Novel & Cerita Nora Roberts Lost Bride Series

She promised to come back once everything in her life was in place, but it took her 3 years and everything didn’t work out. The man didn’t deny her the chance. Although he was losing the best doctor, he had no right to hold her back at the company. So Nora left and got married, no one knew that she was the doctor who operated on Lucy Wilson. During their time together, Adam thought that Nora was someone he felt a strange bond with. He had lost his daughter years back when she was just 4 years old and after looking for her everywhere, he never found her.

Henry's love for his daughter surpasses any obstacles or restrictions imposed upon him, and nothing will prevent him from being there when she needs him the most. Nora's heartache consumes her as she sits alone on the floor of her room, her bridal attire flowing around her. The once joyous and hopeful bride is now enveloped in sorrow, her tears falling freely, dampening the delicate fabric of her wedding gown. Thoughts of Terry's accident replay in her mind, intensifying her anguish.

“She came to the bridal shop. That was the last time I saw her. She had lost a lot of weight and was wearing a convenience store uniform. She stood at the entrance but didn’t come in. She said the wedding dress was beautiful and that I would look good in it.” Elena’s voice trembled as she continued, “She also said you have a weak stomach, and I should take care of you. She said you don’t like talking about your feelings, and when you’re upset, you keep everything to yourself. She told me to stay with you and talk to you, even if you got annoyed.

Inside the limousine sat a bride. She was dressed in an elegant white wedding gown, her head resting against the window, and her hands folded neatly in her lap. She wasn't sleeping. She was dead. Lorrie slowly walked closer despite Lorenzo's warning. The moment she saw the woman's face, she gasped. The bride looked almost her age—beautiful, peaceful, as though she had simply fallen asleep. Around her neck hung a silver placard. Three words had been engraved into it: > **Contract Brides Die.**>

A triumph of good over evil. As a child, I remembered waiting impatiently to head to church every Sunday, wanting to listen to Father Able’s sermons. Now, as I stood in the same house of the Lord, I was overwhelmed by a sensation of nostalgia as I crossed the familiar pews to head to the office in which the Father resided. But unfortunately, I wasn’t here to just pray. I was here for the reap purpose for which I had come back to Ruthwell in the first place. Our wedding. Gabriella’s and mine.

The question hung in the air, and Bella could see something change in Nora's expression. "I'm already married," Nora said with a slight laugh, but there was something forced about it. Brett looked confused, glancing around at the others to see if he had missed something important. "I'm married to my company," Nora explained, her voice becoming more businesslike. "You wouldn't believe the workload I've had since Nicholas died. There's so much to sort through, so many things that need to be handled." Brett's expression grew more understanding, but also disappointed.

Chin tipped up. Her gaze—even behind the sunglasses—carried clear sarcasm. "Go back where? That prison with a thousand rules? Back to being your puppet?" She tilted her head slightly. "Mr. Joubert, did you forget? Your bride's my 'gentle and sensible' sister now. Nora. It was all over the news—Joubert and Carrington, perfect match." A beat. "And here you are, grabbing your ex in public." She gave a faint, sharp smile.

Nora felt sad because after she died, Liam would be left alone in the world. She didn’t want to leave him. She wanted to witness a future with him. Liam hurriedly carried Nora into the car and sped towards the hospital. “Please, stay with me, baby,” Liam said hoarsely. Nora vaguely heard someone call her name before she drifting into unconsciousness. --- At the Keaton’s mansion. The entire hall had erupted into chaos. Just some time ago, the bride stepped out to greet the guests with a radiant smile on her face. Suddenly, they heard from the servants that the groom had escaped the engagement.

My new rivals Erik Clearing my throat, I push on, “Besides, mother when did you ever see me lose?” In an effort to emphasize that I never lose, I shook my head. “Nonetheless, do not worry, you won’t be given a new daughter-in-law, because Nora, is and always will be my wife. You know that this is a family legacy.” “From the age of ten, she was mine. And no matter what a paper says, before God, she is and always will be my wife, until death does us part.”

The moment of silence that was created did not make Robert answer Rose's regret. "I--I… I will be your bride." Rose clenched her fists when finally forced to say the taboo sentence. She tried her best to hold back her tears falling in front of the man she hated so much. "Send all the bridal make-up to Rose's apartment today and bring some of your men to stand guard here." Robert hung up the phone after calling one of his bodyguards. "I won't let my bride run away." Robert laughed with satisfaction seeing Rose's trembling body. He had forgotten his anger at being abandoned by Rosa, his real bride-to-be. Now Robert feels he has something more challenging, namely Rose.