Hearts Bridal Novels & Stories

] I stood there stupidly, staring at the invitation. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally typed back: [Sure. I hope you'll have a lifetime of happiness.] Maybe by this point, the truth didn't matter anymore. - In the end, I attended Selena's wedding. I kept my distance, watching from afar. She looked stunning. Her wedding dress flowed out behind her, thirty feet of white silk embroidered with roses so lifelike, they almost seemed to bloom with every step she took. I remembered how she once told me that when she got married, she wanted to wear a dress covered in roses.

I walked towards the high priestess and my husband to be. On my head, I wore a wreath of interwoven rosemary and sage intertwined with forget-me nots. For my bridal bouquet, I carried white orchids, yellow daffodils, gillyflowers, with a few forget-me-nots and cherry blossoms sprinkled in as well as some rosemary and sage.

Deptian immediately stood beside Regina, then took her arm and walked into the wedding hall to see her off. The bridal gown was white, studded with gems that made it sparkle even more under the lights of the banquet hall. Not to mention the open bosom, which added to the graceful impression and made Regina even more beautiful, even though she was covered by a veil. Hertia who was already waiting in front of the priest, continued to stare at the bride without blinking. He was so mesmerized by Regina's beauty that he was hypnotized to look at the woman all the time.

A string quartet played softly, their elegant renditions of pop songs filling the space with a romantic yet modern touch. Maya sat in the lavish bridal suite, her hands folded delicately in her lap, as her bridesmaids surrounded her, their voices buzzing with excitement. The room was a swirl of silk and chiffon, the muted hues of their dresses perfectly complementing the aesthetic Maya had so carefully curated. She had chosen the colors herself, ensuring they enhanced her own brilliance rather than stealing focus. Mauve and pale yellow, soft and elegant, the kind of colors that whispered refinement. Layla had approved, of course. The two women had spent months perfecting every single detail,

Amidst this enchanting backdrop, the culmination of a union was underway, a union that held more than met the eye. As Haider descended the sweeping staircase, his steps measured and purposeful, Ameera was cocooned within his arms, her heart pounding like the fluttering wings of a captive bird. Her vision was veiled by the sheer fabric of her bridal veil, a delicate barrier between her and the curious gazes that now turned towards her.

The bridal suite was quiet, save for the faint rustle of lace and satin as Carmilla stood before the mirror. Her wedding gown clung to her like a porcelain shell, delicate, elegant, and yet, suffocating. The room, adorned with soft white florals and flickering candles, felt more like a stage than a sanctuary. Mrs. Hunt stood behind her daughter, her fingers meticulously adjusting the lace sleeves of the gown. Her touch was precise, but cold void of the affection one might expect from a mother preparing her daughter for her wedding day.

but does my heart ache watching them throw a football back and forth. Clara wanted me to meet her for wedding dress shopping today. I didn’t wanna go but you know Clara she would have just dragged me here whether I like it or not. “Wow. Lily, this is the one,” Clara nods. “I agree,” Rose smiles with tears in her eyes. Jenny couldn’t make it today. I wish she could have been here. The dress is beautiful. Ball Gown strapless heart shaped neckline, with lots of crystals. This wouldn’t have been my choice of dress but I don’t care I just want to go.

But I can't help but feel, it's just a contract it's not going to last. Taking a deep breath, I stand up pulling my wedding dress up in my hands so I can walk well. I walk out of my room as they led me to the garden where the wedding is taking place. I met Ryan at the entrance. He smiles at me. "You look beautiful Hazel " he says and I let out a fake smile. "Thank you " "Your hands "he says and stretch out his palms. "Are you walking me to the aisle " I ask. Yes " he says. I nod and let him.

I prefer observing and allowing all my pack members to see and experience the companionship of their Alpha. Hayden is sitting at the table with Liam and Luca, and they are deep into the conversation; next to them is Rose, feeding little Lyra and Leah.. In the crowd, I can see Leah dancing with Kyle, I can admire her beautiful features. She looks astonishing today, dressed in a gauzy orange dress with white dots. Her long hair is loose, her cheeks are rosy, and her eyes are sparkling. Kyle is a perfect dancing partner for her; they move very graciously, and observing them is delightful.