Karamo Brown Wedding Novels & Stories

Tara was a short blonde girl, who loves race cars whereas Sean was tall with brown hair and loved to ride motorcycles. It was 1:00 and the guests started to arrive, Tara and Sean didn’t want a big wedding, so they were having it at their home. They didn’t want to have it at a church because it would cost too munch money, so they decided to have it outside. Some of the guests that came in were Sekora’s uncle John and Aunt Lizzie, Niece Abigail and Cousins Miguel and Brian. The outside area looked really nice with pink cloth tables, a red carpet leading to white pillars, plus it had a stage and Sekora’s cousin Adrian, who is a minister married them.

"So, it really is your wedding today?" I looked him dead in the eye, calm and composed. "You think I'm like you? Always playing with people like they're pawns in your little games? "The wedding dress was custom-made, and Gavin brought the ring back from overseas. Neither of them was rented." Easton looked like he'd just been stabbed. "Then, the e-invite..." I opened my phone and shoved my feed in front of his face.

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.

The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased. Lorenzo became even more infuriated when he found out the church he had booked was hosting a wedding. His baskets of roses had been pushed into a corner to make room for lilies. "What's going on?" he snapped, grabbing one of the church staff, his face dark. "I paid for exclusive use of this place for the entire day!" Just then, the wedding ceremony ended. The church doors swung open, and cheers spilled out. The groom looked familiar. He was the Don of the Argento family from Southern Darvent, Dominic. The possessive way he gazed at his bride left no doubt about his feelings.

"Grandpa has prepared two samples of wedding invitations." "W-what?" she exclaimed. Gwen was shocked to learn about this; she took the two items and opened them. Her full name and even her boss's name were written, along with the wedding date. "Are we getting married on the 31st tomorrow? Isn't that a working day?" "It seems like he just randomly put in a date or maybe he does want the wedding on a working day," Dominic replied with a flat expression. "And what now, Sir?" "Don't know. He told us to choose the color. But I don't want to choose," Dominic answered, appearing indifferent. He moved towards his desk, turning on his laptop.

“They want to see you on your big day. I heard there were bets out on whether you’d actually show.” I sigh. “People have no lives anymore…” He shrugs his shoulders. I walked to flower covered alter and stood beside my brother. The pastor Marcos on my right. The Pastor married my brother as well. I didn’t realize he’d be marrying Amara and I as well. The benches were filled to the brim with guests. I don’t recognize half the people at this wedding. Rowan and I were making plans for tomorrow when the music started playing. First to walk down the aisle is a daughter of some family member I don’t know.

"Don't let anyone extinguish that." I nodded. "I won't." --- The wedding day was perfect. The hall was draped in flowers and silver ribbons. Wolves packed the seats, their eyes warm and welcoming. Damon walked me down the aisle, his arm steady. Kael stood at the altar, his silver eyes locked on me. He was wearing a black suit, his hair slicked back. He looked so beautiful I almost cried. He took my hands. "You look perfect." "You too." The ceremony was simple. Vows. Promises. Words that bound us together.

He looked like a beautifully dressed corpse standing at his own funeral. The doors at the back of the cathedral swung open. The crowd gasped in admiration as Katherine Brown stepped onto the white carpet. She wore a grand, custom-designed white wedding gown covered in thousands of tiny diamonds that caught the light with every step. A long, transparent veil trailed behind her like a royal cape. Her makeup was flawless, and her crimson lips were curved into a massive, victorious smile. She walked down the aisle with the slow, proud stride of a queen who had finally won a brutal, five-year war. She had successfully erased the baker’s daughter from history. She had secured the throne.

I had to couple it with white lace gloves that reached my elbows and enchanting matching jewelry, thanks to Leo. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to me. Carmelo, who was standing by the altar with Junior, Leo, and Willem beside him, turned toward me and stared. His father, with a proud smile, stood in the middle because he was going to officiate our wedding. Carmelo was in a black three-piece suit, immaculate black shoes, and a gold pocket square. My favorite colors. I smiled, studying him more. His hair was slicked back. His longing gaze and his tear-shining eyes were like a reminder of how good he was for me. Calm. Chaotic at times. Gentleman. Annoying and caring full-time.

Kashmir chuckled "Am I a blue whale? I won't look good in my wedding gown if I gain weight." "Well, wife, you will always look beautiful to me even if you get fat." He brushed her face with his knuckles. While they were eating, the two of them bantered with each other as if no one was with them. It was until they heard Kharim cleared his throat. "Ahem" Kharim cleared his throat, Kashmir and Amaro turned their heads toward Kharim's direction. "I heard from, mother and father that your wedding will be re - scheduled two weeks ahead of the original wedding date. Is that correct? Kharim's one brow raised while he asked Amaro.