Novel & Cerita Next Bridgerton

“It’s just wild and it’s quite embarrassing because Caspian knew about it all these while. That was why he kept saying I wasn’t going to get married to Alexander. He knew I was going to end it with him if I found out.” “Caspian seems like an interesting character.” He was. He was relentless and he had a gun. Bridget’s eyes strayed to the watch on her wrist and I took it as a sign to stand up. “I’ll leave you to it. We’ll catch up later.” She looked at me sympathetically. “I wish you could stay longer.” “Consequences of being an adult, I guess. I’ll see you another time. If you don’t have to work tomorrow, you can come over and we can drink my sorrows away.”

Despite the initial arrangement, Alexander had grown genuinely fond of Bridget and gifted her the necklace on her birthday. But the next time Alexander saw that necklace, it was on national news. Victor Blackwell, had publicly gifted the amulet to Bridget during the grand opening of one of his firms. The media portrayed it as though Victor had procured the necklace himself, enhancing the narrative of their romantic involvement. Bridget and Victor became the trending couple, their story splashed across tabloids and news channels. Alexander, who had yet to make his relationship with Bridget public, watched the spectacle unfold with a mix of anger and betrayal.

He shut the door then went over the other side and go in. “Are you ok?” He asked her. “Yes, thanks.” She replied, unable to avoid looking at his handsome face. He nodded a little, started the car and drove off. ~~**~~**~~ Bridget and Elena were already seated at the VIP section in the Club waiting for Amanda. Elena brought her boyfriend Stephan along while Bridget brought her Fiancé, Louis. It was going to be a great night but somebody was yet to arrive. “Finally.” Bridget sighed when she sighted Amanda coming up the stirs with a fine young man behind her

My father catches her just in time. "What are we going to do, Martin? The guests are out there, and worse, the Sinclairs are waiting for us to provide them with a daughter-in-law to seal the deal. We can't go out there and tell them that the bride won't be coming today; we can't," my father soothes her, telling her it's going to be alright. "We'll figure it out." He tells her. "I'm sorry, but we don't have time to figure it out," Adrian interjects. His voice was cold, and from the way his brows were furrowed, he was just as much confused as I was.

I didn’t hear from him again, as expected. I tried to forget him, I tried to put him behind me , but it was very difficult, my body still betrayed me, it still craved him, my skin still burned for his touch. I think I might be going crazy. One morning, while sipping coffee in my living room before heading out, I turned on my TV and there he was on my TV screen, Elliot and a beautiful elegant woman by his side. Breaking news: The Crown Heir, Elliot Silvercrest, announces his engagement to Ariana Redhart. The sacred union between two royal houses is set to heal generations of rivalry.

James stammered, crawling backward. Akam crouched before him, his glowing eyes locking onto James. “nothing too personal.” James didn’t even have time to scream. Nellie Bridge – Heiress to the Bridge Empire and daughter of a billionaire senator Sir Muhammad Nellie paced her lavish bedroom, her phone pressed to her ear. She was deep in conversation with her fiancé, discussing their upcoming wedding. The sound of gunfire shattered the tranquility of the night. She froze, the phone slipping from her hand as her bodyguards’ shouts echoed through the house.

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.

A young woman holding a baby. The woman looked exactly like Amara. But older. Different eyes. Different posture. Regal. “Is that… me?” Amara whispered. “No,” Dante said slowly. “That’s your aunt.” --- THE FAMILY SHE NEVER KNEW Dante continued reading. “Your mother wasn’t the heir,” he said. “She was the protector.” Amara’s head spun. “The true heir was her sister—Isabella Okafor. Leader-in-waiting of the Order.” Amara covered her mouth.

One hot mess after the next. The interview went well, a little too well. She was beyond perfect for the position and would be a trusted ally in the office for both Damon and his father. The biggest issue wasn't having her around, but knowing that Bridget would be haunting the edges of the place now too. She would use Delilah's new job with M&B to get closer to Damon and see if she couldn't whittle her way back into his life. It was inevitable. The bitch had tried everything else. Damon couldn't stop himself from thinking this too was another ploy. He finished up a few things and got up to walk down to Bethany's office only to find her gone.

" A woman stepped forward, draped in gold silk. Seraphina Beryl—the heiress everyone expected Houston to marry to seal the merger. She was stunning, but her eyes were like shards of glass as they landed on Brittany. "Houston," Seraphina purred, placing a manicured hand on his arm. "I heard you picked up something... interesting... at that auction. I didn't realize you were into charity cases." Houston’s face remained a mask of stone. "Brittany is my fiancée, Seraphina. "A fiancée?" Seraphina laughed, her voice carrying across the ballroom. "How quaint. I didn't know the Vane Empire was being built on used goods.