Heaven Bridal Novels & Stories

"Emma, I want you to know…I'm proud of you. Of the woman you've become. Of how you handled everything this past year. You forgave Daniel even though you were hurting." "I think I had the best role models," Emma said, squeezing his arm. "Your mother, you mean." He grinned at her. "You both." Emma smiled. "Thank you, Dad. For being the best dad a girl could ask for." Luke kissed her forehead through the veil. "You ready to do this?" "Let's get this show on the road." The music started for her bridal march. Classical guitar, soft and sweet. The bridesmaids had already taken their places. Honey, Lauren, Maggie, Prue. All standing on the left side of the altar, smiling at her.

Hector stopped in his tracks and let out a deep sigh before walking towards where their parents were. Then, a mellow and familiar slow love song filled the air. His heart skipped a beat before it turned wilder – like it wanted to explode inside his chest. Everyone clapped their hands, but his eyes were glued – only to the woman that they all are staring at. She was undeniably the most beautiful woman in the place – as she walked towards the aisle with her simple princess cut white dress that only reached just below her knees. She was all smiles as her rosy cheeks turned a bit brighter this time – radiating the happiness she was feeling. Her straight black hair was braided with a veil clipped

maid and groomsman, they each descended down the stairs and stood at the alter, then he called me, Aurora and Bryan, after we got to the Alter he called Tyler and Justin down to the Alter and when Tyler and Justin go to the alter he announced The Father of the Bride Hades Williams and The Bride Your Highness Queen Destiny Hope Williams. When the announced Destiny everyone stood up and turned to the back of the church and watched Her walk down the stairs. I looked over at Bryan his eyes were glued to watching her descend down the stairs when the guard arched the sabers when he and her daddy watched to the front everyone was amazing on how beautiful she was, she was breath taking I haven’t s

CHAPTER TWO HEAVEN’s POV I was crammed into the opulent dressing room, surrounded by silks and satins that felt more like chains than bridal attire. My heart was a storm of emotions—anger, betrayal, heartbreak—all swirling into a tempest that threatened to tear me apart from the inside. The dress I was being forced into felt like a straightjacket, binding me to a fate I never chose.The wedding dress felt like a shackle, each lace detail, a testament to my suffocating reality. My hands shook, not from the anticipation of joy but from the desperation of a trapped soul seeking escape.

He held her hand and ran straight to Blissful Bride Boutique. Celena mentioned that she would be coming to this bridal shop to pick out a wedding dress with Cheryl during breakfast. That was why Liam looked up the information about the shop online before he headed over. Blissful Bride Boutique was well-known in Biskeland. It was also a rather outstanding brand on the international scale. It was reasonable to say that it was the most expensive bridal shop in Drunham City.

In truth, she was merely waiting—calculating, observing, waiting for the right moment to slip away. Aiden watched her from a distance. He could tell she had a plan of her own, but he also couldn’t let the night pass without making his presence known—especially when it would benefit the woman he intended to claim as his bride. So, without hesitation, he began to walk toward her. His strides were smooth, regal, commanding. Conversations halted as he moved. Guests turned their heads. Whispers fluttered through the hall like startled birds. “The Smith's heir… he’s here?”

“The king decreed I must witness that the vows are consummated.” “I thought perhaps just the bloody sheet...” she said softly. Padraig’s eyes narrowed. She could not provide a bloody sheet and they both knew it. “One of my brothers is to marry a widow, she can not provide a bloody sheet. It would not be fair if the emissary had to watch them and not us.”

But as impossible as it may sound, a man as secured as him, owned a famous company that somebody trustworthy enough supervised under his name. Fortunately though, that person was needed no more, because what was awaited upon has just been found. HIS BRIDE. . . Well technically, she wasn't yet his bride, but willing or not, she would be. He had already spotted her, she had already been chosen, she was his now…undeniably his.

"I'm here to help, sir. I intend to prove myself." Garrison smirked, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Good. Because you're not here to sit around and twiddle your thumbs. You're here because we've got a killer who likes to dress women up as brides and leave them dead with a rose on their chest. We're up to six victims now. All young women, all found in various picturesque spots around town. No fingerprints, no DNA, no witnesses. Just bodies in wedding dresses and roses." Jane's stomach twisted. She had read about the Bride Killer in the papers, but hearing it described in such stark detail made it feel more real. More horrifying.

“Tiana Larrinson?” Hearing my name, I instinctively looked up. Shawn Chandler stood over me, frowning. Beside him was Jessica Jordan, glittering with jewels in a custom designer gown. “So, it is really you.” He let out a sneer as his gaze swept across my plain clothes and the old garments in my hands. “You refused to wear the bridesmaid’s dress back then, and now, you’ve fallen so low that you’re rummaging through other people’s old clothes?”