4 Sisters Wedding Novels & Stories

“I have some questions about the perimeter…” My mother squealed happily when I walked into the atrium of the Spring Building and gave me a big hug. There were four other women along with Carly, all still wearing cotton robes. I said hi to the two other bridesmaids I knew, then hugged my sister. “It’s your big day!” I said, tears welling in my eyes again. “I can’t believe you’re getting married today!” “Me neither!” My sister had a similar build as me, except her hair was curly where mine was straight. She also had darker eyes, which scanned me up and down. “You’ve already had your hair done?”

“What about the wedding party, though? You can’t just offer them more money to do what you need.” “No, you’re right,” I agreed. “But it seems like everyone is all right with the date we’ve chosen. My little sister is my maid of honor, his sister is his best man, and we’ve decided not to bother with bridesmaids or groomsmen. Just keep it small. A family thing.” “That’s sweet.” She grinned. “If I was marrying into the kind of money you are, I think I’d be inviting pretty much everyone I knew just to make a point.”

my twin sister roared, eyes literally blazing. “Calm down baby,” Krallion sighed. She gave him the ‘don’t you start with me’ look. You see, at this point in time, I just sat on my bed, watching the chaos unfold. It’s my wedding day and nothing seems to be going right. My sisters have been planning this day since the twins were born. They sent out invites and it honestly is the biggest wedding I know of. More than five thousand people are expected to attend, and that’s just the werewolves. There are about four thousand vampires attending. In the past six months, Silas and I have made a lot of acquaintances.

He mind links me, his eyes going black. My cheeks turn pink before I scurry my way to the alter where Lysander, Vladimir, and William are all standing. The song changes to the traditional Bridal Chorus by Wagner, as my dad escorts all three of my sisters down the aisle. The wedding ceremony goes off without a hitch but we are all tense, waiting for the moment that the Dark Fae and Beatrix will strike. Walking out of the ceremony, Queen’s “Another One Bites the Dust” starts playing as my sisters and their new husbands walk towards the reception area in the grand ballroom.

" An excited murmur filled in the air. "For the bachelor and bachelorette party. The youngsters are gonna receive emails from us. Also, no one is allowed to drink too much before the wedding day. I want everyone to be able to enjoy my wedding fully." That was it. The way she said it on that stupid letter, I thought she was planning to have parties every single day. Also anyone could get drunk anytime of course, she would arrange alcohol for the wedding. What would she do with the drunk people then? I looked around but did not see the one I was looking for. Sarah's sister Sierra was no where to be seen. Her only sister was getting married but she was absent from there.

Athena complained. Maggie shot her a cool look. "The wedding is in five days. There's no time to relax." And my sisters are officially home, Pru thought. "We hired a wedding planner. And Pru's here. Shit's being handled. Right?" Athena looked to Pru for confirmation. Her lips twitched. "Shit is, indeed, being handled." That her sisters trusted her to do exactly that was both flattering and maddening. "See there? Now relax, woman." Athena flopped down on the overstuffed sofa.

At my engagement party, my fiancé and my parents had prepared a table filled with mystery boxes. My younger sister, Elena Hayes, wrapped her arms around my fiancé, Adrian Whitmore, and sweetly pleaded, “There are so many mystery boxes. Madison can’t possibly open them all. Can I pick three too?” Adrian affectionately ruffled Elena’s hair. “You never change. You’ve known your sister and me for so long, yet you still act like a child.” Our parents, Charles and Victoria Hayes, smiled indulgently. “Our Elena has always been lucky. Maybe she’ll win something amazing.” Elena eagerly grabbed three mystery boxes before anyone else could stop her. She opened the first one. “A ten-day honeymoo

I just closed my eyes and tried to casually face them all. I greeted my fiance's mom and kissed her on the cheek. Max's four sisters smiled at me. We sat around a large table with sacrificial cakes, cookies, roasted chicken, and wines. "Hmm .. can I call you sister liah?" their youngest girl asked. “Of course, I am your sister-in-law. Don't be shy, besides we're only 3 years apart.”

Victor sits beside Ethan, and I am surprised as well as amused to see him alone with no girl escort fawning all over him. My mum is chatting away happily with Mrs Kate Ackerman, Lisa's Aunt. Mr Marcus Ackerman, who is also Mrs Kate's husband, is talking with the priest who will be officiating our wedding tomorrow. Claire, Mrs Kate's youngest daughter, sits beside Jennie, both teenage girls taking pictures of themselves together, their silly girly poses nearly making me laugh. Isabel, my older cousin and also Jennie's elder sister, sits beside her husband Bryant, both of them looking so lovely. Their twins—James and Annie, both eight years old—seem to be dragging a plate of chocolate cookies