I Died On My Wedding Day Novel Novels & Stories

"You really think you made it here on your own? You think you’re that capable? "And let me tell you one last thing. Emma passed away. While you were with Zia, her condition got worse. She wanted you by her side, but you hung up on her and blocked her." Felix could not seem to process this. He grabbed Shirley, asking why I had died. "No, it can’t be true. Just one more year! I was so close to making enough money to leave this industry, and then we could’ve been together forever." Shirley shoved him away and left.

Emma stared at the ended call, lost and helpless. I wanted so badly to reach out and pat her little head, to tell her everything would be okay. But I had no strength left. Zoe was completely silent now. My consciousness was fading, and memories flashed before my eyes like old photographs. I guess this is it. This is how I die. From the assassination attempt to today, it had only been two short months. My life had barely begun before it came to an end.

Today was our wedding day. D-day, big day, or whatever term other people called it. In fact, it was supposed to be the happiest day of my life…our lives. And yet the groom-to-be was nowhere to be found. Little did I know he was on one knee in front of his supposedly dead ex-girlfriend when he should have been waiting for me at the altar as I walked down the aisle. Never I imagined that his haunted past would cause even the only thing we had to crumble before my eyes.

GRACELYNN…… My eyes flew open and I sat straight on the bed when I remembered what day it was. “Today is my wedding day.” My heart clenched tightly in my chest and I suddenly felt sick. I still remember the day I got married to Zade. I was so excited and happy. Even though my family wasn't present at the wedding I wasn't scared or sad. Instead, I was happy to know that I was going to get married to my prince charming, my mate, my Zade. Little did I know my happiest day would turn dramatically into a nightmare.

I sneered and answered coldly, “I did, but you thought that I was cursing your mother. You said that you knew her condition better than anyone else. You even warned me to never speak about your mother’s condition again, or you’d make me lose everything. “I respected you, so I never said anything again—” Randy interrupted me, “I did say that, but I was just—” “Just busy taking a blood oath with Alina before the elders? I know. “Honestly, if you had stayed for ten more minutes, you would have seen the staff from the funeral home coming over to pick up your mother’s body. But you were whistling while happily taking a blood oath with Alina. “You. Were. Whistling. When. Your. Mother. Had. Just. D

"And the wedding." "Doesn't happen the way it was supposed to." I look out the window instead of at him. "My fiancé marries someone else. On what was supposed to be my day. I find out standing outside a locked gate while the outbreak's already starting, and I don't make it through the night." The car goes very quiet. "Who," Damian says, low, and there's something in his voice now that wasn't there a minute ago, something sharper than curiosity.

I wondered if could this be a sign that I should move on from Isla, even though I didn't want to. Our wedding was in few weeks. Everyday I woke up, it was all just a lie, a bad dream. I wake up hoping that Isla will suddenly return, knocking on my bedroom door, telling me that it was all a nightmare, or that maybe everyone's thought that she was dead was false, but she is alive. Each day I woke up was a constant reminder that she is no more.

1: I’m Dying Day 1/365 Days VICKY "Your heart is very weak, and despite treatment, we’re afraid you may only have about 365 days left." These were the words that made my world stop. What was I going to do now? My husband wouldn't take this news well...Williams wouldn't take this news well.

They were all engrossed in trying to figure out how the woman whose death had been confirmed and broadcast was standing before them in the flesh. My gaze travelled to Lina, then back to Edgar. “You’re marrying someone else?” I questioned in a high pitched tone. “Why? We’re still married. I have your ring. We aren’t divorced, so why are you marrying someone else?” I raised my hand into the air to show him the band sitting pretty on my finger. “You died,” he stated, his brows knitted in confusion. “You drowned to your death.” “How can you be so sure?” I asked cluelessly. “I’m standing right here in the flesh.”

No enemy of mine can set foot their on my territory. Days passed and the day of our wedding has come and I swear to God that was the day I wished would never come because I don't want to marry that man's daughter. The only woman I was going to marry was Vera but she is gone now. All I could think about was killing the Dawson family as I watched Alice walk down the aisle. If Vera was still here, she would be here in the church and that's impossible because she is not here.