A Flair For The Dramatic Bride Novels & Stories

She was accompanied by the horde of fireflies and each of her strides on the red carpet glowed. All eyes were darted on the bride falling under her spell. She is drop-dead-gorgeous and looks like straight out of a fairy tale. Sumire slowly sauntered onto the red carpet while eyes lock on Mort in his black suit oozing dark auras around opposite to his bride who was as glowing beautifully as the moon behind him. His smile was wicked and dangerous, like a predator stalking its prey.

It was like he'd expected the 'unforeseen circumstances' The bride's mother did the right thing by noisily bursting into a fit of weeping. (she had been saving her tears for the moment when her daughter walked down the aisle as a married lady,and saw no reason to waste them) As it was,she provided a touch of extra drama by collapsing and having to be carried from the church. On the other hand,the bridegroom's mother was made of sterner stuff.She nodded grimly,making the feathers in her hat wave as though caught in a strong breeze.

****** The Celebration Commences Amelia surveyed the room, her eyes landing on the bride. Catherine was at the heart of the crowd, radiant in a cream-hued evening gown that accentuated her curves. Her golden hair was styled flawlessly, a delicate tiara perched atop her head. She radiated elegance and allure, effortlessly captivating everyone in her vicinity. However, when their eyes met, Catherine’s composed demeanor faltered slightly. For a fleeting moment, a hint of irritation crossed her face, quickly replaced by a saccharine grin.

He indeed was loving the disgusted looks she got when she stepped in wearing a white dress which didn't look any less like a bridal gown. Ignoring everyone, she walked to the corner and took a seat when at the cue the door of the room opened and the soft music started playing at the entry of the bride, Bree didn't hide the arrogant glint in her eyes and proud smirk on her lips as her father walked her towards the blank man. Ace didn’t make any move to help her up and stayed standing in the same spot which made Bree's father to escort her up and it didn't fail to make her enrage at Ace for being so cold to her. The vows started and Bree let out a whole essay which seemed like she was trying t

Then it spreads to the rest of the group. “Oh my God,” one of them says, a guy with a septum ring and a wine glass. “You’re the Rue, right? From the wedding yesterday?” Claire grins wider. “See? Iconic.” “You wore that blue dress!” the brunette says, already pulling out her phone. “My entire feed is talking about you. Like, you broke the internet a little.” I blink. “Wait, seriously?” The guy waves his phone too. “You’re trending, girl. The bride who ditched white. Bold. Romantic. A little scandalous. We love it.”

“Don’t worry though. Maybe you’ll play a billionaire's wife on stage someday. Dream roles, right?” The comment stung sharper than it should’ve. But Elara didn’t flinch. Instead, she brought out her phone to confirm the news herself. Her fingers tapped the screen rapidly, searching — and there it was. A blurred paparazzi photo of her and Adrian at the estate gates. The headline read: "Mystery Bride? Billionaire Adrian Wolfe Rumored to Be Married in Secret Ceremony." Her heart thudded as she read the short article. No name mentioned. No confirmation. But it was enough to stir the world.

“Let them know. For once, the truth is on our side.” Back at the penthouse, we turned on the TV. Every channel was covering it. “From Wrong Bride to True Love: The Voss-Harrington Fairytale” Clips played — our dance at the charity ball, the way Alexander defended me in the boardroom, even blurry photos of us leaving the art gallery together. Commentators called it “the most romantic business merger in history.” I sat on the couch, stunned. “They’re painting us like some kind of love story.”

“Her wedding was anything but small.” Penny’s husband was English. She’d met him while visiting England on holiday, and they had fallen in love. It was only afterward she found out he was titled and had a castle, where they now resided. Their wedding had been small but lavish, costing me more than both my other daughters put together, even with the groom paying some of the cost at his insistence. There had been a great deal of pomp and ceremony that day, but it had been a lot of fun. Aiden had gotten a kick out of Penny’s new title of Lady Penelope Pulham and had taken to calling her “Lady Peepee” the rest of the trip. Luckily, her husband was amused and had laughed along with Aiden, accepti

The air buzzed with activity as decorators, caterers, and event planners worked tirelessly to transform the beach into a breathtaking wedding venue. On the wedding day, the beach was adorned with pristine white decorations, flowers of various hues, and elegant drapery that billowed in the gentle sea breeze. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the gathering. The guests, a mix of Andersons and Laos, filled the seats in anticipation of the union between Felix and Charlotte.

She mumbled in a shrug as she diverted her attention back to the sandwich. **************** Don sat down on the couch with his legs crossed as he pressed his phone whilst he wait for Lillian. He was already growing impatient, so he signalled for Draco to come closer. Draco came forward and bent over. "Get........." The sound of clicking heels interrupted him and he looked to see Lillian climbing down the stairs. She was dressed in a blue sparkling flare gown with white heels. She had a white purse to match. Don was almost unable take his eyes off her, even Draco and Rex got dazed by her beauty at that moment.