Bad Bride Dress To Impress Novels & Stories

"You can only go to the underworld to see her." Mom's smirk froze as Dad's expression turned grim. I floated behind Alex as I looked at his straight back, my heart aching. Mom's shock quickly faded as she commented disdainfully, "Ridiculous! To avoid going home for an arranged marriage and to get money from me, she even lied about her own death. She's really got some nerve!" Seeing how confident they were that I was lying, I only found it ridiculous. At the same time, it seemed only natural that they could not believe it. They only remembered me at this point in time to make me marry in Kelly's place.

My hair was also a simple bun at the back of my head, with a jewelled clip to hold my veil in place. The bridal gown was pure white and simple. The skirt was flowing with a slight train and the sleeves were lace. Although my father had objected to the ‘unconventional dress’ at first…but he had changed his mind at the last minute when my groom’s father, and by father’s good friend, Mr. Davis, had reminded him that this was the twenty first century and women dressing in lace sleeves was appropriate enough. And yet…Mr. Davis hadn’t thought that arranged marriages should’ve been left behind in the nineteenth century either.

But unlike Andrew, as a woman she knew when to use the word beautiful. "Thank you." Said Maggie, looking relieved. "So, which one do you like the most? These are my newest unreleased collections. Only for my special clients." She showed a rack full of hanging dresses. "Which one do you want to try next?" Lila's eyes slightly turned wide. She didn't want to try on any dresses again. So boring. It's almost an hour, good thing she didn't have class this afternoon. But Maggie was so nice and kind, she didn't want to hurt her feelings. "Hmm… How about I pick this dress I'm wearing? I like the simple cut."

Andrella’s POV . “Why didn’t you wear the dress which I gifted you?”, Cade asked, the moment he saw me in a peach color mermaid style gown rather than the red, which he had gifted me. “Well, It’s not that you are not looking beautiful in it but I wanted to see you in the dress which I gifted you.” “Cade, it’s Becca’s marriage. Not mine!”, I reminded him, fixing his tie.

I choked out, holding back tears. "Of course, sis. I wouldn't pass up this opportunity if my life depended on it. I owe you so much more than walking you down the aisle on your special day." He kissed my forehead. "Go get dressed; it's almost time. I will wait for you at the staircase." The bridesmaids wore powder blue dresses with white fur shawls, silver high heels, and matching blue and silver accessories. Jordyn, my matron of honor, wore a silver long-sleeved dress with her hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail with curls.

Some murmurs of admiration and whispers of anticipation floated among them, impatient to witness the extraordinary ceremony that was about to begin. The five brides, Holly, Loraine, Cayetana, Layla, and Athena, stood out among the crowd in their dazzling wedding dresses as they advanced one after another along the path. Holly wore a classic princess design, with a voluminous skirt and delicate lace details. Loraine was radiant in a mermaid-cut dress that enhanced her slender and elegant figure. Cayetana exuded beauty in a sleeveless dress with rhinestone appliqués that captured the sunlight. Layla defied conventions with a sweetheart neckline design that revealed her free and bold spirit. La

His fingers brushed mine for the briefest second as I stepped out, and that small touch sent electricity through my entire body. Inside the boutique, the designer and her team greeted me with bright smiles and excitement. “Miss Bennett! We’re so honoured to have you here today,” the lead designer gushed, clapping her hands. “We have an incredible selection ready for you. Your father mentioned he wants something elegant, timeless, and luxurious.” I forced a small smile, even though I felt like dying inside. They had no idea they were preparing a wedding that felt more like a funeral. Dress after dress was brought out. Beautiful, expensive, fairy-tale creations that would have made any other b

Emily's POV Three weeks after Alexander proposed doing our wedding "right," I stood in an upscale bridal boutique with Tasha, staring at myself in a mirror. The dress was perfect—ivory lace with delicate beading, fitted through the bodice and flowing into a soft train. Nothing like the simple white dress I'd worn to our Vegas ceremony. "You look like a princess," Tasha breathed, her eyes shining with tears. "It's too much," I said, turning to see the back. "The price tag alone—"

Soft music starts to echo around them as the bride makes her way down the aisle alone. Ryder’s eyes widen with admiration as he sees his bride walking to him. Scarlett is dressed in a strapless off-white satin gown which hugs her body perfectly. Her dreamy silhouette is highlighted by the pearls adorned around her waist while the skirt of her dress is shimmering with light silver glitters. Her beauty is elevated by the soft glow on her cheeks as a rosy blush appears. Her dark hair is partially braided with strands touching her smooth, pearly skin in a gentle manner. She gazes at him with her sea blue eyes, enchanting him with her mere presence.

Two weeks later, I was an hour away from marrying a man I didn't see myself ever falling in love with. I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the full length mirror to take a look at myself. The dress I'd worn for my wedding had been beautiful but this one was out of this world. It was a lacy A-line gown with a fitted waistline and a flare skirt. It was strapless with a sweetheart neckline and it made me look slimmer than I was. I loved it! "You look so breathtaking. My brother will literally swallow his tongue." Leon's sister Liese smiled. "You're the most beautiful bride in the world right now."