Bridal Style Carrying Novels & Stories

5. BRIDAL CAR: The car that carries the Bride and the Groom after the ceremony; usually adorned with flowers and signage saying “Just Married!” I picked out a bright lavender outfit that accented my curves, bared my shoulders and exposed my long perfect legs. I was going to tease Bryan… with something he never had. Something that he should have been having by now, had he waited. I used to be a little bit on the conservative side when I was with him. But they’d stripped me of almost everything so what did I have to lose?

Adrian said as he picks me up bridal style walking towards the door I blush as all the guys start cheering behind us while Adrian carries me inside. .. .. .. ..

A light smile secured my lips and my broken heart was soon mended. I felt whole once again and there he wrapped his hand around my waist before carrying me up in a bridal style. *** *** *** Stepping out of the car, he walked closer to me and took me up in a bridal style before taking the entrance door and matching up the spacious stairs. I wrapped my hands tightly around his neck while he took the stairs graciously with his gaze fixed on mine. I pray we don't tremble down. After taking the stairs, he took the turn that led to our room and I held his neck slightly, I felt heavy and I didn't want to put my whole weight on him.

"I will show you to the bedroom so you can get settled." "Hang on," I stop him. He slowly turns his huge body back to me. "What now?" "Aren't you going to carry me to the bedroom?" I ask innocently. "What? Why would I do that?" he barks. "Because it's tradition! The groom is supposed to carry his new bride to the bedroom," I declare. Vincent stares at me with a bewildered expression as if he can't believe my audacity. "I am not doing that."

“Yes. You’re the ring bearer. That means you’ll carry the rings—our rings—down the aisle. They’re the promise Daddy and I are making to each other. And you’re the one who gets to bring them to us.” His brow furrowed, lips pursed in concentration. “Rings?” I nodded, showing him the small satin pillow resting nearby, the ribbons tied neatly in place. “These rings. They’re very special. And you’re the only one I trust to carry them.” Koda’s grin spread wide, pride lighting his face. “I do it!”

Tomiwa exclaimed. "Shuuushh! Are you not born again anymore?" I questioned as she lowered her voice. "So I can't admire a fine boy anymore cos I'm born again, abi?" The garden was silent as we anticipated the bride's entrance. The bridal train walked in first dressed in their beautiful purple evening dresses while holding strands of roses. Their hair was all styled the same way. They glistened in the evening sun. The flower girls also walked in dropping flowers as they did. The little bride walked in with a huge smile on her face.

Alicia wondered and she walked even deeper into the room. Alicia wasn't with any clothes to take with because it was a tradition that the bride doesn't take her belongings over to her groom's. She must leave empty-handed because the groom's family must have prepared for all of it. Her clothes, her shoes, and everything she would have needed even before the date of the wedding is been finalized.

He smiled again, then I was shocked when his hands lifted my body. He carried me like a kidnapper who was kidnapping a little girl, really nothing romantic from it. At least he had to carry me in the bridal style. "Hey, let me go!" He chuckled lowly, "Never."

I was confused at the moment but my eyes widened more when I realized where I was. I'm in Hendrick's arms! Goodness! "Pardon my rudeness my lady, but I have to move you because you'll get soaked from the rain." Oh… I nodded my head. I couldn't answer because of embarrassment. This is the first time someone did this to me and it's Hendrick! I want the ground to eat me… Even if I can't see it, I'm probably blushing right now. Why does he have to carry me in a bridal style? And he's not wearing his shirt, huh?

I facepalm myself for my mistake. “This is what is going to happen”. He turns to make sure he makes his point. “I'll carry you to the bathroom and Carolina is gonna assist you while I hold onto Ivy. Is that understood?”. I am unable to nod or respond. I just look at him like a moron. Just as he explained he moves to carry me. His hands on my back and the other behind the back of my knees. In one swift motion. He has carried me bridal style. I look everywhere but his handsome face and built chest.