Left At The Altar Novels & Stories

His bet was that Anon would be surprised and love the result. The master of ceremonies arranged us in the hallway. I smiled as everyone stood up and eyes turned to us. I felt my heart beat hard with emotion for the great moment of my friend and love of my life. - It could have come with a smaller slit, right, princess? - Ben said to me through his teeth, as he held my hand and we took the first steps towards the altar. - My husband likes it that way! - I shrugged, spotting the disqualified major in the first seat, dressed elegantly in a light gray suit that I made sure to choose for that moment. Of course my panties got wet right away.

Since Maria was away, at least I have Belle here. As I stand at the altar in front of the priest, the music stops. He wears customary religious garb and a golden cross cap. When it becomes apparent that the groom is still not present, murmuring breaks out in the gathering. Because I stated that I didn't enjoy the whole part of him waiting for me, we are meant to leave at the same time. My lips quiver as a flood of diverse feelings, including fury, hatred, betrayal, and most of all sadness come over me.

After she left reluctantly, I finished preparing for the ceremony, hoping Lizzy would understand in time. Stepping out, I walked down the aisle to where he stood waiting with the priest. I can't believe I'm doing this. As I reached them, the priest asked me the dreaded question. When I hesitated at the altar, Mr. Alarcon tapped my shoulder and said "Say yes, what are you waiting for?" I took one last look at my parents in the front row and my friend Lizzy by the door. It's only for a year, I told myself. A year.

The least I could do was throw a little recognition her way. I clutched the bouquet in my hand, and Theo hooked his arm through my elbow. “Are you ready?” he asked. “I'm ready.” We took a step toward the altar on the red carpet spread out in front of me, and the music swelled. The quartet played a beautiful melody full of promise and love. I didn't see the people looking at me, specifically, only that all eyes were on me. My gaze was locked on Charles. He stood at the altar, a huge grin spread across his face and love shining from his eyes. For a moment, I thought my heart might burst from my chest and go dancing up that carpet all on its own, just thrilled to be finalizing this union betwee

"I love you!" "I love you too, dear!" After closing the door, I look at my little one and smile like a fool. "Now it's just us, Miran. Let's shine for all those people out there, hm?" I whisper, leaving some kisses on his face, and after holding him in my arms, I get ready to leave. However, before opening the door, I take a deep breath and then walk down the corridor with my little boy facing the people. At the top of the stairs, I find my husband holding our little girl in the same position. When I reach the last step, I stop by his side and gaze at the wide red carpet laid over the few steps that will lead us to the elegant mansion hall. Hand in hand, we proceed leisurely to the large gla

With a deep breath, I stood, my heart pounding with anticipation. The ceremony was set in a stunning clearing just outside the palace, where trees surrounded us, and flowers in shades of soft pinks and whites lined the aisle. I could hear the gentle murmur of the guests and see the soft glow of the lanterns hung from the trees. As my mother guided me down the aisle, my eyes locked with Kai’s. He stood at the altar, his gaze intense and full of love. My nerves melted away as I took each step closer to him, feeling a sense of peace settle over me. This was it. It was our moment.

“He’s gone.” The doors to the temple swing open, and I step inside to a swell of music that’s supposed to sound triumphant. I know because Kaloni made sure to tell me that with the same little smile she’s wearing right now, standing at the altar beside Halit. Apparently, that’s the traditional place for the Alpha and Luna during a royal wedding. What I wouldn’t fucking give to make her show me where she’s finding all these convenient old traditions.

Steeling my heart and tightening my grip around the bouquet of spider lilies, I made my way to the altar. Alpha let go of my hand at the foot of the altar. Three figures stood on the altar.

Dad walked me down to the aisle, my eyes were on Aldrich who are a blue Armani suit, giving him a hot crazy look. Dad let go of me when we got to the where Aldrich was and Aldrich took it from there as we walked to the altar. The whole place became silent and the priest had ordered the people to have their seats. I glanced at Aldrich through my veil and I could see him smile at me. The priest rammed on and on about love, contentment and trust which I find annoying because he keeps talking about one thing over and over again. Soon, it was now time for exchange of rings and my excitement grew as I faced Aldrich, stretching my left hand to him.

It was comforting to know that Karen was marrying someone so admirable. The setting was breathtaking: the central aisle set up in one of the resort's gardens where we were staying, surrounded by flowers and under a flawlessly blue sky. Karen's father was by her side, visibly emotional, ready to walk her down the aisle. Camila and I took our places near the altar, where Othon and his groomsmen were already waiting.