I Object Wedding Novels & Stories

On this day forward, i'm officially submitting myself to the billionaire's dominion and I'll gladly embrace his dark to darkest shades with all certainties. "You're the finest bride, my dear." Mom mumbled on my side. "Thanks, mom. I love you two." I heartily replied to her compliment. I felt Dad's palm in the vacant space of my back, obviously because the gown i picked to present in this very special day of my life is a backless styled deep v-shaped neckline with diamond crystals emphasizing the linings of the equal sides of the upper part of the gown. The wedding song which Lorcan and i agreed to choose, started playing with the help of orchestra on the side platform led by the main vocalis

the anchor of the event announces and the hall starts to quiet down. “I would like to invite Mr. kings and Mr. sawyer up here as per the tradition in silver city so that they can hold up the tray for their sons respectively while the bride and the groom take their position for the exchange of rings.” The anchor announces as my eyes search for Meelah that was so confident about doing what she can to put a stop to this wedding ceremony but she is moving towards my direction with my dad, clad in an olive green halter neck backless satin gown that complements her black hair that is styled into an updo.

Cameras flashed immediately like thousands of fire flies but that didn't get my attention. My dad threw a step and I threw mine, absent mindedly. We walked into the glass house that stretched and I paused. The flashes from the cameras intensified and the crowd stood up on their heels. I gaped at the amount of people present and turned to my dad who gave me a reassuring nod. I smiled at him and my eyes caught something behind him. It was a glass shaped flower, with a little painting of white and red that made it pop. My mouth dropped and I blinked twice to be sure of what I was seeing. It was still there, it wasn't a dream just like my gown wasn't a dream. I took a step and looked around, it

The list of wedding essentials grew shorter as they found the perfect shoes (strappy silver sandals with just enough height to keep the dress from dragging), jewelry (simple diamond studs to complement but not compete with Liam's necklace), and a variety of other necessities. By late afternoon, they found themselves in an upscale lingerie boutique, where Isla was selecting several delicate pieces for both the wedding night and the honeymoon that would follow. Miranda and Taylor had settled onto a comfortable couch in the waiting area, sipping complimentary cucumber water and flipping through magazines while Isla tried on what felt like the hundredth item of the day. Just as she was examining

I bet it kills him in the gut to know we are marrying her and he’s walking her down the aisle to bring her to us. Ooh the irony of it all. When they finally reach us, Osiris hugs her before throwing us his usual death glare. Damn straight I’m the first one to clutch River’s right hand. Connor clutches her left hand while Shane shamelessly stands slightly behind her, his hand wrapped around her four months pregnant, tummy. “You look pretty, honey.” “Thanks, mom”, River coos. And that voice shoots straight to my system. “Dearly beloved,…wait before I start, I would like to know if there is anyone here who objects to this union?” Iridian asks looking at the crowd behind us.

They both hold hands as they walk down the aisle, down the steps as they walk towards the altar, and when they get there, everyone is shocked as the blonde stares into the void. While for the blond it's all so strange, but it feels good, being with the blond, more so when they are still holding hands. A beautiful wedding to make you a slave to my eyes. The blonde Lucretia sighs, Jeff the blond tries to sigh, and be as calm as possible, he knows that his mother and Lucretia's family would be there, he had to keep calm, until his thoughts were immediately interrupted by a voice.

Let’s get this over with. The wedding was a formality. A performance. A necessary illusion to keep the families quiet and the bloodlines clean. I stood there in a tailored suit that cost more than most men’s mortgages, watching GreenLee walk toward me like she was stepping into a trap she didn’t know she’d helped set. She was radiant. Real. And I hated that this day—this moment—was tainted by what had to come next. Ivan.

But my superiors at work had warned me repeatedly to control my temper—to show restraint and avoid physical confrontation whenever possible. I forced a deep breath and spoke coolly. "Whatever your relationship with Yves is, the wedding is mine to plan. Please leave." Nina ignored me and instead barked orders at the crew. "Yes, put the dead rat here. That'll set the mood. The curse will then take effect." The church looked like a scene from a nightmare; my anger flared. Walking away seemed tempting, but if I canceled the wedding outright, I would lose face—and my parents would tear me apart. For their sake, I kept my temper and softened my voice.

"Got the picture of how big a deal Mr. Gibson is? Listen up, at the wedding on the 28th, I'll be the one turning heads in a Gibson original. I'll be the bride everyone's talking about, while you, Celena, will just fade into the background.

Kayzer mentioned my whole name. "How did you know my whole name?" "Of course, It is important for me to know my soon-to-be wife." I know our wedding is just a bet but he put effort on it. We only have one day to prepare for our wedding. His secretary helped us to organize everything and called a media for tomorrow. My adoptive parents doesn't know about this yet so I need to go home. "You want me to go with you?" he asked. "As if our wedding has true feelings, babe. I can handle my parents very well so just take a rest for our wedding." I smirked and leave a marked on his neck.