Ditched At The Altar Novels & Stories

On the day of my wedding, I accidentally oversleep by six hours. By the time I rush to the venue, my fiance, Jared Marshall, has already gone through the entire ceremony with his first love. He looks at my sweat-drenched face and just smiles and comes clean. "I'm the one who drugged you. Amber wanted a wedding, and it's no big deal, so I gave her one." As if worried I might cause a scene, he adds casually, "Be good, and I'll take you to get our marriage license next week. Besides, making a fuss now won't change anything. "Look, the wedding dress isn't even your size." My gaze settles calmly on the bride, who is wearing the gown I've spent nearly half a year choosing. Everyone holds the

It's Grandpa's birthday banquet, and yet my fiancee is working late again, missing her one chance to meet the family. My brother and his wife, still bitter about me taking the project from them, don't waste the opening. "What good is all his money when his fiancee can't even show up on a day this important? She clearly doesn't take him seriously." "That's why Archer's the smart one. He landed himself Claire Donovan, of all people. Even her throwaway gifts start at seven figures." I'm about to fire back when the familiar name stops me cold. My eyes lock onto the bracelet of dark wooden beads the butler carries in. It's identical to the one my fiancee just spent a fortune on a few days ago.

"That wasn't what happened—" "Shut your mouth," Darius snarled, his Alpha aura flaring so violently that even Beatrice took an involuntary step back. Darius turned back to his mother. "Rider publicly abandoned his fated mate at the altar three consecutive times just to coddle his mistress. When Zara finally reached her breaking point, she formally rejected Rider and severed their bond. Rider arrogantly told her she wouldn't survive a single week without him, but Zara walked away anyway."

The clock was ticking with twelve minutes left before the ceremony was supposed to begin. The wedding car that my bride, Teagan, and I sat in stopped at the curb. The church doors stood open a hundred yards away, ready for our arrival. My parents and relatives were gathered outside with the officiant, photographer, wedding coordinator, and the rest of the bridal party. The wedding coordinator’s voice came through my earpiece. “Parker, you’re clear to head in. We’re starting at 9 sharp.” I was about to tell the driver to go when the door of the groomsmen’s SUV behind us swung open. “Hold up. I forgot my tie.” That was enough to halt the entire procession. Teagan unbuckled her

I said. “Is this really your final decision?” Alpha King asked. I nodded. “Very well,” Alpha King said. “Can you… Alpha King… can I humbly request you to be the officiant of this marriage?” I asked, holding back the quiver in my voice. Alpha King peered at me, his eyes heavy with a sorrowful helplessness. He bowed his head in a gentle nod. *** The battlefield had turned into an altar. Instead of the beauty of flowers and lights as the decoration, there was a gore of mutilated dead bodies and blood. The aisle my feet walked down was covered with cracks and ashes.

Sabastian smiled, “I will treat her like the gift she is.” Dad took his seat next to mom and I walked up the steps to the altar while my younger sisters arranged my train. I laid my eyes on my mate and he looked amazing in his black tuxedo. He whispered, “You look stunning, love.” I smiled, “Thank you, babe.” We turned to the elder and he started the ceremony. As soon as he started to speak, I heard Queen Winnie snap and the spell expanded over all of us at the altar. That was when darts started raining down on us. They were bouncing off of an invisible bubble around us. We looked at the guests and nobody moved. The darts were only raining down on us. I turned to the elder, “Please ignore th

She begins, then pauses and turns to leave over the rail, staring down at Alicia, who is busy talking with Felix and a few other men at the party ground. "That man... He dumped Alicia on their wedding day and ditched her after he stole money from her. Did she never tell you this?" His eyes slowly narrow in shock as her words play in his head. For some seconds, he stands rooted to the spot, staring into space with shock written all over him.

Their company's stock plummeted, and they were near bankruptcy. Then they remembered that promise, hoping a marriage could save them. My parents, seasoned in business, saw through their plan and were ready to refuse. But I overheard their conversation and threw a fit, insisting on marrying Sawyer. My parents compromised, agreeing to let us date first. Everyone thought I was just infatuated. With my status, I could have aimed higher. No one expected it to last ten years. This seventh engagement party had far fewer guests than the first. Even my parents stayed away. Only those currying favor with my family showed up.

A golden line shot upward, lighting the sky for the briefest moment. Vurnex screeched for the first time. Its voice was horror incarnate. It clawed into the dirt, dragged itself toward Arthur, who was barely breathing. Shadows curled into wings as it tried to take flight, to rise above what it did not understand. But Arthur, collapsing, reached out. One final gesture. The echo of a dance step. And the altar broke. --- The relic shattered in a thousand pieces. Vurnex shrieked as the light of the original altar—hidden even beneath the Hollow’s foundations—erupted into the heavens. The flames did not burn. They cleansed.

Wondering if I had just made the smartest decision of my life. Or the biggest mistake. My phone buzzed. Another message. Another unknown number. But this time, the words made my blood go cold. "Congratulations on your engagement. Shame you will not live to see the wedding. The specialists found a way to bypass Dante's wards. See you tomorrow. Love, Bianca.”