Mal's Wedding Dress Novels & Stories

They were just going to pick up Mary, that's all. Though he found her action pretty cute though... not bad, he thought. Aiden simply scrolled through the sea of dresses and picked out a simple blue knee length gown with flower patterns on it. The dress was very simple, yet elegant and he was very sure that the dress would look very good on her. " Here. " He turned to Malisa who was staring at him curiously... " Oh... Thanks. " Malisa found her voice at long last. " By the way, Mary said that you are still adjusting to the dressing styles here. '' Aiden said casually as he picked his hands...

Bhekizizwe chuckled as Malcom adjusted his tie again. “No. Yes.” Malcom sighed, “I just want this to be done so I can claim my mate.” “Ah, impatient.” Bhekizizwe nodded sagely, “I remember feeling the same on my mating day. Patience, friend. She will be here soon enough.” Before Malcom could respond, the music changed and a trio of veiled mates walked out of the castle. They all wore lovely dresses; one was in white, one in cream, and one in a color that Myrna had called blush; he would just call it pink.

Not anymore. I shut my eyes tight, trying to still the storm of emotions raging inside me, and said, "The wedding's tomorrow, and there's no time left to buy a wedding dress." Jane's expression flipped in an instant, a triumphant grin spreading across her face. "Don't sweat it. I had Max, the designer, tweak the dress ages ago. It's gonna be stunning and totally in vogue! "Tomorrow, just brace yourself for the best surprise ever at the wedding!" With that, she skipped off to freshen up, acting like the whole dress disaster was ancient history.

"Please, not this morning." Malia stops at the top of the staircase, turning back to glare at both of us. Her brown eyes are cold, darting from Greta's posture to my dress. "You look ridiculous in that dress, by the way," Malia snaps, staring directly at me. "Bright yellow isn't going to hide the fact that you look like death. Why don't you just take your little charity act and go back to your fake life with your fake mother?" "Malia!" Greta gasps, stepping forward.

Maliyla said. I smiled and thanked her. Taking in her dress, Maliyla had chosen a red mermaid halter-sexy backless dress, which only accentuated her curves even more. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in soft curls. Her makeup was soft and subtle. As for Kaita's dress, she chose to wear a black sparkle trumpet mermaid spaghetti strap sweetheart gown. She had carefully placed her golden locks in a high ponytail with light curls and sported a light yet shimmery makeup that added a touch of a dewy glow to her face and red lips with a hint of gloss.

I went to our room to take a bath before heading to the party. "Would you like to join me in the car?" Malia asked. She perfectly looks more stunning in her long red gown. Her white flawless skin glimmered like silk. I don't know how big is the party, but it seems that it will be attended by a few, especially our batchmates.

"She brought a kid to pester her ex-boyfriend?” “Look at what she’s wearing. How did she even get in…” Every word stabbed into my heart like a knife. “That’s nonsense!” I pointed at Shawn, trembling with anger. “You were the one who let Jessica wear the wedding dress and made me wear a bridesmaid’s dress!” A gasp rippled through the crowd. Jessica’s expression changed instantly, and then she put on a pitiful expression. “Ms. Larrinson, how can you twist the truth like that? You were the one who thought the wedding gifts Shawn gave you weren't enough…”

“Maybe it is not bad at least I will be the Queen ''I muttered trying to convince myself. Preparation for the wedding and Coronation is going on. Prince Edward separated me and Reena. He also assigned new maids to me, I know their job is to keep an eye on me. It's not like I care though, I gave up a long time ago. “Milady it time for your fitting ''The Royal seamstress came back for the fourth time this week. I gestured for her to come closer. She moved closer and dropped her tools. “Come in”She commanded and three to five maids brought in my wedding dress with a mannequin. The dress was big ball gown, pale yellow,it veil placed by the top of the mannequin, it was covered in net, and it was

Miliana muttered as she drew closer to Louisa who was still sitting on a chair at the dining table area. "Gosh, Miliana. You really surprised me.” Louisa muttered in the end. “What are you doing here so early today?” Louisa asked as she got up from her seat. Then walked to the sofa and sat there, followed by Miliana who sat beside her. “Tomorrow is my wedding day. And I came here, to give you a bridesmaid dress. This. Take a look first, I brought three dresses with the same pastel color, only the design of the dress was different. Lenore chose it from his special wedding boutique.” Miliana replied while handing the three paper bags containing the dress to Louisa.

Not that I was marrying a stranger, or that my wedding was a business transaction dressed up in white silk and lies. A soft knock interrupted my spiraling thoughts. "Celeste?" Mom's voice, thin and fragile, came through the door. "Come in." She entered slowly, Dad and Lily trailing behind her. All three of them looked wrong in their formal attire—like children playing dress-up in borrowed clothes. Dad's suit was nice, probably the nicest he'd ever worn, but he kept tugging at the collar as if it were choking him. Lily's bridesmaid dress—another of Killian's selections—made her look older, sadder.