Book Wedding Proposal Novels & Stories

He said, “I’ll be dramatic. I’ll be nervous. I’ll embarrass myself in the most spectacular fashion if it will make you happy.” “Good.” I breathed. He hugged me again, tighter this time, like he was trying to keep me from floating away, “One month of planning, and a proper proposal.” He murmured into my hair, “And then we’ll get married. Slowly. Exactly how you want.” I laughed against him, the sound small and delighted, “Exactly. And you’ll wear something ridiculous that I pick.” He snorted, “I will not wear anything ridiculous.” “You’ll wear a bow tie.” I said, certain, “A bow tie with little pictures of my faces embroidered on it.”

Lucy also had a look of pure shock on her face as she stared back at us. “Unlimited. I’ll pay whatever just to make sure that the wedding turns out just like how she wants it,” he repeated firmly before pointing a finger my way. That’s…crazy… “Alright then. Thank you so much. That is it for today. I will work my hardest to send to you a proposal including computer graphic mockups of all parts of the venue. The venue will be at the church that you mentioned during our phone call earlier, is that still, correct?” Lucy asked with a broad smile.

Something told me that this moment was going to change my life, his life, and our future forever. Without taking his eyes off of me, Bradon slowly got on one knee. It was a scene that I had witnessed my times before both on screen and in real life when my friends got proposed to. However, to see it happen to me made it feel so unreal. With his eyes still meeting mine, Bradon slowly handed me the bouquet of roses. "Marry me, Dahlia," Bradon proposed simply.

"Thank you so much love" "Oh and I really hope you're not one of those women who have planned their wedding since you were 5 years old and everything has to be a certain way". He said with a small wry smile. She shook her head slightly. "Not at all, you can just say if you have any preferences”. "Hmm what do you say, the beach, in the sunset, let's say in about an hour's time ?" He asks her. Fuck he was serious, he not only proposed, he wanted to marry here and now. "But what about our family and friends ?"

“Be aware that I’m doing this marriage thing once in my life and I expect a real proposal, with a ring, you on bended knee, spouting words of love, holding flowers.” “Always setting the scene, aren’t you?” “Only because you need so much help.” “A lifetime of help."

The house where we will spend our life together. I'm not a romantic kind of guy and Jamie knows this. So I hired help to make the back garden a romantic setting for the proposal later, lights and flowers that kinda thing. I hope it works. If she even turns up. "Would you like a wine menu while you wait, Sir?"The waiter asked. "No, not yet. I'll wait until she gets here."I replied. I pulled my phone from my pocket and sent Jamie a to message to find out if she was on her way. Five minutes had gone by and she didn't reply. I was starting to worry.

I lift one brow; “you proposed to me but I haven’t seen a ring yet. And finally, I want the right to invite one special guest for the wedding.” I lift my chin and pin Bhyron in place with a look that screams “sassy queen.” I hope. “So, future husband, can you fulfill my conditions or should the wedding really be called off?”

“Little bunny, did I miss something?" “Of course you do. How could you suddenly propose without a ring or make it a little bit romantic." I replied. “A ring? Do I need to propose with a ring?" He asked. “Yes, you are supposed to buy a ring. Once you get the ring, you will make the proposal a surprise event to make it a little bit romantic by romantically decorate the place where you chose to propose to her. Some people gather their friends to witness the proposal but some do it among themselves and you need to make it in such a way that the girl in question will feel emotional once she sees what you prepared for her. It's one of the days that every girl anticipates but I don't think I'm amon

"What do you mean, do I want to get married?" I laugh, awkward and breathless, stepping back even as my body trembles. "It’s a question," he says, stalking toward me. I keep retreating, but he doesn’t stop, crowding me toward the bed. "It has two answers. I only need one. Not all this talk." "Is this a proposal?" I ask, skeptical. Because it sounds more like a demand. "Isn’t that how you do it?" His eyes flick briefly to the side. He grabs a black book from the nightstand and slips it inside his shirt. "I don’t have much time, little bunny. Yes or no?"

I said, truthfully, squeezing my eyes shut at the distressed look that fleetingly darted across his face. “Avery, what can I do to convince you,” Gideon said, leaning forward. “Can we just… try and do some things like a normal married couple?” I pleaded, “Everything has happened so fast.” Gideon nodded once, solemnly, “I already planned on it,” he said quietly, “I am planning a proper proposal ceremony for us on the night of the full moon.” I gaped at him. I hadn’t been expecting that. “A ceremony just for us? Not the whole pack?” I breathed. Whatever my doubts might be, that sounded horribly romantic.