Novel & Cerita Lavender Marriage

"The dress doesn't really matter though. All that matters is you're the one I'm marrying. I don't mind how simple the wedding or elaborate the dress is as long as you're my bridegroom." Lavender spoke with a serious expression, meaning every word she said. But just as she had expected, Jonah didn't say anything after listening to her confession. "Let's go take a photo tomorrow," Lavender said to him after a short pause. "Take a photo?" Jonah looked at her in confusion. "Uh-huh. We're getting married soon, right? So, let's take a wedding photo as a memento. After we're married, we can put the photo in our home so that everyone knows that we're married!" Lavender patiently explained to Jonah.

She took the hanky from her pocket and gently wiped his sweat. They ordered a Belgian waffle and stayed in the car. It is safer to talk inside the car, knowing that nobody would hear their conversation. "So far, we have reached this far. How I wish time flies so fast because I can't wait to divorce you," says Perci. "Same here. I can't wait to marry Laurence once we part ways." "That's why we should be careful. No unforeseen events should come in our three years lavender marriage, such as: Getting pregnant by the other guy or me, because I won't take responsibility for you. Anyway, that won't happen unless you dragged me, maybe?" says Perci.

Wendy handled her like a pro, keeping my world spinning without a hitch. However, at the wedding, Ella lost it, crashed the party, and started flinging insults like confetti. "Jim, it all makes sense now. You're so eager to divorce me because you've been fooling around with this homewrecker. How long have you two been sneaking around behind my back?" Wendy slipped her arm through mine, beaming with a smile. "Not everyone gets their kicks from cheating like you do. We've got our principles, you know."

The wedding was to take place in three days. Why so soon? We had to prepare for war, and Tevarr could help us only after the marriage. Therefore, the wedding would have to be quick and small-scale. Lavinia never left Abigail’s side, and the latter seemed quite affectionate. We could speak in private only when we danced, and even then... “She lied about being pregnant.” “I know.” I was sure of that myself, but getting a confirmation from a vampire was nice.

His protective nature would never quite let go of the past, but Lavender no longer needed his permission. Life, as strange as it was, had found a rhythm of normalcy again. And now, she was standing at the cusp of another beginning. Her wedding. The thought sent a warmth through her, a flutter of something akin to nervous excitement. She never really had a proper wedding before, never got to walk down the aisle with the love of her life waiting at the end. The proposal had been perfect—Rominic, ever the romantic, had gotten down on one knee just weeks after Rylee had given birth to twins. The memory of it still made her heart swell, as if it had been the first step toward reclaiming herself.

"Maybe I can wear it some other day, especially for you? I think I'll look really good in it too." "You can, but only when we are furthest from this place and that man. He has no shame whatsoever, and he can't bring himself to respect you as my wife." Dominic gritted his teeth. "He even made our wedding dark-themed and made you wear a black gown. Everything about him resembles darkness, and he cast that upon our union from the beginning." I remembered our wedding day perfectly well, as well as the things I'd been forced to do. I'd nearly been forced to dye my hair black, but I stood my ground and ended up wearing a wig.

That was one out of his priorities, the other however, waited patiently, only few feets behind him. Turning around he smiled cunningly at her, and said " Now, where were we ? " * * * Without being told, Alice could tell by the scent, what perfume the person standing in front of her had on, it was what most would call an almost perfect blend of lavender and peppermint, a mixture most of the actresses often used to show themselves more appealing to the popular actors that occasionally breezed in while they were on set. Many of them would often recommend it as one of the best, but she had always found it to be more shoking than desirable.

“Do you regret Lavender?” “I regret letting her come between our friendship,” Caden says. “I regret letting her manipulate me. I regret how much I hurt over her now. But I don’t regret being with her. I can’t.” Lavender and I aren’t mates. That much is clear. So, once again, I question myself. This seems inevitable though. Maybe it always has been. We were arranged to be in this marriage. Maybe it was foolish of me to try to flee it. Regardless, I don’t know what else to do. So, I go stand at the end of the aisle with Caden by my side. Alex will be performing the ceremony as the Alpha, which is some small comfort.

Wedding day! As the guests streamed in, the grandeur of the wedding venue unfolded before them. Aisle adorned with cascading white lilies led the way to a scene straight out of a fairytale. Crystal chandeliers illuminated the hall, casting a soft glow over the elegant decor. Long candlesticks flickered with warmth, while delicate white curtains billowed gently in the breeze. Every detail was meticulously crafted, from the pristine white sheets draped over chairs to the subtle accents of lavender, adding a touch of whimsy to the sophisticated ambiance. Lavender bows adorned each chair's headrest, with fragrant blooms dangling from the ceiling, infusing the air with their sweet scent.

"No, I didn't bring up Lizzy because she is a thing of the past. And I thought you could tell she was because of my action here with you." "Well, if that is the case, you shouldn't have a problem renewing our vows. I want to start, not here. I feel like I was cheated out of my wedding day and three years of marriage. And Copeland, it would be best if you fixed that. Please plan and organize it with my approval. A wedding should be special, something we want and plan. Show me just how bad you want me and our marriage." Tameka said, getting out of bed and retrieving her robe from the dresser.