Carry Bridal Style Novels & Stories

I reach down to sweep her off her feet pulling her securely into a traditional bridal carry. "What are you doing?!" Rosalynd shouts, her eyes wide with embarrassment and shock. "Put me down!" "Are you sure you want me to do that? You look like you're in pain and..." "That doesn't mean you need to carry me like...like a bride!" As her flesh grows a bright rosy red, I wonder what she is thinking about to bring that flush to her cheeks so swiftly.

The neckline dipped just enough to say I’m elegant, and the fitted bodice cinched with a gold belt said but don’t mess with me. My hair was swept into a high braided ponytail, the ends falling over one shoulder like a whip ready to strike. For footwear, I had on nude stilettos that made me look taller and dangerous. And let’s not forget the handbag—white crocodile leather with gold trimmings. The kind that whispers, I don't argue. I invoice. If anyone had seen me walking up that pavement, they’d think I was coming for a brunch date, not a showdown with an evil, manipulative sister who thought she could play me.

I almost jumped for joy when Jett finally pulled the cloth away from my mouth, but then I remembered I was supposed to be unconscious, so I held myself back. “He’s tougher than I thought, huh? I really expected him to squirm more,” I heard Jett mumble, probably talking to himself. 'Wow. The nerve. And seriously? This is how he carries people? Not even a bridal style?' I grumbled internally as he lift me up like a sack of rice. 'But then again, I can’t really blame him.' I sighed in my thoughts. What kind of guy would carry another dude bridal-style, right? Still… he could’ve at least carried me properly. His shoulder is basically stabbing my stomach.

He slowly moved closer and poked my kneecap, examining my pale legs with his eyes as if he was looking for some kind of outside wound. He made a face and let out a sigh. "Can I carry you?" he inquired. "Yes," I muttered, relief rattling my lungs. He dipped his large hands under the soft bed and lifted me up in his strong arms, carrying me in a bridal style. He had a frown plastered on his face, avoiding eye contact, like he didn't want to look at his boss's woman.

I guess it is his hand encircling my hip supporting me. “Go, get everything ready. I will bring her.” I suppose he told Jay who was the only other person other than us. And then I heard footsteps retreating. “You ready. Babe?” he almost whispered in my ear in a sexy way with his deep voice. I imagined how his adam’s apple bobbed when he spoke and suddenly I wanted to kiss that place for giving him that deep voice. He tried to guide me to wherever he wanted me but I kept stumbling for every ten steps I take so he swiftly shifted his position lowering down, lifting me in his arms, and started walking, carrying me in a bridal style.

"She's so beautiful!" Troy muttered unconsciously as the bridal procession appeared before him. His breath seemed to stop when he saw Sarah at the forefront, walking gracefully with Gillian, looking stunning and different. Troy seemed hypnotized by Sarah's appearance this time. Sarah continued to walk slowly to the soft accompaniment of music and the master of ceremony's poetic words, mesmerizing the guests with her bridal gown. Her tall figure, like that of a top model, looked elegant in the gown, with a veil adorned with long, flowing embellishments that gave her a luxurious and classy look.

Adrian said as he picks me up bridal style walking towards the door I blush as all the guys start cheering behind us while Adrian carries me inside. .. .. .. ..

The strapless style enhanced Carolyn's slender and graceful neck, highlighting her beauty and nobility. Carolyn, who is usually clever and cute, changed her style today and had a touch of maturity. She glanced at Braylen, who nodded slightly, and the two of them walked step by step towards Carsen, who was coming down from the stage to greet her. Carolyn was being trailed by Viviana, who was holding a long train behind her. Layne and Evelin had small flower baskets slung over their arms, filled with red rose petals. As they walked, they were scattering the petals.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ SEXUAL CONTENT (18+) AFTER STARTING READING. PLEASE REVIEW MY STORY 🙏❤️ Happy Reading 🤗 ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ "Let me go!" Caramel screamed while struggling, she tried to escape from the grip of the two Kenzo bodyguards. The wedding dress is very elegant attached to her body, but it feels thin. Her shoulders are exposed. All knick-knacks such as earrings and expensive necklaces that sparkle adorn her. A bridal veil tied behind her hair.

She raised my hand up and playfully twirled around it before standing in front of me and walking backward so as not to block my way. I chuckled, raising my hand, holding hers, and twirling her body again before snaking my arm around her to pull her close. I then coiled an arm under her knee and scooped her off the ground, carrying her in a bridal style. "I think they do. Unless they want to experience the wrath of a hungry Beta female." She giggled softly, her hand covering her mouth before she hooked an arm around my neck. "I can live like this, with you carrying me around."