Next Bridgerton Novels & Stories

Thinking I was kept in the dark, Lana breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "That's good. Take good care of the wedding arrangements. After the baby is born, I'll hand over the company to you and be a housewife." I did not respond but silently opened the wedding invitation, looked at the name on it, and sneered. She had no idea that I already had someone else as the bride, although the wedding was proceeding as planned. The bride's name on the invitation was not Lana Piller. It was Mabel Dawson, my childhood sweetheart. Lana always thought I had no other choice but her, which was why she always acted so superior, thinking she had me completely under her thumb. However, little did she k

Two weeks ago, her boyfriend, Mark… At the thought of his name Cassandra broke down fighting back tears. He must have seen the news. She is sure it's everywhere already. The only granddaughter of Black Hastings will be getting married to Sebastian Spenser. Will he resent her? Will he think she knew about this and plan all along? Though She and Mark had not exchanged the 'I love you' yet she is sure they're getting there. With one year of being with him, what she felt is similar to love. She must find a way to contact him. Her phone was taken away as soon as the wedding processes started.

His arm wrapped around my waist protectively. “Sit down, babe. I got this,” he whispered. I nodded silently, sinking back onto the bed. “How may we help you?” he asked Charlotte with a frown already forming on his face. She winked at him — actually winked — like I wasn’t sitting right there, like she still had some claim over him. But Adrian didn’t even blink. He stared at her with such coldness that I almost smiled. “Uhmm,” she began, biting her lower lip, “I’m looking for my necklace.”

“Let’s go. It’s time for our wedding.” … It wasn’t until I stood at the altar that I realized just how many people had shown up. New York royalty. The power families. My father’s oldest mafia allies. Everyone was here. Except her. Not a glimpse of Seraphina. Lila was here, though—fashionably late, but present. Which made Seraphina’s absence even more glaring. Still, I waited. Until finally, the host’s voice rang out over the speakers, “Please welcome our bride… Vivienne Walter.”

“What did he say?” “That Northbridge was pushing too hard, too fast. That they needed to slow down before someone noticed the money moving.” Elena’s eyes flicked to me, something unreadable passing behind them. “I didn’t think much of it at the time. I was more concerned with my own wedding being arranged like a business merger.” “And now?” I asked. “I’m starting to think Northbridge had something to do with arranging this whole marriage,” Elena said quietly. “That neither of our fathers actually chose this. That they were told to, because whoever’s behind Northbridge has enough leverage to make grown men do exactly what they’re told.”

"Like we're all blind." "James," their mother hissed. "Hush." "I'm just saying, if you're going to bring your boyfriend to your sister's wedding, maybe don't insult everyone's intelligence by—" "James Alexander Bridgerton, I swear to God—"

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Along with this is the ex fiancée of the Prince from the French royalty and also the younger sister of the known billionaire, Gabriel West. Her name wasn’t confirm by the royalty and the following information is still not disclose to protect her royal identity. Further reports will be made later this evening. Have a good day, everyone. Au revoir! ** And so my world crashes. I kneel down on the airport floor and sat, crying. Where are you Neola? 계속 Dundundunduuuun, so what's up?

“I, Ethan Thordoff accept Daniella Mogan Preston as my lawfully wedded wi, and I…” and the vow went on… *** After the vow ended, and the couple had exchanged their vows, Mogan moved over to Hilda and then pointed the bouquet at her. “Me?” She raised her brows as she looked around. “You don’t want to marry my brother anytime soon?” She faked a frown. “Yes… I mean, no. He has not even asked me to marry him yet! I guess he doesn’t want to,” she said and spared Liam a cold glance.

His voice carried a touch of intrigue as he revealed, "Ian, I must clarify that Meera is not the bride. The bride is Sunena Malik, the daughter of the esteemed Malik estate." Ian's eyebrows furrowed in surprise, his curiosity piqued by this unexpected revelation. "Sunena Malik? I wasn't aware of this. How fascinating! It seems there is more to this wedding than meets the eye." Mr. Zafar Lucia nodded, a hint of satisfaction evident in his expression. "Indeed, Ian. The alliance between Peter and Sunena holds great significance, not just for our families but also for our business interests. It is a union that solidifies long-standing ties and paves the way for prosperous collaborations in the f