A Flair For The Dramatic Bride Novels & Stories

He could feel a lot of feminine lustful gaze following his strides but he couldn’t care less as he was used to the attention, he came across many familiar faces of rich and powerful celebrities, business Mongols and prominent figures in the society. He got into his acting phase, the unpleasant look on his face was replaced by a charming fake smile, it was time to mingle so he did effortlessly. About fifteen minutes after his arrival, the wedding proceedings commenced. It was the usual groom grinning from ear to ear, boring priest words, well seated guest things but the table turned at the bride's entrance announcement, all heads turned including Drake`s. Drake was amazed, the bride's look wa

She choked back a gasp of physical pain, her fingers trembling violently in his iron grip. In the heavy, echoing quiet of the cathedral, a soft, delicate laugh rang out. Julia Lee. She covered her mouth with a manicured hand, her shoulders shaking with silent, cruel amusement. Within moments, the surrounding pews erupted into a wave of suppressed titters and mocking murmurs about the bride who was ‘too fat for a King diamond.’ Darel released her hand immediately, wiping his palm against his trousers as if her touch had contaminated him. The priest cleared his throat quickly. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

“Miguel Sebastian of New York. Now, I am looking for a bride and you are looking for a groom so would you marry us, right now at your altar? Or should I get my bride from somewhere else?” Larissa didn’t know him but her stomach fluttered, giving her away so easily. He had guts and she loved it. Maybe he was her Prince Charming. He had to be, for that was one hell of a dramatic entrance.

She turned her attention to her—the woman in the strapless dress standing at the altar, the one wearing her ring, the one stealing the future she had once been promised. The bride’s lips curled into a smug, satisfied smile. As if Darla was nothing. As if nothing she said or did could shake her perfect little world and that only made Darla angrier. She turned toward the guests, making sure het voice was clear enough for them to hear. “Did you think you could knock me up and then marry another bitch?” “Lord have mercy” a woman yelled from the middle. Her words circulated like wildfire among the guests. The hall exploded into frenzy.

Said Tony in a husky voice. Without warning, Tony leaned his body closer to Lila’. His left hand tightly sealed both Lila’s hand up while his right hand lingered in Lila’s collar, motioning to tear her cloth. “Since you seem like to be fooled around, let’s have it then. We can get married after.” “NO…” Lila screamed. “WHO SAYS I WANNA MARRY YOU?” Too bad, Tony managed to tear Lila’s cloth, revealing her bra. He smirked. “Nice red.”

I spoke underneath my breath. "Luciano please do not make a fuss. You know the situation of things at hand. La sposa non sembra accettare." My mother retorted back. "The bride should not even be given a choice to accept or not!" I frothed on the inside, the mere thought of all this getting me so livid.

Evelyn stared at herself in the mirror. She had been crying for days, and now on her wedding day, her face looked pale and her eyes were swollen. There was no happiness visible on her face. The wedding dress she wore was indeed beautiful, but somehow it felt like a dress for her own funeral.

The bodice was loose and sheer with detailed embroidery, while the bottom flowed out from the waist and looked to be lighter than air. “It’s gorgeous, Cassia!” Alexa wasn’t sure how Cassia had captured the style she loved, but the dress was the most beautiful she’d ever seen. Cassia nodded her thanks. “Let’s get this on you so you can show the ladies waiting outside.” The dress was secured in the back and Alexa took a deep breath to compose herself. She couldn’t believe she was shopping for a dress… for her wedding to Salvatore Bradford. Only a few weeks ago, Salvatore had been an unattainable stranger. He’d been a business associate she’d conversed with for years, but their meetings had bee

The moment Clara reached their table, the atmosphere shifted very obviously. She carried herself with calculated confidence with every step deliberate and every movement designed to attract attention and it did get attention. Several eyes in the lounge followed her immediately. Her dress was tight and revealing far more than elegance required, hugging her figure provocatively. It was the kind of outfit meant to tempt and provoke reactions especially from men. Raymond noticed it instantly and nearly sighed out loud.Married woman behavior, he thought dryly. But Clara didn’t even glance at him because her entire focus was on Elias. She stopped beside him with a bright smile.

he crossed his arms on his chest as he stared at her in an intimidating manner. "Yes you are and I will never forget that but that also doesn't mean I cannot mock you for failing on your own words. Looks like the arrogant and playboy Raymond Baldwin has been tamed and it took only a novice bride to bring him to his knees, hmph" she turned and left the room.