Escape From Wedding Novels & Stories

The pocket is designed to not only house her phone, but also some cash and cards so that she could pay for her escape. Secondly, a discussion with the wedding planner enabled her to modify the wedding procession. She sternly informed the planner that all her bridesmaids should be standing at the altar for at least one minute before she has to walk down the aisle. One minute is all she needs to escape from the small room at the back of the cathedral and get into a cab that would be waiting by the side of the road, on East 50th Street.

After the wedding ceremony, everyone will proceed at the hotel owned by Stanley Company and before the day ends, the newly weds will ride the Donovan’s private plane for their trip to the Caribbean for their honeymoon. Bryce and Jim plotted their plan. Make some calls and test some gadgets they will use on the wedding day. “Everything is set, how about your escape place?” Jim remembered the important part of the plan. Bryce couldn’t just escape and take Fabe somewhere that Massimo can find them. It should be a perfect hiding place. “Leave that to me,” Bryce borrowed his hoodie and car. Over the years of searching for Nova, he have search for a place where to bring her and where no one recogn

The Valley. Evelyn stood up and she looks around she looks up and she could see that where she was just too high, she can’t climb to go up, she dosen’t know her way around the valley. She stood in her burnt dress and she thinks back to her wedding, she looks back to the burnt car and the burnt driver and she tries going out of the valley, each time she tries it’s like she is going in circles and she would always return to the main spot until she find a way and she started tracing the path of the valley till she found a way out and she walked a bit until she was able to find a way and she started running , she ran to the airport and the next thing she was dressed in a jeans pant and an off sh

The watching man cursed as boiling liquid splashed over him. "Move!" Marcus grabbed Zariel's wrist. They ran. Straight through the swinging kitchen doors. Cookware clattered. Someone shouted. The back exit burst open. Rain hit them instantly. Marcus pointed left. "Freezer." She followed. "Dumpster gate." The Metal gate, it was nlocked. Beyond it, A black sedan. Her shadow officer was already climbing out. Marcus stopped suddenly stopped. "No." She turned. "They'll chase whoever has the drive." "Come with me." She pleaded

On my wedding day, I'm up at 4:00 am, waiting for the makeup artist. By 7:00 am, no one has shown up. I start to panic and call my best friend, Whitney Adams. She bursts out laughing. "Erin, how did you miss this? They changed the plan last night. No one's coming to pick you up. Everyone went straight to the hotel." I grab my wedding dress and rush over. By the time I get there, I'm drenched in sweat. The hotel is empty. Then Whitney calls again, trying not to laugh. "I was messing with you. Don't tell me you actually went to the hotel. Destination weddings are the thing now. We moved yours to an island. Everyone's already at the airport waiting for you." So I drag my heavy garment ba

On the day I married the heir apparent of the Belladale Kingdom, Elijah Hale, my mother chose me to go to the Ravelle Empire in my sister's place. Still wearing my wedding dress, I boarded the carriage bound for Ravelle without looking back even once. In my previous life, my family had sent my sister in my place because I was set to marry Prince Elijah. They never imagined that the Ravelle Emperor would be so depraved as to give her to his chief chamberlain as a wife. My sister was tortured to death, calling for our mother with her final breath. When my mother learned what had happened, her hair turned white overnight. She even said she should have sent me to Ravelle instead. After my f

My fiancé hated anything that felt like a hassle. In the five years we dated, I always chose where we went. His only job was to have his driver take him there. For birthdays and anniversaries, he gave me the same Barbie-pink lipstick every time. When we started planning our wedding, nothing changed. I tried to go over the guest list with him, but he said it was too much trouble and couldn't be bothered to check it carefully. Even when it came to our engagement photos, he complained that the shoot would take too long, so we only did one basic package. Today, I came to the wedding planning studio alone to give final approval on the arrangements. As the planner, Claire Bennett, pulled up the re

he mouthed. Mary pulled Lilac into her arms, whispering prayers. Scarlet nodded toward the side exit. "We move, quietly." We slipped through the back door into the alley, the wind was cold and sharp, carrying the faint stench of decay. Behind us, the front of the diner exploded inward as something hit it hard. The Hollowed, at least a dozen, they poured through the windows, shrieking, their eyes glowing in the dark. We had made it out of the diner just in time.

And I had never relied on any man for survival. I had only agreed to this marriage to put my parents at ease. Now that I saw the truth, it seemed wiser to cut my losses. Yves sneered, unconvinced. "Lucy, kneel and apologize to Nina, or the wedding is off." I met his eyes. "Then call it off." Shock flickered across his face, his expression turning dark. When he realized my determination wasn't a bluff, a trace of helplessness clouded his eyes. Nina, however, was radiant with joy. Clutching his arm tightly, her voice brimmed with expectation.

I started to move, but my brother Fred caught me at the landing and lifted a hand to stop me. “Go back to your room, Aubrey,” he said firmly. “Fred, what’s happening?” He sighed, eyes flicking toward the chaos below. “Travis canceled the wedding. No explanation. Eileen is losing her mind.” I returned to my room and sat on the edge of my bed, my thoughts racing. How was I supposed to escape with everyone awake and screaming? I looked out the window. Jumping meant landing in the backyard, but the third floor drop was too high, even for a wolf. Then I saw it. Three black SUVs tore through the gates and skidded to a stop in the driveway.