Ash And Serena Wedding Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help but think about the consequences of what I had done. In high society, weddings were monumental events, and this unfortunate incident on our wedding day was bound to affect his public image. Jethro's frustration grew. "Serena, if you continue to overthink, I'll shut your mouth right now!" His handsome face tensed with a mix of worry and mild irritation.

“Yes, Serena, drastic. We’ve been together for three years! You can’t just throw away all that because of a meaningless fling.” “It might not have meant much to you, Douglas, but it meant a lot to me. It revealed his little respect you had for someone who was meant to be your wife in a few days.” “Serena–“ “I’m done, Douglas!” I intercepted him. “Pack up the rest of my things for me, I’ll come pick them up.” His jaw clenched. “I’m not packing shit. I’m not going to let you embarrass me like this. Everyone is watching! Everyone is still waiting for the wedding!”

“Dylan, are you okay? What the heck are you talking about? Of course, my sister can't go to your wedding. She’s getting married today too.” Dylan felt like he had been struck by lightning. He froze, completely stunned, and his mind went blank. His hand trembled as he gripped the phone, hardly believing what he had just heard. “M-Married?” he forced the word out. “To who?!” His voice rose uncontrollably. “Haven’t you seen the financial magazine or headlines lately? She’s marrying the heir of the Muller family—Jasper Muller.”

“Tell everyone, Isolde! Tell them! We are the ones who truly loved each other! “Back then, I was foolish and not ready for marriage—but that’s no reason for Caspian to take you for himself!” The whispers around me crashed like waves. “Who is this man? Weren’t Mr. Ashford and his wife always seen as a loving couple?” “So whose daughter is that?” “Quick, take a picture! This is going viral tonight! Huge news!” Isolde stayed silent. I gripped my wine glass tighter and tighter, until my knuckles ached. Thayer’s gaze shifted to me, eyes sharp and venomous. “Caspian! You knew perfectly well my relationship with Isolde. You knew Sera was my child. So why did you sneak in?

"Today marks a very special wedding. The Greco siblings are getting married on the same day. May both couples be united for life." The Greco family's 470-million-dollar wedding gathered elites from every corner of Astora and caused a sensation across the city. Everyone envied Serafina Greco, but no one could have imagined that her brand-new husband would be in her sister-in-law's bed. Through the narrow gap of the door, Alessandro Madonia stood bare-chested while Matilde Denaro, who had just married into the family, leaned against him.

“That’s not good enough, Asha. Tell me. What’s going on?” She exhaled shakily, her hands gripping the saree tighter as if it were a lifeline. Panic surged in her chest, but she pushed it down, knowing she couldn’t falter now. “I… I didn’t know you were serious about marriage,” she murmured, the words barely audible. He froze, his brow furrowing in confusion. “Marriage?” he repeated, the sharp edge in his voice softening slightly. She nodded, keeping her gaze averted. “I wasn’t sure… if you really meant it.”

Anna kept whispering and spreading rumors about Ivana to some of the guests and it was going around. “You mean she left Raymond to be with Asher Jackson because he is a famous billionaire? She is such a gold digger”. People kept whispering and spreading rumors about her. “You all can join in the celebration of this wonderful marriage. Join the couples on the dance floor”. The MC announced. They paired themselves in twos and joined the couples on the dance floor. Asher was dancing with his mother, while Ivana took a rest and stayed at a corner to drink a glass of champagne.

Voices shouted questions all at once. “Mr. Calloway, is this your new girlfriend?” “Who is she?” “Nate! Over here!” He pulled me closer, tucking me against his side like I belonged there. “Gentlemen, this is Serena Voss. My fiancée.” The word sent a shock through me. Fiancée. God. A reporter shoved a recorder closer. “Fiancée? When did this happen? You’ve never been seen with anyone seriously before.”

“Lola, I promise to stand by your side through every storm. There isn’t a future for me without you in it, not in this life or the next. This pack—this world, is better with you in it and I want nothing more than to be by your side, watching you do these incredible things. You’re going to change everything, and my only hope is that I’ll be there to see it myself. Will you do me the honor of marrying me? Will you be my wife?” I didn’t realize I was crying until Asher reached out and gently swiped at my cheeks with his thumb. My lip trembled as I fought to speak. There was so much, so many things I wanted to say to this man—the one that claimed every piece of my imperfect heart and filled the

How can I move on without you, William? Their wedding photos sat on her dresser, and she brushed a thumb over the glass covering them. In one photo, they were both laughing. Violet couldn’t remember what had made them laugh like that. William had looked especially handsome in his tuxedo. Although he hadn’t been as handsome or as tall as Ash, he’d been handsome in his own way. He’d had kind eyes, and he’d told the cheesiest jokes. He’d told Violet one on their first date and she’d fallen for him right then and there.