Violet And Riley 90 Day Fiance Mga Nobela at Kwento

The moment Violet stepped into her home, her phone chimed. Violet unlocked the screen. It was a photo. In the image, Grayson stood shirtless, his back facing the camera. Ruby, in a strapless mermaid wedding gown, had the long hem of her dress hitched up to her waist. Her pale legs wrapped tightly around his strong torso. The pose left nothing to the imagination. Another notification followed. A video. On the screen, Ruby clung to Grayson's neck, her voice breathless, tinged with laughter.

Violet said. "You're right. Let's go out; boys might get bored waiting." Khali said. "Wait, I'm just peeing," Violet says, and she immediately goes into one of the cubicles. - As Khali and Violet exited the restroom, Khali and Rye's eyes met. He smiled at her gently. When they approached him, Rye immediately held her hand and kissed the back of it. "Are you okay?" asked Rye. She nodded. "Yeah, why?"

Mrs Smith used her handkerchief to wipe her tears away, she was so emotional. They finally found their granddaughter but she was already married. Now they could only try to make up for the things she missed. __ "Do you take Tara Holmes as your wife in terms of sickness and good health?" "I do" "Do you take Richard Jewell as your husband in terms of sickness and good health?" "I do" "You may kiss your bride " What next after the exchange of vows is dancing and eating. Dance Dance Dance. The end.

Right there on the couch, a few had already moved on to full-on sex like no one else was around. Violet and I ignored all of that and walked straight to the counter in the middle of the room. We didn’t waste time. We ordered our drinks and jumped into our own little bubble, talking and laughing like nothing else mattered. While sipping my cocktail, I caught the bartender winking at me before walking away. I rolled my eyes. Violet noticed and burst out laughing. “So, I heard you’re going to marry Kaelion,” she said teasingly. “You know, the alpha from that other pack.”

Sweat dripped down my forehead right into my eyes, and the sudden sharp pain made me narrow my eyes instinctually. I tapped into the messaging app on my phone, wanting to ask my boyfriend, Cornell Glover, how long he was planning to make me wait. However, a notification popped up on my phone just then, informing me that he'd just posted a new story on his Instagram. The photo was a view of the stage from the VIP front row, and on the right side of the image was a slender wrist making a hard metal fan gesture. That hand was prominently displaying the limited-edition bracelet I'd bought for Cornell for 5,000 dollars.

I asked, nervously flattening my palms on my ankle-length dress. Daniel set the papers aside to finally meet my gaze. "He wanted Aeron to be certain before he let you go. Not many couples get an opportunity like this. Make the most of it, Nyla." "The real reason, Daniel," I insisted, carefully setting my whiskey glass on the table. "If you don't live under the same roof for 90 days, the billion-dollar merger tied to your marriage fails," he finally admitted. I let his words sink in. "I see," I nodded in understanding. "Thank you for coming, Daniel. I'll see you in 90 days," I murmured, a dry smile pulling at the corners of my mouth.

Violet, however, zeroed in on the diamond ring on my finger, her jaw dropping as her eyes widened. “Wait, the boyfriend? The one who proposed with that ring?” she asked, pointing dramatically at my hand. I nodded, my smile widening despite the nervous flutter in my stomach. “Yep, him.” “Who is this mysterious boyfriend of yours?” Violet pressed, leaning forward as her curiosity ignited into a full-blown interrogation. “Girl, stop hiding him already!” “We’ve been over this,” I teased, sidestepping her attempts to pry. “You’ll meet him when the time is right.”

Violet's POV Well I was right! Felicia did cause trouble. _ _ _ _ Today was the day of the wedding. Since we were living with humans, to legalize the wedding their way, we had get to married in a court. We finished the court wedding and we headed to the pack house to legalize the wedding 'werewolf style.' I wore a beautiful white floral short gown with my hair styled with pretty white ribbons. My mum gifted me the diamond accessories I was wearing to match with my outfit.

he said smoothly, "well, my name is Razi. What are the names of the beautiful ladies I have the good luck to meet?" "My name is Ree" aunt Ree said, fluttering her lashes. Violet raised her brows in amusement but remained silent. "And this is Violet, my niece" she gestured towards her as she gave a small. "Pleasure to meet your acquaintance ladies" Razi said as he took Violet's hand and kissed it. Violet gave a strained smile as snatched her hand away. His hands and lips were ice cold. He took Aunt Ree's hand and kissed it. His lips lingered longer on hers. Aunt Ree seemed not to notice how cold his hands were as she blushed furiously.

“Really? Because it looks like you’re prancing around with some woman while the whole world watches. How dare you?!” I moved toward the bar, pouring myself a drink to buy a moment. “She’s my fake fiancée,” I said finally, taking a small sip of whiskey. This was going to be a long night and I needed enough alcohol to get through it. Mirabelle froze, blinking as if she hadn’t heard me correctly. “Fake fiancée?” Her voice was low, dangerous. “Explain.” “It’s simple,” I began, leaning against the bar. “My parents have been pressuring me to settle down. You know how they feel about us.”