Bride Precious Moments Novels & Stories

"Now drink your coffee and let's make you a bride." --- The Sterling estate was magnificent even in the rain. The ballroom had been transformed—white flowers everywhere, candles casting soft light, chairs arranged in neat rows. Fifty guests. Intimate. Perfect. I stood in the bridal suite, staring at myself in the mirror. The dress fit perfectly despite my small bump. Hair in soft waves. Makeup natural but glowing. Victoria's borrowed diamond earrings. Catherine's blue sapphire bracelet. "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue," Catherine said, fastening the bracelet. "You have them all."

(Sienna) My phone had forty-seven notifications. Then fifty-two. Then sixty, in the time it took me to process that number. The first thing I saw was a headline. SWIFT SCANDAL: Billionaire dumps bride at altar for her SISTER — and we have the receipts. Below it, grainy but unmistakable: a hotel corridor. A man pressing a woman against a wall. His hand in her hair. Her hands at his shirt. Me. Six weeks ago. Heathrow.

On the day of the wedding… Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Palace Hotel's bridal suite, bathing the room in a golden glow. Isolde stood before a tall mirror in a gown handcrafted by a world-class designer. Diamonds and pearls glimmered with every movement. The delicate fabric traced her figure before cascading into a skirt that bloomed like a field of white roses. She was radiant—every inch the perfect bride. "Ms. Vancrest, you're absolutely the most beautiful bride in Southbridge!" the makeup artist said with genuine admiration. "When the Prince sees you, he won't be able to look away."

Guests whispered in awe, their eyes unable to look away from the radiant bride who floated in her gown like a vision, and the groom who stood tall and regal, a living portrait of aristocratic grace. As Luke Rivers walked Mia down the aisle, his chest swelled with pride. Maurice’s gaze never wavered; the moment he caught sight of his bride, he was struck breathless. She was ethereal, too beautiful, too dazzling, as though fate had sculpted her just for this moment. When Luke placed Mia’s delicate hand into his, Maurice held it with surprising intensity. His grip was both firm and reverent, as though she were a fragile treasure he dared not lose.

In truth, she was merely waiting—calculating, observing, waiting for the right moment to slip away. Aiden watched her from a distance. He could tell she had a plan of her own, but he also couldn’t let the night pass without making his presence known—especially when it would benefit the woman he intended to claim as his bride. So, without hesitation, he began to walk toward her. His strides were smooth, regal, commanding. Conversations halted as he moved. Guests turned their heads. Whispers fluttered through the hall like startled birds. “The Smith's heir… he’s here?”

"This will become our beloved bracelet." "I hope so," Amber whispered before straightening her back and looking at the people around her. “Now, how about we all take a picture? This moment must be captured.” Ella nodded firmly. "Agree. I've prepared a large memory card for today. We can take lots of photos.” “Let’s start with a photo of the bride and groom. After that, Amber's parents can join, then we follow in turn." Agreeing with Mr. Berg's suggestion, everyone rushed to give some space to Amber and Adam. With cheerful looks, they waited for their turn to capture happiness. Unbeknownst to them, that special moment had actually been recorded since the beginning by a camera outside the wind

“You don’t know anything.” “Yes. Men like this.” Areej also agreed with Suzi as I narrowed my eyes at her when she added with a whisper. “Just seduce him and make him drown into you so much that he forgets he has a wedding coming.” She said without any apology in her eyes as the mansion didn’t seem like there was any wedding going to happen. Precious was just watching us moving here and there as he had perfectly become part of our family. But he had changed part these days because he went with Areej yesterday to sleep with her and she hurriedly took him with her as she tired of the snakes which were her dad’s pet. Sounds very weird but she told me that there are even more weirder things in t

If she didn't make it back in the next two hours, she'd be making a mistake she wouldn't be able to live down. “I've never seen a more beautiful bride, girl. You look stunning,” Otto praised me as he put the finishing touches on my make-up. He'd been the one handling my makeover for every book launch, family function, and award ceremony throughout the last few years, but today, he'd outdone himself. I was thoroughly impressed and in love with his work.