Ash And Serena Wedding Novels & Stories

Mira stood next to me in a black dress, her hand slipping into mine the moment the first camera turned in our direction. Whenever another camera pointed toward us, she gently rubbed the back of my hand. Anyone watching from home would have believed she was simply comforting a grieving husband. The minister stepped forward. "We are gathered here today to say our final goodbye to Aysha Hayes." The crowd lowered their heads. I stayed still, staring straight ahead at nothing in particular, my mind drifting back to the wedding twelve years ago, to a version of myself that had once meant every word he said standing at an altar just like this one.

“Hey there, sunshine.” Tanya Sheridan removed her hand from her father’s grip. “Ser, carry,” she raised her hands to Serena. Serena leaned down to carry the tow-headed toddler who circled her neck with her little arms and kissed her godmother at the corner of her mouth. “I must be in a bad way if a kiss from a kid is making me tear up,” Serena thought as she blinked back tears and breathed in the talcum powder scent from the girl. “You know you drive me crazy, don’t you? I might end up in bedlam because of how you make me worry about you,” Bo said to his wife as he ran his hand through his hair.

Was it proper for a high judge to be this submissive in front of a civilian? "I am here to turn this Remington, into an Ashwood" She felt a hand on her head, lightly resting on her tousled hair for a moment. She could deduce just how long his fingers were. He signalled the lawyer who handed the initial papers Halo and Talon had signed to Mr Vikram who scrutinized it. His eyes widened. Talon Ashwood was here to get married, and to this woman perched at his side, even at the mention of her being a Remington didn't stir up any familiar images. "Is she.......a distant relative of the Remington's?" He asked quietly.

"Gemma, the wedding is off." He carried her to the car and sped toward the hospital without another word. Gemma shattered completely. She grabbed Sloane by the arms and screamed. "You ruined my wedding." Sloane shoved her off. "Gemma, it was a 500-dollar wedding. What exactly were you expecting?" Her expression was pure contempt. "You thought 500 dollars was going to get you something that looks like a 100,000-dollar event? Dream on." That was the last thread holding Gemma together. She lunged at Sloane like a woman possessed, tearing at her and slapping her across the face again and again. Sloane fought back without hesitation, kicking Gemma to the ground, then turning on her heel to head f

Gosh! "Kayzer? Benjamin?" My mother is shocked when she saw closely Kayzer and Benjamin. Kayzer smiled and take my hands to my parents. I know they were all shock because this is unexpected. Fortunately,l we only invited few people. "Hon... you can run away from this," Benjamin says in his begging voice. I didn't reply because the priest started. "Don't try to ruin this, Benjamin," Kayzer threatened. I saw people at our back crying because I and Kayzer said yes to each other. Just a final vow and kiss then we are officially married.

Roy informed him. “You want to know why I came here?” Asher asked, his gaze fixed on the skyline. “Everywhere out there is buzzing with news about my wedding, everyone is happy because it’s a huge wedding of the heir of Emerson’s company Inc. one of the richest company in the world, and this is the only place that seem quiet since every staff has taken two days off due to the event.” He said softly. Asher drew a sharp breath and turned to Roy. “Do you have to ruin this silence for me with your constant reminder of my marriage?!” He yelled at Roy who stepped back, startled by how Asher would change his voice from soft to harsh in just a matter of seconds.

They both hold hands as they walk down the aisle, down the steps as they walk towards the altar, and when they get there, everyone is shocked as the blonde stares into the void. While for the blond it's all so strange, but it feels good, being with the blond, more so when they are still holding hands. A beautiful wedding to make you a slave to my eyes. The blonde Lucretia sighs, Jeff the blond tries to sigh, and be as calm as possible, he knows that his mother and Lucretia's family would be there, he had to keep calm, until his thoughts were immediately interrupted by a voice.

She stood there for a while looking dazed. After sometime, she came back to her senses and remembered Nick's words. She immediately pulled out her phone and went online. She widened her eyes in shock. Oh my!!Nick is such a perfectionist. He had known about treachery from a long time and even prepared a new proposal. It seems that she forgot how meticulous Nick was in his work. Good then our company is now #1 trending with the title "Asher group continues saga". She quickly opened the topic and read through it and said to herself, Wow, Mr.Asher is so awesome and she giggled to herself and patted her cheeks to bring down her excitement. "Ms.Mira, please don't slap too hard, we can't afford to

Sophia arrived with her husband, Caleb, and the three women—Alina, Irene, and Sophia—shared hugs and laughter. The ceremony was perfect. When Ezekiel turned to Irene and whispered, “You’ve always been the one,” everyone felt the emotion ripple through the gathering. They exchanged vows beneath a floral arch as the sun began to set, casting a golden hue across the sky. After the ceremony came the reception, filled with laughter, music, and dancing. Alina and Zander swayed to a slow song on the dance floor, their eyes locked, smiling in sync. Everything about that day felt like a warm promise—of peace, of healing, of love finally winning.

In the seventh year of our marriage, my wife, Serena Clark, digs up my parents' urns and places them in front of me. Then she gives me two choices. "Either give your designs to Seth so he can enter the competition, or I'll scatter your parents' ashes into the sea," she says. Clutching the designs I've just finished, I swallow my pride and give in as tears burn in my eyes. The next day, a photo of Seth Johnson sitting on a yacht scattering ashes goes viral. Serena comments beneath the photo, "I'll give you everything I have and spoil you rotten." I stare at the urns in the corner of the photo, feeling my blood run cold. My deceased parents and I have become tools Serena uses to please S