Elena And Damon Wedding Novels & Stories

Elena frowned. “Guests?” “I wasn’t expecting anyone.” Damien’s expression remained unreadable. “I was.” He checked the time on his watch. “Right on schedule.” Elena looked between the two men. “Who are they?” Damien buttoned his suit jacket. “The people whose opinions matter before I make you my wife.” She blinked. “My… wife?” “I never make decisions alone.” “What does that mean?” “It means my family deserves to know who you are.” A cold knot formed in Elena’s stomach.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

Elena was confused on what the man was trying to pull, clearly he was a married man with a child who was present and in her arms. He looked toward the altar. “You asked me to marry you.” Elena’s lips parted “I didn’t know you had a child.” “I don’t have a wife”, Damien replied calmly. “She passed away.” Her heart clenched “I’m sorry”. He gave a small nod “My hands are still up”, he reminded Elena. Behind them, George was already fed up with the drama unfolding before him. Today was supposed to be his wedding day. Elena heard his footsteps rushing toward them, and heard the panic in his voice.

"Thank you." "Are you ready?" Selene asked. Elara nodded. "Yes." The ceremony began, and Elara walked down the aisle, her father's arm in hers. Damon stood at the altar, waiting for her. He was wearing a black tuxedo with a silver tie, and he looked more handsome than ever. As Elara reached the altar, Damon took her hand. "You look beautiful," he said. Elara smiled. "Thank you." The officiant began the ceremony, and Elara and Damon exchanged vows.

“I, Dante Romoleo, Take you, ELENA DAMON ALCANTARA, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to uphold and uplift, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, till death do us part. “I Dante Romoleo, Take you, ELENA DAMON ALCANTARA, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, to upload and to uplift, in sickness and in health, for better or got worse, till death do us part.” “Good.” the priest mouthed with a smile. Miss Damon, your turn. “Say I, Elena Damon Alcantara, take DANTE ROMOLEO to be my lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, to uphold and to uplift, in better or for worse in sickness and in health for richer or for poor, till death do us pa

Damien said smiling at her while his father talked to his sister and Daniel walked away to mingle with his so-called friends. " yes, I've been looking for a way to come visit but Dad always gets something for us to fix which is making us travel every time," Lorena said sighing. "That's good Lo, it makes you think well and productive," Damien said chuckling which made Lorena blush. "Congratulations Mr. Willington " Damien didn't expect to see Elena smile at him with her protruding stomach. He couldn't attend her wedding because he was busy or more he didn't want her to feel scared on her day. “Thank you Mrs. Sabastian " Damien smiled back at Elena who nodded as she turned and left because sta

Not even the man she was about to get married to. It was that pathetic. Gabriel beamed at me, despite his grave expression and placed Elena's trembling hand in mine. I wrapped my fingers around her hand and held on to her tightly, my gaze sweeping over her face. She was visibly fidgeting, and her eyes were filled with so much raw fear and insecurity as the officiating priest began the ceremony. “Dearly beloved. We're gathered here today to witness the union of Elena Williams and Richard Delmonte,” he said. Elena and I exhaled in relief.

How? ‘Well, after you went awol on me at the club, Damian walked up to me and we talked. Turns out he's the lawyer to Rollins. He was invited to the wedding too. He's a great guy.’ Elena smiled shyly as she said the last part, stealing a glance at Damian. 'Oh!’ was all Sheena could mutter. She could tell her sister was smitten by the Damian guy, but that was the least of her concerns right now. She was disturbed with thoughts of Jake and she'd been wondering if he was present at the reception.