Nora Roberts Lost Bride Trilogy Book 2 Novels & Stories

He shook his head, “It wouldn’t make you a weak spot. Even Sadie isn’t my weak spot. But you… I can’t lose you.” “So are you just going to let me go? Let me marry someone else.” Brad gripped my hand and squeezed. “No.” He deadpanned. “What are we going to do Brad?” I asked. *** The door threw open and Nora burst in. She looked stunning with her hair up and her professionally done make up. Her satin red dress with an open slit hugged all her curves. She looked more nervous than I did and I was the bride! “Your mother is here. She doesn’t look very happy.”

Clapping an arm on my shoulder, she turns and heads upstairs to his room. Following him, I enter the second bedroom, larger bedroom, but it is considerably smaller than an Alpha’s suite in a packhouse. Would a simple existence be enough for a future Luna? One where she Reaching inside my pocket, I pull Nora’s number from my pocket, as memories of seeing her for the first time invade my thoughts. **************************** FLASHBACK- MORNING OF THE MATING CEREMONY- SILVER RUN TERRITORY Ares paws are pushing into the damp morning earth, more anxious than normal. His nose pressed into the ground, searching fervently for something. A scent that must be so faint that I haven’t even registered i

Claudia announced with mock cheer, “isn’t this cozy? A beggar’s wedding with barely a soul to witness it.” Vanessa snorted, covering her mouth as though she couldn’t contain her delight. “I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. “Elena, in her dirty apron, is marrying a man dressed like a vagrant. Perfect!” Heat rushed to my cheeks. My fists clenched at my sides, nails biting into my palms. I wanted to vanish, but Adrian only pulled out the chair beside him at the registrar’s desk and said firmly, “Sit.”

📌 Author’s Note – Book 2: The Maid Who Was Trapped by the Billionaire Hello my dear readers! ❤️ Thank you so much for your unwavering support for Book 1. Because of all of you, we have now reached a new chapter in the story of Roxane and Dark Nathaniel. In Book 2, the battle becomes more intense and more emotional. It is no longer just about the love between the two of them, but also about what they have long been searching for—the twins who were separated from them in the midst of tragedy.

And beside me, the woman who had been his bride-to-be, now my wife, shrouded in secrets. I wanted to believe her. God help me, I wanted to. But as the car rolled on, I knew one truth I couldn’t ignore. If Zaria had a hand in Roman’s death… I would find out. And no vow, no contract, no fragile thread of love buried beneath hatred would stop me. The silence stretched between us, unbroken, until we pulled into the penthouse driveway. The car stopped, the driver got out, but still, neither of us moved.

I was once a reader who would get angry at authors for not updating, but after walking in their shoes, I would tell my past self, "Shut the fuck up, Rophine!" This is it. The end of the rope for us. You can follow me on F******k using my penname. Love y'all :) The end (Damn, I already said that.) ### Synopsis of my next book MATE OF DECEPTION When skeptic Kaiya Kincaid's best friend Linda Crowe is killed by a werewolf, she's forced to flee and seek protection from Kael, dominating and ruthless alpha werewolf who claims she's special. He would pretend she was his 'mate' and the Luna of the Crescent moon Pack to keep her safe.

Attempting to climb up once more the guards snatched me by the arms and moved back. When my screaming and fighting all went futile I resolved to plead. “Tell me what’s going on, please.” Ava moved out and whispered something to the one heading the wedding. “I'm sorry ma'am but you can't be here? The wedding must go on—-” I snapped, my anger having the best of me.

The silence in the hospital was ice-cold, pressing on me like a weight. Yesterday was supposed to be my wedding day. Right before we exchanged rings, Ethan got a call and just... walked out. My grandma, sitting in the front row, was so shocked she started coughing up blood. I begged for help, but all anyone did was laugh at my misery. I called Ethan again and again. No answer. By the time I got my grandma to the hospital, it was too late. She was gone. Ethan left our wedding for Bella. Even through my grief, I arranged her cremation and planned a small funeral. Just as it started, Ethan walked in—with Bella right there beside him.

“You abandoned me the night before our wedding. You left me waiting at that damn altar like I was nothing!” “I didn’t choose that!” I roared, hands clenching. “I don’t even remember it! Damn it, Amara, don’t you get it? I woke up with pieces missing. My entire life—you—were just... gone. Like you never existed. And no one told me anything. Not Ivy. Not my family. No one.” Her breath hitched. Her lips parted, but no words came out and then finally she spoke and somehow I wished she didnt.

Left alone with her thoughts, she went over what she had talked to Rose about and it only made her feel even more lost. Nora had enough of being in her own head, calling Roseline didn’t help at all, instead, it only fueled her only not so nice thoughts, she couldn’t keep thinking about a married man the way she was doing, she shouldn’t be looking out, waiting for him to walk back in, she shouldn’t be worried about his mood either. All it took was a couple of days in his presence for all her resolve to wither away and all she could think about was him and an almost kiss that didn’t even happen.