Flash Mob Marriage Proposal Novels & Stories

] The story shot to the top of trending topics, along with tags like #Marriage Scam and #The Houston-Frazier Wedding Was a Massive Hoax. People started analyzing footage from Marion and Debra's wedding. They broke down his micro-expressions, claiming they were proof of his congenital emotional detachment. Every reaction he made was an unconscious habit. Some started to speculate why Marion had chosen to marry Debra. From their first encounter to their grand, fairy-tale wedding seemed to be all an elaborate scam. By noon, the news had spread like wildfire. People in both Seamar City and overseas were talking about it. Erica and Randy kept calling Debra, and so did Oscar and Theda.

"A-Are you t-trying to—" "Yes, I'm trying to propose here. T-Trying because minutes ago I was hesitating to do it. But here I am, wearing my least favorite shirt with chemical symbols of Nitrogen(N), Erbium(Er) and Dysprosium(Dy) printed on it and covered with my ugly hoodies, asking you to marry me. I hesitated but I'm so sure now. Hilary Damien, you're the best that ever happened in my life of changes and growing up. You're the most beautiful human that has ever come onto my bridge. I love you so much. So please, will you marry me? It doesn't need to be now but—"

Adrian settled beside her, composed as ever, like this was an ordinary Tuesday night errand rather than an impromptu engagement. “Where are we going?” she asked again, folding her arms. “To buy you a ring,” he said simply, tapping his phone. “If I’m going to marry you tomorrow, we’ll do it properly.” “Tomorrow?” Elena nearly choked. “Don’t you think this is a little fast?” Adrian’s gray eyes slid toward her, cool and unreadable. “You’re the one who proposed, Elena. I don’t procrastinate when I want something.” Something. Not someone. The word sent a shiver through her.

Thankfully we were seated with Lucas and Maria so the night wasn't a complete dud. When the event ends, the photographers gather again outside for exit shots. Cassian’s hand returns to my waist, guiding me down the steps. We get into the car, the door closes and we're thrown back into awkward silence. Then, I let it out. “You don’t own me.” Cassian doesn’t look up from his phone. “Legally, this marriage says differently.” I turn to face him fully. “I’m not a property.” His eyes lift. Calm. Reflective. Empty.

"I was actually about to tell you. I got married." Zoe's jaw dropped. It took her a long moment to find her voice. "When?!" "Yesterday," Nora said, calm as ever. "Dr. Sterling fit my criteria — looks, career, everything. So we went ahead and got the license. Flash marriage." "Flash marriage? Dr. Sterling?!" Zoe shot out of her seat. "Which Dr. Sterling?!" Nora blinked, confused. "The one your mom set me up with." Zoe's voice trembled. "...The Dr. Sterling my mom introduced? You got a marriage license with him?"

You must come. I smiled, blocked her number, deleted every contact on my phone, and left the city. At 8 p.m., the livestreamed proposal began. The viewers who expected to mock me were stunned when Debbie herself appeared on camera. She held a bouquet and waited for her fiance to walk toward her. Footsteps came closer. Her eyes suddenly widened. She jumped to her feet and shouted furiously at the man in front of her, “Why are you here?!”

Everything about him screams gentle, but I could see the smoke of morally gray fire burning in those eyes. He steps forward and flashes me a small smile. “Jade Morningstar, correct?” I swallow a lump and nod slowly, captivated. Then, he leans forward and says in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “I have a marriage proposal for you.”

“No, I’m not married.” “You want to marry me?” she asked. “Hm. It’s a deal,” I said. “But I have my rules.” She raised a brow. I smirked. “Rule number one: no intimacy,” I said bluntly. “Rule number two: we’ll each live our own lives. But in public, we’ll act like the perfect couple.” She was still kneeling before me. The scene felt bizarre—this woman proposing to me. I couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly.

Rocky says, clapping too, "Marry him now. Now!” "Stop it, idiot," I let out and I throw my phone at him. Unfortunately, he catches it before it hits him, "I'm not doing this to be petty, I actually like Cameron. He's always been so hot. I used to look respectfully. But today… I looked very disrespectfully." "Mom, TMI," Bobbie groans and laughs at the same time, "But good for you. I’m team Marry Him Now, too. I need a new dad."

What I saw made my heart stop. It was the news, the morning news and right there, on the big screen, was me on my knees proposing to Alexander. The reporter was laughing, saying, "A shocking scene last night at the Maldives! A young woman proposed to a handsome man after what appeared to be a wild night of fun. Witnesses say he said yes! Could this be the beginning of a real love story?" I covered my mouth with both hands again. I wanted to die. I wanted the earth to swallow me whole.