Brother Of Bride Novels & Stories

He had been so engrossing his situation that he hadn’t really asked about the wedding and had just told his brother to find out who the woman was… “Wait…you cake back so early from the wedding. What happened?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at his brother who looked from him to the woman laying behind, and then back to him. Lucas sighed again and shook his head. “I don’t know exactly, how to say what I am about to say, Oliver.” He looked even more stressed with each word. “But the woman on that bed, is the bride. Or should I say, was supposed to be the bride.”

August was following exactly in my father's footsteps. "What's the real reason?" I asked, cynically. I knew my brother; he wouldn't have gone through all this trouble, or put himself in this much danger, if it was only about taking someone special away from me. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to know what you're missing out on," he replied while he tapped his index finger upon his chin, trying to look pensive. After a few moments of silence, he spoke. "Your bride might not be Sablestone royalty, but she is royal."

My father had arranged my wedding without even asking my opinion. I always knew my mother would take his side, agreeing to everything he said without questions and turning a blind eye to my wants and needs. My last hope had been my older brother, who was in college…but surprisingly, he had been even more adamant about me going through with the wedding than anyone else. ‘You get a house and great life and a loving husband! You’ll have everything you ever wanted without even working for it! So stop complaining and get on with the wedding!’ Those had been my brother’s exact words…words that had hurt more than anything else in the world.

The surrounding guests crowded in, pointing and whispering. Celeste instantly switched to a pitiful act, eyes brimming with tears. "Thank you all for coming to my wedding today. This woman showed up uninvited to seduce my husband on our wedding day." I raised my head furiously and screamed. "You're lying! I'm Alexander Sterling's sister!" Celeste's expression twisted with fury, her body swaying as if she might collapse. "You're the liar! My sister-in-law has showered me with gifts — houses, cars, you name it. Someone like you doesn't deserve to call yourself my sister-in-law!"

"It's one thing for you to meddle in my daily affairs. I can't believe you're meddling with Catherine's wedding dress decisions, too. Don't you think you're overstepping?" "Shut your mouth, Samuel," Liam and Samuel's father, Thomas Sutton, slammed his hand on the table and snapped. "Your brother is the one marrying Catherine. Why are you inserting yourself into their wedding?"

"Honey, what's wrong? Is work not going well? Or did I do something to make you angry?" The moment her hand touched my arm, I instinctively pulled away. Vivienne's hand froze mid-air. Her eyes instantly welled up as she started her usual routine. "Honey, are you disgusted with me now? Do you think I'm too obsessed with my brother because I keep asking you to spend money on Dylan? But I have no choice. Dylan is still young. He's my only brother. If I don't take care of him, who will?” "My parents never loved me growing up. Only Dylan is close to me. I really can't abandon him..."

“This is literally my fantasy coming to life!” “I'm so happy for you, girl.” Her friends echoed, coming up on either side of her. For a moment you would think that was it but then Fiona's eyes clashed with mine and she turned around. “Aren't you going to say something or aren't you happy that Emily is getting married to the man of her dreams?” I could care less about when the sun rose and set but for some reason, her mother thought it would be ‘nice’ to include me on the bridal train even though Emily hated that I was going to be there.

The aim was to keep his older brother from being too tense through each step of the wedding process unfolding tonight. "Just relax. Don't keep your face all tense and nervous like that. Just treat it like replacing a dry towel. Besides, you're a Pro, meaning you have experience with marriage, right?" Ashton immediately looked up, then turned. Staring sharply, then putting on a slightly annoyed expression. It seemed unfair that his younger brother called him a pro at marriage. Did they think he had been married multiple times or something? "Who's tense?" "The neighbor next door. It's you, obviously."

After dolling me up again I swallowed trying to get rid of the heavy lump in my throat, there was a knock on the door and I shuddered. The door creaked open and a bulky man dressed in a black suit walked in, “Permission to take the bride to the chapel” He bowed his head, and I breathed in a sigh of relief. He is the driver and he is not my husband, thank God I might have fainted if he had shown up here. Is not as if I will try to run when my little brother's life is at stake, I covered my face with the veil and carried my bouquet as they fixed my flowing dress.

"Hi there. I haven't seen you before so you're not in the Wright's family. Who are you?" "Oh me?" Arielle smiles. "I'm a member of the bride's family. Actually, I'm her best friend so her family invited me here." "Really? Wow. I haven't met the bride in person so I guess the perfect person to ask for tips to get on her good side would be you. So, what can you tell me about her so I can flatter her when I finally meet her?" Arielle chuckles, her brain thinking fast. "Actually, do you know she was married to the other son Richard just a week ago? We had a fight so I had to tell her the truth about things I have to endure with her."