Dying On Our Wedding Week He Saved Her Instead Novels & Stories

she sobs. " Come here." I wrap my arms around her to hug her carefully. Still can't believe we're expecting a baby. " Thank God you're okay. I thought I was never gonna see you again." I chuckle and she swats my back." It's not funny. Nick's dead , including Carl." She says and i pull away at once. " What?" She nods." They died at the scene of the shootout. Carl was shot multiple times at wrong places and Nick, he was trying to save me. He took the bullet for me."

I reserve the largest banquet hall in the city, book the entire inventory of three florists six months in advance, and put together 90 thousand crystal lights and 10 thousand champagne roses for a chandelier, just to bring the wedding of Vivian Carroll's dreams to life. When we arrive at the wedding venue, I eagerly anticipate the look on her face when she sees it all. However, the moment I push open the banquet doors, I realize that the floral backdrop is gone. In its place is just a huge black-and-white funeral wreath. Our wedding portrait has also been swapped out for a funeral portrait of Eric Turner, the father of Vivian's best friend, Aaron Turner. Aaron then walks out in black mou

My wife's childhood friend and I were brought into the same hospital after a car crash. I had suffered a ruptured heart and needed emergency surgery. But my wife, Cassandra, was the hospital director. Instead of treating me, she ordered every available doctor to Miles Rowland's room so he could receive a full examination for a few minor scrapes. I begged her to save me. She only snapped, "Can you stop competing for attention for once? Do you have any idea Miles almost broke a bone?" In the end, I died in a corner where nobody found me. But when the wife who hated me most learned I was really dead, she lost her mind.

I pleaded but I knew it would not make any difference, he simply smiled as he got pale I tried applying pressure to his chest as I cried, I begged the goddess for her help as I had no idea what I would do if I lost him There was a blinding light exactly in the spot my hand was, the spot he was shut and he coughed He was aliveeeee! The goddess saved him and in that moment it clocked midnight He smiled up at me as he noticed my tears “I told you I am never going anywhere” he said and I bent and hugged him deeply “Please marry me” I begged him We got married that day and place using the priests My gown was stained with my enemy blood as his lifeless corpses laid in the corner

Three days before our wedding, I brought supper for my fiancee, Zoe Anderson, at the hospital. I opened the door of the on-call room and heard moaning sounds. Under the dim lights, the intern, Jack Reid, buried his head against Zoe’s fair shoulder. His hand slipped beneath her open white coat. After Zoe saw me, she pushed him away and tidied her clothes. She looked very calm. “Jack’s pursuing me. He’s infatuated with me, and when he found out that we’re getting married, he threatened to kill himself with a scalpel. “I was worried he’d hurt himself, so I comforted him this way. Our wedding will still go on three days later. “You’ve always been very kind. I believe you won’t mind me

I've been married to my wife, Shannon Ruppert, for ten years, but we've slept in separate beds the entire time. The day our house catches fire, the flames are so intense that no one dares to approach. Still, I rush inside, knowing the ceiling could collapse at any moment. Ignoring the pain as my skin burns, I strain to lift the wardrobe pinning her down. The firefighter who rushes in tells us that, given the severity of the fire, they can only get one of us out. Without hesitation, Shannon points to Charles Rice, her first love. "I want him to live!" I feel no anger or resentment. I just ask the question I've never dared to ask. "For the past ten years, you wouldn't let me touch you. Wa

My knees grew weak, and I felt as though my feet refused to take a step. I was still wearing my wedding gown, now soaked in blood. Dylan supported me as we walked toward the Mortuary. Yes, the Mortuary, because Jr was dead. He died on our wedding day. He was declared dead on arrival due to the wound he sustained near his heart. I never thought that the happiest day of my life would also become the most painful. What was supposed to be a celebration prepared after the wedding would end in mourning.

She had to strip away the ghost. "Along with your honeymoon. She turned the wheel to take the truck’s impact, Sadie. She died at the wheel to save your life." The definitive truth struck Sadie like a physical blow to the sternum. She almost sank completely into the dirty, cold floor, agonizing, her entire body shivering as she began sobbing so hard, so continuously, that she could barely draw oxygen into her lungs. It felt as if the entire universe had collapsed onto her chest, burying her alive beneath the ruins of her marriage.

Alley Houston sighed, murmuring to Taylor Kindsley: "These days, I've been dwelling on negative thoughts, unsure if people like us can ever have a good ending. It seems easier for me to decide my fate myself..." "Are you crazy?" Taylor Kindsley said while squeezing Alley Houston's hand tightly. "I still want to live every single day. You're healthy, why would you want to die? Thankfully, Karimba Cellon saved you in time." Alley Houston widened her eyes, looking at Taylor Kindsley. Right, she remembered that Karimba Cellon had jumped into the water to save her and tried to bring her to shore. Recalling that night, Alley Houston panicked, grasping Taylor Kindsley's hand:

he had said on that snowy morning when the world seemed to break in half. Tears were running cold down my cheeks as I thanked him for at least this man being so good to me, but then an out-of-control car skidded on the snow and headed towards us; we would have both died at that moment if my father-in-law hadn't pushed me aside and saved my life. When I woke up in the hospital bed, I got the news that he had passed away and also that I was carrying Elliot's child, and all this had happened on the second day of our marriage...