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

I pinched it on the side and it ridiculously stopped me. "Hahaha. I love tickling you, maybe it would be better if you just kiss me." I turned my back on him and covered myself with a blanket. "I don't know about you!" I promise. The next day, it was really what everyone was waiting for. The fancy wedding. The police escorted me to the church. When arriving at the church, those who attended our wedding did not dance together. You thought it was a celebrity getting married because of the crowd. Especially when I started walking towards the altar where Joseph was standing there.

Dane cleared his throat and replied in a steady voice: “No, I didn’t. That day, Wendy and I were at Moon Lake filming an outdoor ad. I left to scout a better shooting location. When I returned, Mary had already fallen into the lake. I tried to save her, but I’m not a good swimmer—I nearly drowned myself. It was Wendy who jumped in without hesitation and saved both of us.” His words stunned the room into silence. The logic didn’t add up—if I’d truly wanted to kill Mary, why would I risk my life to save her?

I felt safe around him and he tripped, both of us fell on the floor and were finally about to see that person. She walked closer and I realized it was his fiancé, why was she trying to kill his other half? I couldn’t feel anymore helpless and regretted that I saved her in the woods. I should’ve just let her die and things wouldn’t be like this. I wish I ran from that place and never looked back. Honesty doesn’t get you anywhere. She strolled towards us and Lee stood up in no time, he fought and snatched the bullet from her hands, he didn’t take a second to shoot her and she fell on the floor. Lee saved me or else I would’ve been a dead meet.

In my past life, my husband rushed back in time to save me. But Wynne, devastated by his abrupt departure, drowned her sorrows in alcohol and passed out outside a bar. She fell into the hands of a group of vile men who assaulted her through the night. The next morning, she woke in a cheap motel and, overwhelmed with despair, leapt from its rooftop. When I learned the news, I dragged my fragile, traumatized body to pay my respects at her grave. However, Michael pressed my head down and forced me to kneel until my forehead was bloodied and raw.

“Sir, come on, it’s dark out. We have rules. Don’t make it hard on me.” He held onto my gravestone and didn’t want to let go. Before he left, he thought of an old story he’d heard somewhere. If two people loved each other, and one of them went first, the other could drop a single drop of blood at her grave, and they’d find each other in the next life. He’d never believed in any of that, not before tonight. He pulled a small knife out of his pocket, didn’t hesitate, and drew it across his wrist.

Instead, he explained calmly, “We didn’t finish our wedding vows today, remember? so technically, she’s not my wife yet. And even if she were, she still has no say in where I go or who I meet.” I was taken aback by Lucian’s words. He had been so eager to marry her, so desperate that he couldn’t wait to get me to sign the papers. So why hadn’t he finished the vows today? And to be standing here on Milo’s porch, instead of with Selene, that was odd. Very odd. Milo looked surprised too. He opened the door and stepped aside, “Come in. Do you want a drink?” “No need,” Lucian replied quickly. “You know why I came. I’m not here for a drink. Tell me—how did Elara die?”

The air was filled with a faint smell of wolf and the aroma of herbs, as if to crown our happiness. I finally found a partner who wil truly love me. It's great. After that, I never saw Jonah again. But I heard that he and Emma had turned against each other. The two slandered each other every day, swore at each other, and even fought each other. But no one expected that on the day when they quarreled the most, the two of them actually released their wolves and started a life-and-death fight on the edge of the cliff. In the end, the two wolves fell off the cliff together, and no one survived. But that had nothing to do with me. End

The shot hit the target and finally, the helicopter threw a bomb from the undead's direction. Duarrr! Criss walked up to Riski, he held Riski's head and found Riski had died. "Nope!" Criss shouted with a huge fire burning behind him. *flash disk on* "Honey, today I am very happy with you, because we are legally husband and wife," said Sarah looking at the face of her husband who was dressed in a white coat. "Yes honey, I'm also happy and I'm very grateful to have got a beautiful woman like you," Kenzo replied looking lovingly at Sarah who was wearing a wedding dress that matched the color of her dress.

He knelt to the ground while hugging those shoes, crying silently. Joe sighed and showed Evan another clip, which came from the dashcam on the day of my accident. Nikki had destroyed the clip after I died in the crash, but Joe managed to recover it. Nikki looked savage as she said maliciously, "You should die! Once you're dead, I'll become Evan's wife, the legitimate Mrs. Jones!" When Nikki noticed me trying to protect my belly, she realized something and got back into the car to crash it hard into me. "Die with that bastard in your belly!"

“What’s wrong?” Jamie finally looked up at him. “Daddy, have you found the lady who saved me yet?” Alexander’s expression changed slightly. Ever since the accident, Jamie had not stopped talking about the mysterious woman who helped him breathe again that night. At first, Alexander assumed it was simple gratitude, but it had become more than that. Jamie genuinely wanted to see her again. “I already sent people to look for her,” Alexander replied calmly. “They’re still searching.” Jamie slowly dropped his spoon. “How long will it take?” he asked quietly, his eyes already beginning to turn red. “I want to see her.”