Novel & Cerita Titan's Bride Characters

“Where is she?” “Her name is Selena.” Everyone gasped when Titus said this. Titus extended his hand to her in front of the crowds. “This is our new Luna.” “Are you playing some kind of game? Is it because you do not want to lose your position? Was that why you brought in a girl to pose as our Luna?” Titus shook his head. “She is my mate.” “That can not be true.” “Why could not it be? Is it because she was turned?”

Titan was none the wiser still that she couldn’t go outside in daylight, or if she did she was fully covered with an umbrella and rushed inside before the steam of her burning skin could show. “I’m sorry,” Titan apologised, kissing each of her hands. “I just couldn’t bear to be without you.” “Who the f*ck is this, Titan? Another one of your whores?!” Lamia’s eyes flicked to the radiant she-wolf approaching them with hardened expression. “What is she talking about?” Lamia asked, looking between them. Titan appeared nervous while the woman stepped up to Lamia, sneering. “A pretty Omega, Titan. She doesn’t even have a wolf. Guards-”

It takes me a second to react to her words, being distracted by being so close to her. But then the plea in her voice, the urgency of her tone breaks through the haze. “What danger, mate?” I ask, unable to let go of her face. “Queen Titania – stars! It’s too much to explain. I’m the product of an infidelity on Oberyn’s part and she has punished my bloodline for years. You are the key to me being set free. If she finds out that we’re mates, she’ll kill both of us.” Bridget’s voice is full of fear and it’s all I can do not to run out of the room and take care of the threat to her.

insisted Sprout. Titan nodded. “Well, maybe more like you than me,” said Sprout to Titan, sitting down on Titan’s shoulder. Titan’s laughter thundered through the room. “So he isn’t human?” Clarified Hayden. “Not exactly,” said Sprout. “And he’s married,” added Cory. “To Maman Dlo. My mother told me about it. She’s the mother of the water. She has the upper half of a beautiful woman and the lower half of a huge serpent.”

I am Aria Vitale. I am the director of the Vitale Foundation and a member of the operational board and the woman who tends the garden called Tuesday and the mother of a girl who is going to know from the earliest age that the world is full of things worth building if you are willing to be patient with them. I did not choose the beginning of this story. I chose everything after it. I would choose it all again. Every chapter. The difficult ones too. Especially those. End of The Vitale Bride

With a sharp huff, Cain turned and walked away, the crowd parting for him as he passed. Behind him, Vera lifted her glass. Orion met it with his own. They clinked them together, identical smirks stretching across their lips. And for the first time that night, Vera felt it fully— This was only the beginning. —— “Your dress is stealing the show, Ms. Vera,” Maya whispered beside her as they stood watching Didi and Cain stroll slowly down the aisle. The press were everywhere. Cameras flashed like lightning. Phones were raised high, people stretching on their toes just to get a better view of the bride and her gown. Vera overheard a group of women behind her murmuring breathlessly that they would

Draven, my ancient and cynical vampire half, adds with a tone of cold logic. “A proper introduction to Aylin might suffice. The scent of a true mate bond is a territorial declaration no vampire would dare challenge. It would be a bloodless declaration of war on her ambitions.” I agree. Vampires, with all their intricate laws of blood and covenant, dare not go after mated ones. The bond is sacred, a line etched by fate itself. I turn the corridor, my steps quickening with a pull that has nothing to do with direction and everything to do with destiny.

“Daddy?” Shawn’s grip loosened suddenly, and his face turned deathly pale. “Tiana, how dare you marry other guy with my child!” He stared at me, his gaze dark and menacing, as if trying to pin me in place. I rubbed my reddened wrist and looked at him calmly. “That’s right, I’m married. Tessa is his child. Shawn, you really think too highly of yourself.” “You think I’d believe you’re married just because you just found some random man to pretend to be your husband?” As if trying to convince himself, Shawn’s expression grew more certain.

he says. “It doesn't matter. You would have come ten years later, and it would still be this way, Dante. My heart, it’s solely yours.” He smiles and leans in again, and our lips press together, moving as one. Once, I was the bride he bought , a woman trapped in a bargain made out of power and pride, just so we could save our parents. Now, I’m the woman he chose. And this time, it isn’t a transaction, neither is it because of anyone else.

When the cold winds of winter blow, the Dragon God is said to make its presence known. “That’s not true,” I tell him, tugging at his hair to tease him. I've been doing it a lot lately. Thalon often becomes frustrated, but he knows he cannot act against me since I am the Dragon God's bride. “Levabonne is watched over by the omnipresent Dragon God everyday.” “You're only saying that 'cause you're the sacrifice.”