Bridal Carry Novels & Stories

Ariana waved at me and I waved back too while Kayden began to walk and approach his car. I waved at Ivy and the two guys with her, while Kai and Ariana begin to go in another direction. Kayden got to his car, he brought out his keys and pressed on it, his car beeped, and he opened the passenger's door. “Will you put me down now?” I asked already feeling defeated, but he didn't say anything and lowered me in his arms, I wanted to get on my foot, but he changed the position in which he carried me, now, he was carrying me in a bridal style while incautiously wrapped my arms around his neck.

Liora requested. "Sure, let's go," Zero agreed, guiding Liora. "I can't walk anymore. Can you carry me, please?" Liora pleaded. "Okay, come here. I'll give you a piggyback ride," Zero instructed. "No, I want to be carried in a bridal style. It hurts my legs when I'm carried on your back," Liora requested. "Alright, let's go," Zero immediately complied with Liora's request.

It looked like someone had too much fun drinking and threw bottles while we were on the other side. “Wait. I have to put on my shoes.” I squeezed his forearm, and we both stopped walking. I dropped my heels and bent over, ready to put them on, but Tyler picked them up before he lifted me off the ground and carried me in bridal style. After the gasp and the initial shock, I slapped his chest and held onto him tightly. “What are you doing? I can walk.” “It’s easier to carry you this way than hold you while you try to balance yourself with those heels when your feet are already in pain. It’s just a short distance, nothing a Beta’s arms can’t handle.”

I gripped the bed tighter, putting on my heels but he stopped me. “You are not allowed to wear heels for now,” he picked it up, making me gawk at him. “I can't walk barefooted,” “And that's why I wanna carry you. It's not much of a big deal,” he said, as if he was tired of listening to my excuses. Without any signal, he came forward. I was thinking that he wanted to help me up until he suddenly carried me in a bridal style. I let out a yelp and gripped his shirt for support, my widened eyes glued on him.

I pretended to gasp softly. “You clearly can’t stand,” Liam muttered, cold but still trying to stay rational. “Get inside first. I’ll call for help.” Before I could add any more drama, Liam lifted my body in a bridal carry. A bridal carry. Willy snapped more photos. I could even hear the slight shake in the camera from panic. The scene was perfect. The dim hallway lights. Liam’s tall, solid frame carried me. My weak-looking body rested gently against his shoulder. It all looked like a romantic scene straight out of a prime-time drama.

Alexander asserted. Anastasia raised her head up to look into Alexander’s eyes. “What?” she exclaimed with a confusion. “I will carry you from here till the room. It’s a kind of ancient belief that a bride should not take her first step on the newly wedded house alone. Instead, her husband must carry her to ward off the evil,” declared Alexander. Anastasia scoffed upon hearing his words. “I don’t believe in such superstitions,” she said and almost placed her heel on the ground when Alexander without her notice carried her up in his muscular arms.

Agatha added, “What he meant was—.” I held up a palm once more. “I get it. There’s the additional burden of attire and extra day off.” Then, Agatha suggested, “We’ll pause their duties and gather at the back during the exchange of vows.” “Sounds good.” “It’s quite a walk into the forest,” Mr. Stables pointed out. “You’ll need an open carriage. For the bride.” Jesus…. “That’s a good idea, Sir—let’s stop here. I hear her footsteps coming near.”

There was no helping it, woman all loved to look beautiful. “My beautiful princess.” Matthias eyes misted as he saw Emile coming down the stairs dressed up as the happy bride. Henry and Derek stepped forward to carry her on their shoulders to the bridal car. This was a Burke tradition where the brothers carry their sister on their shoulders to send her off for her wedding. Although this wasn’t the wedding in the traditional sense, it was the same in their hearts. Chris had arrived early with the Walters at the official registry room that they had booked for the ceremony. They had to make last minute changes to the order of things, but this was not difficult for Night Wing to organize.

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I know I’m whining like a child at my wedding, but she is in the tornado’s eye right now, and she can’t see anything but her life swirling around her. He smiled charmingly, ignoring her rudeness, “I know you would ask this question. Why do brides carry flowers? Aside from something to keep a bride’s hands busy when she walks down the aisle. The practice of brides carrying bouquets dates to antiquity. Ancient Greeks and Romans, even Egyptians, carried fragrant herbs and spices to ward off bad luck during weddings. Though the floral garlands or the grand bouquets we know, the flowers symbolized a new beginning and brought hopes of love, fertility, happiness, and fidelity.”