Chubby Bride Novels & Stories

As the sound of the pipe music picked up into a lively song Paddy looked around at the hastily prepared feast and smiled. The clan had certainly done their best to pull things together in a short time. The hall smelled wonderful, the tables were strewn with early spring flowers, and they had managed to create many wonderful dishes. At first, he had taken some ribbing from his man at arms, one of the few who called him Paddy. The man had said the same as Lia, that he should call him Gair from now on. All in all, though, the clan was happy for him. Only a few knew of their older handfasts, but most knew of the one two years ago so they were happy that he finally had the woman he loved. They ho

There was an unsettling butterfly in the pits of my stomach that wanted to fly out but stayed in and fluttered around the walls of my belly, making me ticklish and feverish. I just described the feeling of being hot and romantically touched by my husband. What will happen to me when we do the... well, the thing...- WAIT! Why did I even think of that?! It's like I'm asking for it!... Am I? I'm Virginia, living on Virginity Island. Hmm... mom should've actually named me that. I've had my chastity for pretty long, which is something she should be proud of. Anyways... This! Like, hello! How am I supposed to process this?!

’’ A familiar squeaky voice drawled beside her and she wasn’t surprised to see Brianna Foster and Marione Bridges. Brianna was the school’s resident queen bee and a bank heiress, she’s recently engaged to an oncologist. She has a loud mouth and is overly dramatic. Marione on the other hand was a staunch follower, always trailing behind Brianna like some stray puppy. She’s a successful model and the newest endorser for the Four-Clover beauty products–a subsidiary of the fashion company owned by Jake Calloway. ‘’Hello to you too Brianna.’’ Van dropped sourly. ‘’I don’t know what you’re talking about.’’

It is not good if he is always the one who gives in. Deianne keeps on walking back and forth inside the bathroom in their bedroom. She had already changed her clothes and removed her make-up. She should have gone downstairs, but her feet couldn't just take her to go out of the bathroom. She is too tense and anxious. When she agreed to be the substitute bride for her twin sister and for her parents, she was aware that the Montañez would eventually demand an heir. But she never thought that it would happen this fast. She thought that she could at least stretch the time to at least a year until Daniella comes back (hopefully, she is found) and Daniella would be the one who would bear the child,

After a while of meeting guests madam was tired but still maintaining the same smile on her face Diana tagged along with her husband to wherever he took her to meet his guests. Everyone complimented and wished them on their day as she silently short times stole faint glances of her husband. "You two really suit well!" Complemented, one old man with his wife in his embrace. Looking beautiful with one another, to be honest they were the first couple who seemed quite genuine to madam Diana till this date. Belonging in such a cruel world where people are forced into marriages without their wills, it was hard to witness such an unique scene. Both the elders looked deeply in love with one another,

Someone near the string quartet said the groom's name like it was a headline already, and it was — Billionaire Ace Stone's Secret Kiss, Six Days Before I Do — spreading through phones faster than the string quartet could finish their song. The bride found out at the altar. I watched it happen from thirty feet away, the exact way you watch a car crash you can't stop — Cassandra Harrington's face going from radiant to ash in under four seconds, her mother's hand flying to her mouth, four hundred guests suddenly very interested in their own laps. Cassandra didn't cry. She laughed — one short, ugly bark of it — and turned to find whoever the woman in that video was. She found me first. I don't k

That afternoon, videos from the wedding hit the local trending list. The headline was written by netizens: "Bride KOs Bridesmaid on the Spot, Then Plays Groom's Cheating Evidence. Guests Riot for Refunds." The video views passed five million in two hours. The comments section was overwhelmingly against Derek and Chloe. The top-liked comment read: "Was this bride a kickboxing champion in her last life, here to collect debt in this one?" When I saw that comment, I was sitting on Sophie's sofa eating takeout.

“Gabby…what are you talking about?” “Our wedding, Kiki!” Gabby threw up her hands in exasperation. “I get that you want to help your friend and save her from the horrible life she has, but what about us? We came here because we wanted to get married in the same cathedral where your entire family has gotten married for generations!”

I mean he bought a whole Island and a yacht. We had a spa session then in the evening, we hosted a bonfire wine party. We had to invite more girls to the island paying for their flights as well. It was fun spending money I didn't raise a hand to work for, Asphalt is such a blessing to me. “Congratulations, Janet, your husband is so loving. He must really want you to be the best bride of the year," one of the guests praised while I smiled at them. “So when is the wedding?," Another woman asked to join the circle.

she asked. “No happy family nonsense?” I smiled. “I assure you, I have no desire to play happy families. I simply want an heir.” “An heir?” she said. “Are you royalty or something?” I ignored that too. “So,” I asked, “do we have a deal?” I sweetened the offer. Private housing. A car. Total privacy. She smiled. “Fine. Add it to the contract.” Then she asked, “Where are you from anyway?” “Upstate,” I said. “A place called Fell Village.”