Happily Ever After

Happily Ever After

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By:  Jayson  Completed
Language: English
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Seventeen years old Rosemarie Mazur battles managing her new stepfamily and a pursuit from England's prince, after her mum's heart breaking passing. At the point when she starts succumbing to Russia's crowned prince, a dark force decides to obliterate her once and for all. Could she at any point genuinely accomplish a "Happily Ever After?"

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One - A Wicked Arrival

Rosemarie's POVI stood outside in a pale blue, plain, modest dress that fell to my knees, with white stockings and simple black shoes. My luscious, dark hair sat in a neat bun. No makeup was powdered onto my face. No adornment sparkled my ensemble.After the death of my mother, Lady Janine Mazur, I had found no reason to be the center of attention. I hid behind plain clothes, despite being a nobleman's daughter, and only had a few friends. Even though I had always been a beautiful girl—a young woman with soft curves, flawless skin, dark chestnut eyes, and gorgeous hair—I didn't flaunt or exploit it. I believed that beauty came from within, and it should be viewed as an undiscovered, masked treasure.Kindness, love, and a pure heart was all that mattered.The sky was nearly black, and the utter grimness of the clouds threatened to depress me. A strong, earthy smell filled my senses—rain was approaching. Suddenly, the sound of wooden wheels bouncing along cobblestones surfaced. A fanci

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50 Chapters

One - A Wicked Arrival

Rosemarie's POVI stood outside in a pale blue, plain, modest dress that fell to my knees, with white stockings and simple black shoes. My luscious, dark hair sat in a neat bun. No makeup was powdered onto my face. No adornment sparkled my ensemble.After the death of my mother, Lady Janine Mazur, I had found no reason to be the center of attention. I hid behind plain clothes, despite being a nobleman's daughter, and only had a few friends. Even though I had always been a beautiful girl—a young woman with soft curves, flawless skin, dark chestnut eyes, and gorgeous hair—I didn't flaunt or exploit it. I believed that beauty came from within, and it should be viewed as an undiscovered, masked treasure.Kindness, love, and a pure heart was all that mattered.The sky was nearly black, and the utter grimness of the clouds threatened to depress me. A strong, earthy smell filled my senses—rain was approaching. Suddenly, the sound of wooden wheels bouncing along cobblestones surfaced. A fanci
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Two - Memories and Dreams

Rosemarie's POVAfter delivering Rhea, Vasilisa, and Jillian's overwhelmingly heavy suitcases, I went upstairs to my bedchamber. My pale blue dress was dark from nearly being drenched, and the fabric irritated my skin, as if it was viciously glued to me. My poor stockings were ripped, my sturdy shoes were squishing with rainwater, and my beautiful hair was so wet and tangled that I just wanted to pull it out.Sad and frustrated, I yanked off all my clothes and laid them out on my ebony bedframe to dry. I pulled off my shoes and sat them in an empty corner near my polished bookcase. The only things left were my undergarments—a solid, white brassiere with lace-edged bloomers. I quickly got out of them and grabbed a satin robe, one I hadn't worn since Mother died. It was colored a rich purple, and it actually used to belong to her. Sometimes, it felt like I could smell her scent, as if she was still alive and here with me.Tears gathered in my eyes, but I forced them away and exited my b
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Three - From Happiness to Heartache

Rosemarie's POVFairston Academy loomed in front of us in all its Gothic glory. The sharp angles of the pinnacles and towers gave it a formidable appearance, emphasizing the gray-black pallor of the stone. Vasilisa, Jillian, and I exited the carriage one at a time and walked towards the school in our painfully heeled shoes. I held all of our totes and was lagging behind because of the large amount of weight. Vasilisa strutted ahead, her platinum-blond hair flying around her like a veil."Hurry up, Rosemarie," she ordered. "I can't go inside and look like an idiot who showed up to school without her things." Muttering curses under my breath, I walked faster, strengthening my grip so everything wouldn't fall.Jillian was slightly behind Vasilisa, her stature not as arrogant as her sister, but still fairly haughty. She seemed more average with her light brown hair, which was in a style that sat atop her head. However, she had the Dragomir eyes, and Jillian couldn't help having the snotty
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Four - Plenty Of Surprises

RPOVAfter pouring out my heart and soul with sorrowful tears, I got off my bed—which was now a little damp—and took my journal from its place under my large mattress and got the gold key from the bookcase. The velvet material felt soft as I opened it and went back to my earliest entries, specifically the one when I had found out that Mother died.My hand mindlessly stroked the dry ink on the off-white page. I could feel the tears gathering again; however, I blinked them away and forced myself to read.December 28th, 1682Father is depressingly solemn this evening. He won't leave his private study, and I brought him dinner, hoping that he would let me in, yet he merely cracked the door open and took the plate of food wordlessly before shutting me out.The reason for his behavior is because Mother died today. She left in a carriage to run errands; however, she got lost and ended up falling into a deep ravine, where she was killed from the impactful injuries, along with the horses and c
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Five - Going Too Far

