Bridal Style Carrying Novels & Stories

Deborah had no objections to this. "When she was about to get off the car, Walter carried her in his arms again." "I heard that the bride can't step on the ground before she has completed the wedding ceremony with me. So, I'll carry you instead!" "Suddenly, Deborah felt warm after hearing his words." "Nah, I don't care much about these things." It's okay. We should still follow the traditional customs on the day of our wedding. "After saying that, Walter got out of the car with Deborah in his arms."

Can't he speak without using that bossy voice for goodness sake she is not his Secretary? A man in black strode towards their car and pulled the door open. Without a warning, he carried her in a bridal form and walked inside the house as if she wight nothing." what are doing?" Her cheek started burning blue with embarrassment from her stupid thought. She remembered her mother telling her once that, the groom must carry the bride inside the house on her first day that way the couple will live happily ever after.

In a rush, Abigail said, "Grandma, I can walk by myself. There's no need for him to lead me." "Silly girl, of course you can," Margaret replied with a tender touch, ruffling Abigail's hair. "Here in Florivera, we have a tradition. On her formal entry into the house, a new bride is always carried through the front door by her husband. It's a symbol to ward off any future ill-treatment."

It seemed as if time stood still for them as they connected with each other's souls through their eyes. Serenity's breath stuck in her throat and she lost all her senses. He looked so gorgeous in a black tuxedo and a white shirt with a red rose pinned to his lapel. He had grown up, matured, and filled up nicely. A nudge from Liam, made her realize that the bridal procession was about to start. Walter and William were the ring bearers. Serenity followed them inside the banquet hall, down the rose petal-strewn aisle. Her whole body was acutely aware of Alexander's constant hot stare upon her.

Due to the length of the gown, no one could tell that she was wearing a two inch stilettos and she was very comfortable, making a mental note to thank Sarah later because she still looked fabulous. Caddaric found her mesmerizing but was afraid because he could not see her bump. The dress hid it well. Whereas, he noticed something else. Ariana was not wearing a tiara like Juliet and Sarah but a Crown. Casper gave it to her before walking her down the aisle to differentiate between the bride of the heir and his two greatest confidantes. It made a huge difference and Casper was smiling proudly, knowing that all his plans for Caddaric to marry for love worked out, even for Carter and Colton.

To her surprise, Justin scooped her up on her feet and carried her bridal style as they bid goodnight to the group. “This is embarrassing!” she said to him. “Put me down.” Justin laughed. “I would have to carry you the same way after the wedding. I should practice not to drop you.” “I’ll be wearing a big gown, I’m sure you’ll have difficulty nevertheless,” Adrienne warned him. Justin looked at her for a moment and his eyes sparkled. “Really? How big?” Adrienne smiled proudly at him. “Cinderella gown big!”

Then he sat up and moving away from my top. “We go further and I won’t be able to stop… let’s go sleep now.” He said, standing up and holding his hand out to me, to help me up, but I felt lazy to get up and I want his warmth against me. Without a word, he carried me in a bridal style, keeping me in his arms, close to his body and I snuggled to his chest. With how easy he is carrying me while he ascend up the stairs, I must be so light in his strong arms.

I smirked knowingly. Minutes later, the bride has finally arrived. We all looked at my mother who was standing in the end of the carpet, wearing a white bridal gown with elegant heart neckline, embroidered with authentic crystals. She was holding her bouquet firmly as she started walking. Behind that transparent veil, I could see her twinkling lively eyes and sweet smile. She’s that… happy.

He stood in front of a team of women looking svelte as hell and I smirked at how cocky he looked, standing there. The music changed and I turned to see Sarah being escorted down the aisle with who I assumed was her father. She was in a mermaid-style bridal dress. Her hair was up in an intricate updo with wisps of hair loose, framing her face. She wore a veil and her train was long as hell.

We went upstairs and started getting ready for the wedding. Adara sat in the swivel chair while Tamara blow dried her hair and started the soft, flowing, braided up-style. She placed the blue diamante hair clip in Adara’s hair just above her neck so that when she walked down the aisle, everyone would be able to see it. “This was Karani’s hair clip. She gave it to me on that first visit here when we first talked about your wedding to Kiran.” Adara’s eyes had fresh tears in them as Claire spoke. How she wished that Karani could be here with her.