Bride To Be... Novels & Stories

It was bizarre, to say the least. The old me would've thought his gesture meant that I mattered to him, at least in some way. Now, I wouldn't even hire him to be the opening act for a cheap circus with abused animals. Zachary strode back to me and clamped a hand around my chin. He held up his phone with his other hand and pointed its camera at my face. "Look into the camera and repeat after me. Tell her you welcome the baby and will step away as my wife. Tell her you wish us happiness."

"I love you with all of my heart. I will find a way to be with you again soon, you'll see. Wait for me, please. With all of my love..." I was just about to hit send, when one of the maids turns around and clumsily knocks my phone out of my hands. It bounced off of the thick carpet and slid under the edge of the bed and out of sight. "I'm so sorry, Miss," the young maid says with a horrified look on her face. "I'll get it," she assures me, and she instantly drops to her knees and frantically starts to search for the phone. "There's no time for that now," the head maid snaps, "get her in that bath and get to work, before you wind up making the master wait."

Nessa laughed. She threw her arms around me. "The groom is waiting," a voice came. Nessa smiled at me, and I linked arms with her. "Thanks for being my give away and bridesmaid." "Nessa, you know I will do anything for you." The two men at the door opened them for us, instead of the traditional song. Bruno Mars ‘Marry You’ played from the speakers. Everyone stood at attention. "They are all staring at me." "That's because you are the most beautiful bride they have ever seen."

Killian joked to Zen. Zen grinned. “That’s my talented wife for you.” They stood in their places as they waited for the ladies to arrive. Once everyone was seated and Vera received the signal, she signalled to the orchestra to start the song the bridesmaids would be walking down the aisle to. Ivy headed out first, followed by Penelope, then Vera, then Samantha, and finally Calypso. Their respective mates were blown away by how beautiful they all looked, while Nathan’s nerves were shot as he waited for his bride.

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all

Beatrix didn't understand her words. When Lynn found Beatrix confused she patted her shoulder and said, “Don’t stress your brain that it can't take. Let me get ready and then we will leave together.” “What about him?” Beatrix pointed at Zade and asked her. “I'm not returning here today. When he gets his consciousness back he can go back to his home himself. And don't worry, I will tell Beta Killian to pick him up from here after getting my marriage certificate.” Beatrix nodded her head and Lynn went back to the closet to get ready for her marriage. She just wore a beautiful white lace tea-length bridal dress which was off-shoulder. She did a little makeup and curled her hair a little then pu

Trina said. Everyone laughed. “All right,” Jodi said with a smirk. “If we’re doing it, let’s do it right. Where’s my bridal gear?” “Right here,” Becky, the waitress, said. She held a rhinestone crown that had a veil attached to it and a sash that said, bride.

It’s as if I was born for this moment, to be standing here waiting for my bride to come walking towards me. The music starts up, Immi has chosen Brett Young’s In case you didn’t know. It sends shivers down my body, and I wish I could sing like him to serenade my girl. I see her come through the doors and my breath leaves my body, her beauty is beyond compare, my hand goes to my fluttering hearts, her eyes find mine and that beautiful smile of hers spreads across her face.

After everything we'd been through, all the chaos with my family drama close by, we were finally going to be husband and wife. I was currently in the guest bedroom that had been converted into a bridal preparation suite, sitting in front of a Hollywood-style mirror surrounded by warm lights. My mother sat in a comfortable chair nearby, beaming with pride as she watched the transformation taking place. Beatrice, my makeup artist, was a true professional. She'd arrived at dawn with an entire suitcase of cosmetics and tools, ready to turn me into the perfect bride. Stanley had spared no expense—Beatrice was one of the most sought-after artists in the city, known for creating flawless looks for

“Bride to Be” is printed in sparkling font on Scarlett’s bright white sash. Although she’s already had numerous bridal showers and even a bachelorette party, Sheila, Scarlett’s older sister, decided we all needed girl-time tonight. She also decided that the best place to do that would be down the street from where the guys are holding Kurt's bachelor party.