Groom Stories Novels & Stories

I pointed at the door and yelled, "Get out!" He warned me not to regret my decision before leaving with Yvette in tow. The next day, one of my colleagues sent me a video. Henry, dressed in a white suit, instructed some office people to put up a banner. "Congratulations to Mr. Henry Fenton and Ms. Yvette Samson!" the banner read. I immediately jumped out of bed. After grabbing my coat, I sped toward the happy couple's wedding venue. I scoffed as soon as I saw the banner. The wedding was being hosted at a hotel. Upon entering the lobby, I was met with a huge crowd. Not long after, I caught sight of Henry.

As a part of this, the bridegroom is made to wear a turban and a headgear or sehera, which covers his face and is called Sehrabandi. After that Karan got ready wearing his Cream silk thread embroidered sherwani. While his mother made the mare (female horse) get decorated and fed a mixture of chickpeas and jaggery before the baarat (groom and his family) leaves for bringing the bride while dancing and enjoying with happiness as the groom stays seated on mare.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us bear witness together." Under the crowd’s startled gazes, the wedding screen went dark. Then the images began to play. It was footage from a bachelorette party. Under flashing red and green lights, a drunken Fiona had her arms hooked around Gavin’s neck, kissing him passionately. People around them were cheering. "Kiss! Kiss! Woohoo!" "This is true love!" After a long time, the two finally separated reluctantly. Fiona looked into the camera, raised her glass, and shouted, "To youth!"

********* EXCERPT FROM THE STORY ************ " Sign… ". One word. One command. Her eyes furrowed in deep anger which was revealed on her face. It wasn't hidden, Ferdinand noticed it himself. He picked up the pen and bent low while staring at the paper. This is so ridiculous to him. " It's a contract. You will be my groom, just for sixty days… ", her loud but annoying voice echoed in his ear. She sat at the edge of the table, " I will hire you to be my groom, and I'll pay you immediately after the contract is over. Don't ever refer to me as your wife, because nothing is binding the both of us together."

Adro replied before embracing Grace again and laying her down. "I can't wait to marry you," Grace said, drawing a line on Adro's cheek with her finger. "You'll surely look enchanting in a wedding dress," Adro said, taking a deep breath. "Just imagining it makes me nervous." Grace chuckled. "A model and a prince like you?" "A wedding ceremony happens only once in a lifetime. I'll also be facing the most beautiful bride in the world," Adro answered, rubbing his face on Grace's neck and making her giggle.

Who is she? “Who are….” He started but then she swung back her face to him and he saw the resolve in her eyes as she asked "What do you think of being a groom for a day?” “What?!”

I stood on the stage alone in my wedding dress. I turned to the guests and gave a deep bow. "Thank you all for attending my wedding. Unfortunately, there have been some last-minute changes. "Bianca York will now take over Sandra Zimmer as the bride. I sincerely apologize, and please enjoy the night." The room fell completely silent. Gordon Abbott—the groom—stormed onto the stage and snatched the glass from my hand. "Sandra, what are you talking about? Today's our wedding. That was just a mistake!" His expression was unmistakably dark.

He didn't invite any relatives or friends. At the time, he explained that we lived in a new city. Even if we announced our wedding, our friends wouldn't be able to come anyway. It would've just looked like we were asking for wedding gifts. We might as well have kept it simple and got married unannounced. We could hold another celebration after we went back. I didn't think much of it back then, but now that I thought about it, his arrangement was clearly just a roundabout way of creating an opportunity for Mia to take my place as the bride.

To begin with, it was Moriah and Shaun's wedding, so she awkwardly mentioned Ethan's name. The company was indeed a great event firm. They are professionals and excel in their work, furthermore the company strictly follows the Non Disclosure Agreement. So what had happened in Moriah's wedding was never disclosed. Moriah looked at Ethan and caught him staring at her. He leaned and whispered in her ears. "You owe me a wedding ceremony." Moriah was in between complaining and laughing. "We're already married." "I want to change the memory that I have been just a replacement groom," he replied as he gently squeezed her waist.

I asked out of curiousity and until now i still doesn't know any of them. "Orion, Orion Hunt" He responded an-bothered. He took his phone on his pocket and use it. I wish i could have one. Aw! "Persephone Hagne" persephone suddenly introduced herself. She hand me her hand for shake hand. That's what i read on those books of my teacher. Shake hands is a traditional custom of some people to make friends or a greetings to someone you doesn't know. "Artemis, Artemis Zeus" I responded. I lift hand to shake her hands.