The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn By Laurg Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was a fundraiser for a charitable cause. Atticus led me to a table that had eight chairs, six of which were already occupied. I was surprised once again when Atticus pulled out my chair for me to sit down. I was sitting between Atticus and a really beautiful lady. “Wow, you are so pretty” The lady startled me as she spoke out of nowhere. “Atticus, where did you get such a fairy as a bride?” She leaned her head forward so she could see him. “Thank you, but your beauty is nothing compared to mine. You are so stunning, it’s unreal” She was truly beautiful, though I may have exaggerated a little bit, but I was the best when it came to compliments.

Moments later, a group of women wearing pink maid uniforms appeared in front of the double doors. They're giving me their curious looks, some of them couldn't hide the judgemental reactions for my overly-ruined gown. Yes, ladies. I'm the new corpse bride now. How amazing is that, right? Damn it! "Everyone, this is Atasha. I know she looks awful but i want you to bear with it. Atasha, these are my helpers." Atticus introduced. "Hi! Nice meeting you..." I forced my chapped lips to smile at each of them.

Atticus said nonchalantly. After a moment, he added, "Looks like she's here for money." I raised an eyebrow, looking at Atticus. That woman certainly had his attention. At that moment, the mysterious woman laughed while talking to Oliver. Then, she subtly changed her position, giving me a full view of her face. Lauren was right. It was the woman from the clothing store. Curious, I asked Atticus, "What's her story?" "She's an actress who was disfigured. Liora took her in when she was at her lowest after the incident. She just returned from undergoing plastic surgery in another country. She’s only been back in Foswood for less than a month," Atticus whispered in my ear.

"Can you listen for a second? I'll tell you why the bride is not Clarice. First, her name is Charice Evans. If she is indeed Clarice do you think she will stay silent and not take revenge on us? Her husband is the leader of a powerful rogue pack. They could easily wage war against our pack or hire snipers to kill us. But she didn't do that. And last but not least, they invited us to attend the wedding. If she was Clarice she would never have invited us. Do you understand now?" "I understand, but I can't help it. I'm still bothered by her voice," Aurelia said anxiously. "Stop worrying so much. Let's just enjoy the party," Kaspar said casually. "I'm not planning to ruin my awesome experience t

Keith stared from her to Angela and then at Lindsey who just sat there without saying anything, he walked out of the room. Audrey stomped out of the room with a frown face, she was now wearing a skimpy blue dress which revealed her features. walking down the stairs she bombed into Thalia. "Mum told me about the wannabe bride" Thalia mocked standing in front of her. Audrey burst into a peal of loud laughter, thank goodness there wasn't any reporter around, her laugh would have attracted their attention. "Wanna be bride, I think this title should be given to the fake bride upstairs because no matter what you or your mum do, I would always be the one Keith loves," Audrey said. Thalia could sens

"Enough with the nonsense. Hurry up and get dressed. Lex is already waiting downstairs." With that, my mother yanked me out of bed. Once I got in the car, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. I didn't open them again until the car pulled into a remote alley on the outskirts of town. We had arrived at the bridal shop Veronica had chosen. The moment we walked in, she pointed to a wedding dress and smiled. "Catherine, this one suits you best. Go try it on." Numbly, I let the sales assistant lead me into the fitting room.

Chapter 4 Let’s get married Prince Sinclair Miller sat in the restaurant, waiting for his supposed bride to be to arrive at the location too. Though the restaurant had been reserved only for this purpose but it still felt a bit stuffy to him. If Sinclair hadn't been forced to come, he wouldn't have showed up at all but he didn’t have any choice. This marriage is important for the whole state. The merger between the Miller and Harrison companies must move forward. And if it is delayed, the state would have to suffer for it.

However, Mikhail's face remained stoic, his anger simmering beneath the surface as he struggled to maintain a neutral expression. Ronan Marino stood up, a charming smile on his face. "It is with great honor and pleasure to introduce to you the future Bratva's bride, Donatella De Luca." He walked towards the door, opening it with a flourish. Donatella stepped in, her navy blue gown shimmering under the lights. The off-the-shoulder design accentuated her elegant neck, and the knee-length hem showcased her toned legs. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, and her bright smile lit up the room.

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Heavier than the blue silk, covered in thousands of tiny obsidian shards that caught the light like frozen tears. "The Unwanted Bride is dead," the Architect whispered as the doors closed. "Long live the Vane." We ascended, not to the hotel, but to a private hanger near the capital. As I dressed in the black gown, my fingers brushed against a small, hard object hidden in the hem. I pulled it out. It was a bobby pin. A simple, professional bobby pin, identical to the ones Sarah had used. Pinned to it was a tiny, handwritten note: