Novel & Cerita Titans Bride

Alex asked rapidly. “I told you, we’ll continue this conversation privately later. Do I know what it is? Yes, I do. That tattoo is proof that your wife is one of us.” Brent whispered his answer to Alex and Anna. He doesn’t want any nobles to hear them. Anna was stunned. What now? Why would a tattoo be proof that I’m part of the Octopus Kingdom? “Honestly, I don’t understand how your wife could have this tattoo. We’ll discuss it after your reception is over.”

Her whisper was soft, barely audible. Jayce swallowed thickly, anger at every deity pulsing through him. She didn't deserve this, not being bound to the Lord of Death. "Titania, the Queen of the Unseelie, the Queen of Air and Darkness. The bride of Death."

Something I didn't know existed. "I'm Titus," I said after we pull apart from each other so that we can breathe. "I know..." she said, smiling. 'Oh, Gods! What have I done to deserve such beauty? Her tan skin and curly hair and that green eyes make her look like a Goddess herself." "So...uhh...What are we going to do now, Titus?" "What do you mean? We are Alters. We'll do what all the Alters do. Move together, get married and have lots of kids." I said in a harsh voice.

My heart softens despite myself. I shake my head. “You don’t need to be. I know my limits.” “Like hell you do.” The response comes so fast I almost laugh. “I told you to stay away from the Reaper.” I wince. Titan points accusingly. “You married him.” “Technically—” “You married him.” “Fine. I married him.” “Exactly.” She throws herself dramatically against the back of her chair. “Which means your judgement is already questionable.” I roll my eyes. Titan ignores me.

"This isn't over, Alexandra! I swear you're never going to forget this day!" Albert screamed in desperation as yet another punch landed squarely on his face. Alexandra calmly adjusted herself in her wheelchair, watching with serene patience as the five human titans took turns quite literally smashing her ex-husband's face in. Eventually, one of them walked over and gently placed four of Albert's upper teeth into her hand. "Would you like the bottom ones too, ma'am?" the bodyguard asked with such polite sweetness, it was almost adorable.

You never know who would show up next around here in Creepville. Lady Cain has been pacing and talking to herself. She hops by her freeing the Titans she can get in Lucius's good grace and he'd choose her to be his bride. "Power. I'll rule the world and those Greek fools would bow down to me. Especially Aphrodite. I heard she's the most beautiful woman ever. I'll have to see that for myself."

So it can only be the first or the second. The voice that loves me resounded, even better than the first-class Juventus voice: “Are you waiting for me to propose? If it were you, Titania, I wouldn't mind getting down on one knee to put your ring on." Titania was clearly frightened, and immediately the light around the crown accumulated more, but in an instant it completely extinguished. Titania fainted in the arms of lord Zos. The fact that Titania became the queen was history, even if it was forced to marry, it would have happened. It's not related to Brawen, but why does she feel so hurt and angry. Titania is clearly waiting for her beloved to return.

Even vows were filled in spite and acrimony. Neither of us expect this to be a perfect union like my mother had tried to picture to the public. Sebastian and I knew this was just a legal arrangement and there's no turning back now. I'm no longer Cassandra Hastings. I now carry a new burden when I exchanged vows to the most ruthless men in the country some minutes ago. I'm now Cassandra Spencer.

It did end up being a little snug, but Maddi managed to make it work. Maddi gave Rayna, Gabbi, and Mia bride gifts. They were beautiful pink diamond earrings. Rayna gave her something old, Gabbi gave her something blue, and Mia gave her something new. Carter was a nervous wreck. Luckily Liam was there to help calm him down. Carter’s tux was dark grey with a white shirt and baby pink tie. The rest of the groom’s party wore pale grey suits with baby pink ties and boutonnieres. Liam of course was his best man, and Karl and Caleb his groomsmen. There were white and pink rose petals that covered the entire walkway. White chairs were set up on both sides with beautiful pink bows and ribbons lining

The flowers were perfect. That was the only thing going right. I had been awake since four in the morning making sure that the roses with just enough blush to look romantic without being loud, greenery that didn't overpower, ribbon tied the way Vivienne had shown me three times on a YouTube video she'd sent at midnight. Everything was perfect. The bride just wasn't here. Her text came at 6:47 a.m. "I'm sorry, Aria. I can't do it. Don't hate me. Please don't hate me."