Novel & Cerita Don't Kiss The Bride

“Oh, we’re still working on it. We are yet to choose a perfect date. Dont worry, it's sooner than you think.” In our pack, a bride is marked by her groom on the wedding day. It is kind of similar to the weddings in human societies, but instead of saying “you may kiss your bride”, the one officiating the marriage says “you may mark your bride” and then after marking you, of course, a bride is kissed.

He groaned sitting up on my floor and flexing his back. "Kiss? Don't even think about it, it's the last thing you are going to get from me, mister." I replied getting down from the bed and going to my bag to grab my toiletries. "You sure you don't want a kiss? Cause I remember you looked pretty bummed earlier at the altar." He smirked. This jerk! He was referring to the kiss during the wedding. I'm not bummed, I'm just caught off guard that he didn't kiss cause grooms are supposed to kiss the bride at their wedding.

He muttered, his voice barely audible over the music. With a stagger, Diego turned and disappeared into the crowd. I stood there breathless, a painful sting in my chest. Silence descended around me, even though the music still played and the crowd still danced. Her. Who was her? And where did that leave me, his new bride?

Asher was talking about, but she felt lucky that he stopped. Calantha adjusted her dress, sat straight on her back, put her hands on her thighs, and stared at the cloudy glass. They could not maintain this seriousness for over five minutes. Asher took Calantha’s hand, kissing it through the white bridal glove. Calantha felt uncomfortable, but she dared not ask Asher to stop doing it, nor to flinch rudely. Asher repeatedly put kisses on the back of her hand that did not follow any rules. Then he put her hand on his lap and stroked it.

A kiss. Dave looked doubtful. Usually, the groom would kiss the bride's lips, right? But somehow, he felt he shouldn't do that. No, it was not a matter of sincerity. It was about how marriage worked. Supposedly, it started with love, so the kiss would be a lovely closing to complete the process. However, his marriage was not like that. So, he decided to change that. He kissed Anna's forehead instead of her lips.

‎‍ ‎“—I no⁠w‌ pronounce you husband and wife.” ‎A si⁠n‍g‌le came⁠ra clicked. The world outside would soon se‍e the still frame: D‌a⁠mon‌ Hale‍, the untouchable billionai⁠re, finally married. A perfe⁠ct image.⁠ ‎ ‎Then cam‌e t⁠he line I hadn’t planned for. ‎“You may kiss⁠ the bride.” ‎ ‎Aria looke‍d up, startled. The contract hadn’t mentioned this part.

Shit now I’ve missed everything the priest said, how did we get to exchanging the rings so quick, I guess I’ve just been going through the motions. “I pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride” Kiss the bride?, God I’m sweating it feels like my heart is about to jump out of my chest, ooh he smells so good, oh yeah the kiss. Ughh his lips are so soft. Laughing I open my eyes as Stella poked me, wiggling her eyebrows she passed me back my bouquet “don’t forget to call me after, I want to know every little detail”

Only dread. She tried to speak once, her voice rough. “What is this for?” The seamstress with the pins in her mouth removed them just long enough to answer. “La sposa. The bride.” She said it simply, as if it explained everything. “I didn’t agree to this,” Rose whispered. Another seamstress hushed her with a quick shake of the head. “Do not speak. The Don wants perfection. Do not ruin it.” So she stayed quiet as they worked, though her stomach twisted tighter with each adjustment.

I worked around the clock to put the finishing touches on my latest project and submit it just a week before our wedding. Over dinner, I mentioned to Jane Vance that we were working on a tight timeline and that we should get our wedding photos taken as soon as possible. Jane took a bite of the steak I'd made, looking as if she had just remembered something. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Lucas and I got married." For a moment, I thought I'd misheard her. But she said it so casually. "I didn't really have a choice. Lucas hasn't been performing well at the lab for the past six months, and he's about to lose his job. If I marry him, Mr. Sterling will recognize Lucas as my spouse and allow him

Right before I opened my mouth and let them have it. "You sorry ass piece of monkey shit! Is this what I am in for? Is this what I have to look forward to for the rest of my life?" I shouted, catching them both completely off guard. "Let me let you in on a little secret, Buster… I don't want to marry you either!" I jumped up and screamed in his face.