie. Marianne stares at Annie while digesting the information. Her planned new life seems to have a lot of adjustments. She had a feeling that it’s going to be more difficult than she thought.