Who Did Coriolanus Snow Marry Novels & Stories

With a tone that was carefully diplomatic, Maisy chimed in, "Marion, Kyla and Sebastian had a simple wedding ceremony abroad. We wanted to keep things simple, so we didn't invite everyone. I hope you didn't take it to heart." Marion waved it off with a smile. "Of course not. We're family, after all. Come on. We've got a private room waiting." Once inside, the group settled around the table. No sooner had they sat down than Maisy's eyes landed on Gideon. "Marion, this young man is unfamiliar. Is he Ella's boyfriend?" Marion hesitated, her smile faltering. "He's…" Before she could stammer further, Arnold spoke up confidently, "This is Ella's husband, Gideon Snow."

Clinton Rory saw her, the hatred increased even more, if it weren't for her and Helga Rowena's sabotage, he and Louisa Eira would now be married. The person he loves is Louisa Eira but now he has to marry Vivian Letitia, how can he be happy? All because her mother Helga Rowena flattered his grandmother, so that her grandmother forced him to marry Vivian Letitia, he did not want to marry her for the rest of his life. He glared at her with hatred and criticized her.

After all, Snow did not have much experience in the working world, so she would need someone capable of assisting her. Snow nodded firmly and promised, "I'll try my best." "Alright then, run along." Dillion waved his hand, gesturing for his daughter to leave. Snow acknowledged it with a nod and left the office. Once Snow was out of the office, her complacent smile immediately appeared. 'Finally, it's time to turn the tables. From now on, no one would dare look down on me. As for Nicole, her appearance was the sole reason my love life was ruined. She was the one who prevented me from getting married. I'll make her pay.

Alessio reached for the recorder, clicking it on. Mrs. Apple inhaled deeply, her voice steady though her eyes shimmered with the weight of memory. “The Lady Novair was married to the Monsignor in Sicily, many years ago. But it was not a marriage of love. It was for connections. For power. There was no compassion between them.” My ribs ached with every word.

Just then, a voice crackles in my head through the mind link: ‘Alpha Jasper. I have the intel on Cora.’ It’s Beta Smith. His timing is impeccable, as usual. ‘Go on,’ I respond calmly, though I already feel tension coiling in my chest. ‘Her full name is Cora Thompson, née Montague. Daughter of the Bloodthorn Alpha. She’s married—to Alpha Liam Thompson of the Snowcrest Pack.’ Everything inside me goes still. Married? The word detonates like a bomb inside my skull. My jaw tightens. My fists curl. The room tints red with rage. She’s married—and pregnant.

She said, turning to leave but pausing at the door. “It’s Marianne Corelle, not Skarsgard. Don’t forget, I was never truly your wife. I’m sorry for ruining you,” she said, her tears falling as she walked out of the house that night.

she says. I drop my eyes, looking at her as she comes up to help me with the tie. “Of course not. I am not marrying a woman that Cassian chooses.” I growled. “Well, better a woman of high standards than that Snow girl.” She said as I moved back. There was nothing wrong with Katrina. “And why not her?” “Really? Is that something you even have to ask? She was married, and who knows what kind of men she was with while in that camp. It’s just— “

"So tell me, what did you find out about her?" "Snow Cassano is an Italian child of Mr Alessio Cassano and Mrs. Bianca Cassano who lived Italian for ten years after their marriage, they had a son before Snow; Marcus Cassano who was Ten years old when they moved from Italy to New York while Snow was just five..." Malia started and I frowned.

Jane lifted her head suddenly to look at Sean. “Shut up!” Before she could finish, Mr. Summer yelled angrily, “How dare you talk about Rosaline like this?” “Shut up!” Sean berated Mr. Summers coldly. Then, he looked at Jane. “Continue.” “I didn’t hire people to hurt Rosaline. She died because she was suffocated by Mr. Summers,” she said, looking at Sean with a serious look on her face. “Do you believe me? Do you believe that I’m innocent?”

“After Corinne died, the elders and council began questioning me. They whispered about my decisions. They criticized my leadership. I knew I needed a distraction—a bride who would absorb their scorn. Your mother was perfect for that plan. A widowed she-wolf with no influence, and with a human daughter no less! So, I married her.” He lets out a scornful laugh. “And my plan worked perfectly. The council focused their contempt on her and on you while I played the grieving alpha seeking comfort. It worked beautifully.”