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Lucifer's last bride

Stacey Brown, a fierce feminist lawyer is entangled in a web of ancient secrets and mystical forces. Bound by her parents' arrangement to marry the chauvinistic Frederick August, Stacey's life takes a drastic turn when she becomes the coveted bride of the enigmatic and powerful Lucifer, known as Azrael in the mortal realm. As Azrael's sacrificial bride, Stacey's fate is sealed, but the fallen angel finds himself inexplicably drawn to her innocence and purity of heart. Torn between his loyalty to his dark legacy and his growing feelings for Stacey, Azrael must choose between his immortal existence and saving the woman who has awakened his long-lost heart. Meanwhile, Frederick, hiding secrets of his own, must confront his family's dark past and decide whether to protect Stacey or uphold his family's ancient obligations. As lies and deceit threaten to destroy their relationships, Stacey must navigate the treacherous landscape of love, loyalty, and sacrifice. Will she choose the fiery passion of Azrael who would burn the world to save her? Or the familiar comfort of Frederick who would be a hero and save his world? Dive into this romantic fantasy, where the boundaries between good and evil blur, and the power of love becomes the ultimate weapon in the battle for life.

Luna_Noir07 · Urbain
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Chapter forty-two – The Wedding Day

The sun shone brightly over the Augusts' villa, making the meticulously prepared garden feel a little like paradise. The air was alive with a proportionate mix of excitement and anxiety as the Augusts, the guards and housekeepers bustled about, putting finishing touches on the garden and the entire villa. 

At very strategic points, there were cameras everywhere, and Henry had more than one team assigned to the control room for the CCTV footages. He was not going to take any chances today. If anything happened, and he prayed it did not, he wanted hard evidence to present to the world.

In the garden, a stunning arch made of intertwined vines and adorned with delicate white flowers and greenery stood majestically, framing the altar where the ceremony would take place. The aisle was lined with a few rows of elegant chairs, each one adorned with a tiny bouquet of flowers and a delicate ribbon.