RPOVPrince Adrian Ivashkov is here in England? From what I've heard, he was a scandalous scoundrel who did nothing but bed various women, smoke cigars, and drink. Finding out that he needed a royal girl to marry was a definite surprise—he didn't seem like the sort of man who'd maintain a long-term commitment to one lady.Vasilisa and Jillian squealed like blushing schoolgirls and jumped in excitement all around Rhea. Father moved away to give them space, wincing from their loud noise. I secretly rolled my eyes at my stepfamily and went to stand beside him. "They're immensely happy upon hearing his arrival," I noted unenthusiastically. "Did the notice say how Prince Adrian was planning on choosing a bride?"Father suddenly seemed tired. Slight wrinkles were engraved in his tanned face, standing out like cuts. "It said that his parents, King Nathan and Queen Daniella, will host a party for him. All maidens of at least noble blood are invited. He will get to know the girls and make his
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Six - Wants And Needs

RPOVThe sky was beautifully dark as I stepped out of the delicate carriage that had picked me up from Fairston Academy. Its blue-black hue seemed like the depths of the ocean at nightfall—frightening yet captivating. I struggled bringing my loaded, leather tote into the manor when a royal messenger suddenly appeared.I nearly jumped out of my dress as he walked up to me. The fellow appeared slight and awkward in his commoner clothes, his skin very pale and his eyes and nose too big for his face. He looked very goofy and young, however I put on a smile and ridded my judgments."May I help you, sir?" I wondered kindly.The royal messenger bowed, displaying a black satin hat. "Good evening, Miss Mazur," he greeted respectfully, his voice fairly high. He moved his small hands from behind his back and gave me something that resembled a package. "I've been sent by Prince Adrian to deliver this gift to you," he explained.My eyebrows rose in curious interest. The package felt fine and fragi
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Seven - The Rarity Of Special

RPOV—Two Weeks Later"What do you have there?" asked Mia, her light blue eyes curious as she sat beside me on a majestic fountain, clear water pouring behind us. Her scarlet-red gown sharply contrasted the paleness of her skin and lightness of her blond curls. She smiled sweetly while waiting for my response.I tried to combat the blush rushing to my cheeks yet failed. Placing a dark strand behind my ear, I answered, "It's a gift from Prince Adrian." I held up the delicately wrapped box, the metallic ribbons falling away. Mia widened her eyes and squealed excitedly, bouncing like a little girl.She grabbed my arm, staring at me intensely. "He gave you a present?""Multiple, as a matter of fact," I automatically corrected."Oh my goodness, Rosemarie. Do you know what this means? Prince Adrian likes you, and he wants to be with you!" Mia exclaimed with such emotion, you'd think she was talking about herself. Suddenly, my friend shot up and twirled like a ballerina. "Prince Adrian loves
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Eight - Confessions

RPOVHer gloved hand lightly touched my shoulder, as if she suspected I was dead. I could almost feel her jade-green eyes boring into me—she was silent and lowly breathing for a long while. I was ready to turn over...until Jillian softly said, "Rosemarie, you need to get dressed. We have school, and we're going to be late if you don't hurry."Going to Fairston Academy was the last thing on my mind. Its Gothic architecture and art seemed to be a distant memory. I had been lying awake all night pondering my date with Prince Adrian—did it feel right or did it feel wrong; would I do it again; should I even go to his party? It was consuming me inside, and I knew I had to forget about it.However, not thinking about it would make me feel guilty. If I couldn't go through with our courtship, I'd have to tell Prince Adrian, and his feelings would be hurt. He wanted me to be with him so much…I couldn't just crush his heart.I rolled onto my side, staring at Jillian's chartreuse dress. "I'm not
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Nine - The Prince And The Party

RPOV—Two Weeks Later"Are you excited for this evening?" asked Lissa, running her nimble fingers through my dark, luscious tresses. I sat in front of my giant, full-length mirror, watching as she carefully and expertly styled my hair. Her jade-green eyes stared at my reflection expectantly, waiting for an answer. Silence hung around us as I was trying to think of what to say.Prince Adrian and I had still been courting over the past couple of weeks, yet I didn't think I was wholeheartedly into our relationship as much as he was. Prince Adrian had showered me with gifts, took me to multiple venues for romantic dates, and dropped me off at Fairston Academy and picked me up. Everyone now knew that I was his territory, and no one challenged him. He was making the message insanely clear.With Prince Adrian's party being tonight, I felt both reluctant and enthusiastic. My brain was demanding me to be energetic and absolutely interested in the entire event; however, my heart dreaded having t
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Ten - New Beginnings

APOVOnce all of the maidens left the palace, I went to an empty table in the ballroom and practically swallowed a glass of red wine. The bitter liquid raced down my throat, lightly stirring my stomach, bringing me a familiar and comforting burn. I could hear my mother, Queen Daniella, coming up to me, her heeled shoes clicking against the marble floor."Adrian, what's wrong?" she questioned, placing her manicured hand on the shoulder of my suit jacket. Her forest-green eyes were swimming with worry as they penetrated me. I sighed loudly, setting the wine glass down, internally wishing that I could just continue drowning myself in alcohol without any disruptions.I turned around to face her. "I'm stressed, Mother. How am I going to choose a bride in a month when there were countless maidens that came here tonight?" I demanded, running a hand through my stylishly messy, brown hair. She nodded in sympathy, moving closer to embrace me. I was too uneased to return the gesture, but I appre
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