Bridal Style Carrying Novels & Stories

She tried to ignore it, but each step felt heavier and Ben was watching her every step. "Do your feet hurt?" asked Ben as he glanced at the high heels Caroline was still wearing. "Just a little." Caroline smiled faintly and didn't want to complain about this to Ben. Ben stopped walking and bent down to look at Caroline's foot. Everyone here was still staring at them in amazement. "Ben, stand up, my leg doesn't hurt that bad," Caroline said while holding Ben's shoulder. "Then there's no need to exert yourself." Ben lifted Caroline in a bridal-style carrier, with one hand supporting her back and the other under Caroline's knee.

Patrick let out a deep sigh. “To drop me down again? No, thank you.” Scar narrowed her eyes at him, making me laugh out loud. I'm not so inebriated that I'll forget what happened the next day, but I'm inebriated enough to laugh at everything. Patrick emphasized the term "bridal style." “I'll carry you in bridal style, baby girl.” Scarlet's eyes widened at the offer and she nodded enthusiastically. I have a visible pout. I extend my arms like a baby would to her mother in order for the baby to be picked up.

A collective gasp rippled through the onlookers as Fabi didn't just lead her—he swept her off her feet, lifting her into a bridal carry. Selin let out a tiny gasp of surprise, her hands reflexively clutching his shoulders as she buried her face deeper into his chest. He didn't walk faster he walked with a slow, deliberate arrogance, daring anyone to say a word to his face. The scent of his cologne—sandalwood and cold rain—enveloped her, acting as a barrier against the world. "Oh my god, he's carrying her!" a girl shrieked from the sidewalk. "Who is she?"

Noella’s POV The atmosphere in the bride's dressing room was full of excitement. I sat in front of the mirror, wearing a graceful white wedding dress with intricate lace embellishments. All the wedding accessories were perfectly set; a diamond tiara in my hair, a pearl necklace that hung beautifully around my neck, and ivory-colored high heels that added elegance to my appearance. In my hand, I held a bouquet of wedding flowers consisting of white roses and lilies, symbols of purity and eternal love.

I asked sweetly battling my lashes at him in a supposed innocent way instead he just frowned. "I do not know what that meant but since you put please I will help you" He stretch out his hand and I took it, in one smooth move, he helped me up then shocked me the next second by lifting and carrying me in a bridal style, the maids present there were giggling and making cute noises adding to my embarrassment. My hands went around his neck without hesitation. "Is this necessary?" I implored even though I like the fact that he was carrying me. I like it very much. . . . TBC

I can go by myself. All of a sudden I felt someone's arm under my knees and my legs couldn't feel ground anymore. His one hand is under my knees and other one is supporting my back making him to carry me in bridal style. I gasped due to his sudden actions, who wouldn't.... he's carrying me in his arms!.

Delilah stayed quiet the entire ride, but she didn't smack my hand away when I put it on her lap. "Wait here," I said to Delilah and went inside the hotel to grab the room key, then came back to collect her. Delilah looked like she was in a daze as I held her hand and led her inside. She gasped as I suddenly picked her up in his arms. "Sebastian! What are you doing?" she exclaimed. Her cheeks turned red out of embarrassment as I carried her to the elevator in front of other guests and employees. "It's the tradition. Groom supposed to carry the bride to their hotel room," I chuckled.

showed love. Her thought got interrupted when Adrian lifted her up again and carried her out of the room, Elysian observed how carefully he walked down the stairs, he didn't care if he fell, but he didnt let her fall, he made sure she was comfortable in his arms right now as he carried her in the bridal style. Elysian had her arms around his neck, in case they going to fall at least she had Adrian to protect her from getting hurt. Quite mean and naughty, yes.

He found Skylar and Bessy on the roof top of the Royal fort, waiting for them. He was carrying Orea using the fireman’s carry method, slumping her bodily over his shoulders. He now lifted her off his shoulders and carried her in front of him now, the way you carry a bride. Only this was not her wedding day, but probably the day of her death.

They had chosen the outdoor style of wedding, just by the beach rather than inside a church building like most people did. The view was breathtaking as was Nicole’s appearance, she was the star of the moment as the live orchestra slowly and melodiously sage the trademark song of the bride’s entrance. “here comes the bride…,” the crowd echoed, along side the orchestra. Her bridal train of just four ladies on matching purple dresses walked along side her, holding up the edges of her flowing gown making sure that they did not get hooked up somewhere as she approached the alter.