Harry And Ginny's Wedding Novels & Stories

My heart skipped a little as he finished asking me that. I turned to look at his mother who was already looking at us with pure happiness and admiration. And my Aunt, who looks eager to hear me say the word, 'I do' And his friends, they all held an awkward look on their faces. I'm sure, they're all stunned to see the same girl they saw at the restaurant yesterday as their friend's wife this morning. It was a simple wedding organized by his mother- that, I'm sure of. There are also a few guests around too.

His ears trembled slightly, and there was a tremor in his voice. "Harper, what are you talking about?" "Didn't we make an appointment? You were to attend the covenant ceremony between Emma and me today, send us blessings, and then wait for me to marry you in a year. How can you marry someone else?" I looked at him coldly, and my tone was very firm. "Jonah, I'm not kidding. I'm going to marry Alpha William today." Jonah panicked and his tone became weak. "Harper, are you still angry with me? Are you doing this this deliberately?"

Since I agreed to let Dante attend my wedding, I had someone deliver the wedding invitation as well as the pre-wedding treat to him. Dante unwrapped the cookie and slowly took a bite. It had been a long time since he last tasted something this sweet. … A sea of guests showed up for my wedding.

Perhaps humiliation. Lady Beatrice lifted her teacup. “Then I suggest we find someone capable before the Harrington board begins to wonder whether the Vale family can manage a ceremony, let alone a merger.” There it was. The truth beneath the lace and champagne. This wedding had never been about love. It was about power. By noon, the dismissed planner had left the building in tears. By one-thirty, Alexander’s office had placed calls to three luxury event firms. By three-fifteen, his assistant informed him that one name had come highly recommended.

“With everything I am.” --- "I now pronounce you husband and wife." “You may—” Harry didn’t wait. He kissed me like he owned time. Like he’d waited his whole life for this one permission. And when I kissed him back? The crowd disappeared. All I could taste was forever. --- Later The Wedding Night The suite was candlelit. Dozens. Maybe hundreds. The bed draped in soft linen. Champagne chilled. Rose petals scattered like a fantasy. I stood in the doorway, barefoot, in white silk lingerie.

Our families were pleased with how serious our relationship had become, and in the end, I proposed to Ian while we were abroad. The wedding was grand, and almost every major figure in the business world showed up. Media outlets streamed the event live across the country too. Surrounded by blessings and celebration, I exchanged rings with Ian. I had never felt so happy before. … The next time I heard Harry's name, it was news of his death. Apparently, he had committed suicide shortly after my wedding. He had seen the wedding broadcast on TV. In a fit of madness, he smashed the television. The neighbors reported the disturbance, and he was taken to the station for counseling. He seemed normal

After 4 days they were back in Canada. Ferris wanted the wedding to be simple and as quick as possible. So here they got everything done in 4 days to make the wedding be on Friday. Harry was shocked but so happy for Hazel. Matilda also was so happy. They both helped her with dress selection and Hazel decided she wanted to make her wedding cake herself so that’s where Matilda and her team came in handy.

As the priest declares your union with the love of your life, just like in movies, they shall live happily ever after. In front of her is massive and is considered one of the oldest cathedrals in town. The place where she once dreamed of holding her wedding ceremony. On the right side of the cathedral are acacia trees and benches underneath it to seat and chill. She could hear tweets of birds, they are singing happily with the anthem of love. It is a great and perfect day, she thought. "Get ready everyone! The wedding's about to start." Sheena shouted, the wedding coordinator, as she claps her hands twice to get everyone's attention.

Half a month later, Harry's wedding took place at the most luxurious resort in our hometown. The extravagance was staggering. The wedding procession was all Rolls-Royces, and the bride's gown, custom-made in Yiferia, was reportedly worth a million dollars. Some "well-meaning" relatives kept sending me the wedding photos and videos. "Vivian, look how magnificent Harry is. Your parents must be so proud." "Vivian, why didn't you attend the wedding? The whole family is here—you're the only one missing."

Haley sat on the only swing in the garden, her mind cooking up different kinds of assumptions as to why her parents didn't want words to get out. It wasn't like she cared, But were they afraid Liam would discover her true identity? “What a perfect moment to spend with the most dazzling beauty on earth.” Urgh! Haley fought the urge to roll her eyes when the guy appeared out of nowhere and sat beside her. Glancing at him, she forced a smile. “When did you come?” “The moment I heard you've agreed to our wedding,” Harry chuckled. “I always knew today would come. My two weeks of waiting were worth it.”