Novel & Cerita Tag Del Novio

Nothing good can come from engaging him. "And now, I wish to announce yet another union. The joining of my family and the Moreno's through the marriage of Diego and my second born daughter Alessandra. Your betrothal has come to an end and now, a wedding is looming in the horizon. We look forward to your presence at the celebration! Saluti!" "Saluti!"

Cicely laughs. About half an hour later the fireworks start and near the end, I feel Nova shift in my arms and their lips find the tattoo on my ribs “Mi Corazon! Mi amor! Te amo! “ they accentuate each thing they say with another kiss. “You are so beautiful to behold! Happy birthday, my Love!” They stand and kiss me sweetly before I feel their hands on my back and they whisper “Your other birthday present is gonna need time to heal, so we should fuck later because for a week or so we won’t be. We both were talking about frenum piercings and I made us appointments for tomorrow morning.” Oh, fuck, that made me really hard! *******

Eventually, she hesitantly reached out and brushed her fingers against my cheek, but her heart wasn't with me, which was why she never noticed that the wedding schedule in the group chat listed Marcel as the groom. "Remember to get up early tomorrow. I'll come pick you up myself!" Before sending Delilah off to the wedding hotel, I stood beside Marcel and waved enthusiastically. My smile couldn't have been brighter. Delilah nodded, but she wasn't looking at me. A minute later, reflected in the taxi windshield, I saw a message appear on Marcel's phone. [I told you before—you are my only husband. That's why I've transferred all of my premarital assets to you. Let's pretend tomorrow's wedding be

Then he walked over to me and clapped me on the shoulder, with a friendly smile on his face. “So,” he said casually, “are you seeing anyone? Dating anyone?” I was caught off guard by the question, but I kept my face neutral. “Not particularly,” I said carefully. “But there is a woman from a pack alliance, who is an Alpha’a daughter. Her name is Nova. My family wants me to marry her.” Declan nodded, looking very pleased. “That is good. Every Alpha should have a Luna. It is good that you want to settle down.”

When he smiled, he looked like the first warm day after a hard winter. I hid the name Castellano. He hid the name Moretti. We had no grand wedding, no family blessing, no witnesses except the lake and the wind. We exchanged two plain silver rings, and that night he held me close and said, "When we have a real wedding, I'll put the most diamond tiara in the city on your head."

''I choke on air, from what Luc said. ''What? '' I ask without understanding very well. ''I asked if you want to get married. ''I look at the two of them in disbelief. If I want to? I don't know, I never thought about it, why. ''But don't we already act married? ''The two smile. ''Yes you are right. We act like we're married, but we want you to have our name. My heart just missed leaving my mouth. ''Are you serious? ''And why do we play with it? '' Damon asked seriously. ''We love you, Tom. Even if we act like married, boyfriends or partners. We want you to have our name, a ring on your finger, showing everyone that you are ours.

The evening air felt heavier than usual, pressing down on me like an unbearable weight. My fingers trembled as I scrolled through my phone, my screen flooded with notifications—messages, tags, mentions. My breath hitched as I saw the headlines. Breaking News: Selena’s Best Friend is Marrying Her Longtime Boyfriend! Their pictures were everywhere. I*******m, T*****r, TikTok. Every platform was buzzing with the scandal, and I was at the center of it. Not as the bride. Not as the friend celebrating love. But as the fool.

I looked up at him surprised. Though it was subtle the gesture was blatantly possessive and loving. "You don't expect to see the bride in her wedding party, how observant." Del said in an Ia mocking tone ." Who were you expecting to see? The moon goddess?" Drake blinked for a moment a bit of his poise faltering, he almost choked as he stuttered. "Bride? Layla is your —" "You're right," Del remarked cutting him off, his grin growing. "Layla is now my mate and Luna."

The day everyone had eagerly awaited had finally dawned, marking a pivotal moment in Aria’s life—the day she would marry James, the man she had come to love deeply. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement and joy as everyone gathered to witness their union. For Aria, this day symbolized more than just a wedding; it was the culmination of love, hope, and the promise of a brighter future with the man she adored. The lush surroundings of Tagaytay, with its verdant gardens and crisp air, provided the perfect backdrop for this momentous occasion.

"Do you, Inés Delgado, take Carlos Mendoza to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"