The Accidental Bride

The Accidental Bride

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I swear it was an accident! A terrible, amazing, breathtaking accident that completely changes the course of my life. Yeah, I accidentally-on purpose married the prince of Monaco. It wasn't my fault that my father kept half of my own flesh and blood from me, and it wasn't my fault my mother left when I was seven months old and just happened to take my identical twin sister, too. It's definitely not my fault my sister says yes to the gorgeous prince of Monaco, but on her wedding day, has second thoughts. I was ready to be an actress, maybe on broadway. Maybe in a blockbuster movie, but of course, I find myself walking down the isle at a royal wedding. Next thing I know, I'm married. Next thing I know, I'm in love. But not with who I should be. *BOOK COVER IS NOT MY PICTURE, ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE OWNER OF THE PICTURE*
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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