Bride No Veil Novels & Stories

The bride and groom's chairs are opposite from each other, with a curtain between them to keep them from glancing at each other right now. "Why were they keeping the curtain there?" Parikshit asked. Radha said, “As far as we are concerned, the time is right for marriage. A veil is placed between them before that time since the bridegroom is not allowed to gaze at the bride. That after jeelakarabellum, the bride takes care of the husband for the first time in the marriage. The veil has a swastika symbol. A legend states that the Swastika emblem sprang from the foot of the goddess Lakshmi. Therefore, the swastika is etched on the veil to bestow prosperity, joy, and good fortune onto the newlyw

Raymond whispered into my ears. “ You may now kiss the bride.” the priest commanded and the crowd cheered. What were they cheering for? The bride isn't happy with the ceremony. I was told a veil is used to cover the beauty and show the innocence of a bride during her marriage. Well, I think they're all wrong. Mine was used to cover the pain I was passing through, the regrets that were written on my face. The disappointment, the fear, the hatred and bitterness. I was forced into an arranged marriage to please my family and also get my baby a father. I wouldn't want him to be considered fatherless when he grows up. Even if that means passing through the eye of a needle.

Elaina showed thumbs up to the couple, Pihoo and Aiden. Pihoo, the radiant bride, exuded timeless beauty and charm in her Western wedding attire. Her white gown was a masterpiece of lace and satin, adorned with delicate beading and a flowing train that trailed gracefully behind her. A veil framed her face, adding an air of mystique to her look. Her hair was elegantly styled, and her makeup highlighted her natural features, making her a vision of bridal perfection.

Abigail, veiled in a bridal veil, embodies the epitome of grace and elegance. Her white gown drapes softly around her, flowing like a river of silk, whispering secrets of timeless beauty. It hugs her figure in all the right places, accentuating her curves with delicate precision. The intricate lacework adorning the bodice tells a story of intricate craftsmanship and devotion, much like the love that binds us together.

Gabriella replied, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "I love the neckline," Maria noted, she returned the phone to Gabriella. "Me too, it was the first thing that caught my attention as well." "You do know you have to veil right? It's like a tradition to have the bride hidden until after the vows have been taken," Maria said. "Oh, I didn't know that," Gabriella replied. "Well I will have to inform them to add a-"

Her beauty enchanted all of those eyes present around her. "Thank you," a soft smile formed on her face. She had always dreamt of this day when she was going to bond with that person whom she loved. A marriage of love and not convenience. "Okay now, put the veil on our beautiful bride before her groom watches her on the aisle," Cia blushed at Violet's words and other girls chuckled. They helped her in wearing the long and fine material of the veil which covered her face. "Beautiful," one of the staff girls commented. Cia smiled at her.

As I reached down my brother took my hand to escort me to the stage. I moved my eyelashes to have a proper look at my groom but failed. Why is it so blurry? I am not able to see my groom because of the smog. As far as I know, I don't wear specs. I guess this is because of the veil! After a minute or two priest announced "You may now kiss the bride" Wasn't that too fast? Nevertheless, I am happy!!!!!!! My groom lifted the veil and moved his face forward to kiss me.

She was raised to be humble, righteous and thoughtful of everything and this was the first time she let her anger rule her decision. Her hair were left tied in a beautiful Rapunzel braid leaving it on display on her one shoulder, while there was a net black veil over her head. The stylist move the veil and sprawl it over her face making her see through it with blurry gaze at the mirror. There was no way she was going to marry him, that was a done deal.

Cade’s grip immediately tightened around my arms, it was clearly stating that he didn’t like the words which Lily used for me or the way she talked with me, because we both knew the truth, the truth that I didn’t trap Cade, but the king himself chose me as Cade’s bride and Cade did the same. No one asked for my consent in it. “My father had chosen Andrella as my bride and confirmed it, demon.”, He hissed in anger. “So, whatever you better watch your tone before talking with my bride.”, He stated firmly and I felt his anger start to change the weather, I pressed my hand against his chest to calm him down. “Prince Cade, you…” “You better send a message to him that I will turn his world upside

she asked Maeval. "You actually have a few choices," Maeval said excitedly. Moidrin handed Maeval a large package and she opened her own. Each handmaiden pulled out a set of tiaras and veils. The choices were examined carefully by the future queen. Niamh stood thoughtfully before them. One was a simple sheer veil the color of her dress, with oak leaf designs lining the edges. The second was still the same sheer, and color, as the first, but Niamh took in a sharp breath when she saw the design on the veil. Embroidered on the veil was a bird, the head of the bird rested at the back of the bride's head, its back and wings lined up with her back, and the bottom of the veil was the spread tail of