Male Bride Novels & Stories

If he says one word to her, I’m going to bash his pretty face in. The church is full of the heavy scent of cream-colored peonies. The priest is already standing at the altar. We’re just waiting for Julia. The music starts, and after a moment’s pause, my bride comes walking up the aisle. She’s wearing a veil and a simple lace dress that trails after her. She has a bouquet in one hand, but she lets it hang by her thigh, using her other hand to hold the skirt of her dress. I can’t see her face behind the veil, which drives home more than ever that I’m marrying a stranger. There could be anybody under there.

Welcoming you in my life as my wife - Drake Narrator point of view Today once again she had to take vows to give her life to somebody she never thought of . To began a new journey while her earlier one hasn't even began properly yet . Once again her life will be sealed with someone she hate, her tormentor , her nightmare , her husband . With these whirling thoughts in her mind she descended the stairs ever so slowly the weight of her jewellery was making her walk slowly , dressed in a divine dress there she stood as a complete different girl gone was the girl who was once carefree , in her own little perfect world , untouched by the corrupt world . The transparent veil was covering her face

I raised a brow. “Half? All of New York knows! They just want to hear it from you.” “I am not doing any conference till after the wedding.” “Why? Are you worried people will know who the bride is and start to disturb her?” I looked away from Liam and pressed the switched button on the laptop in front of me. I don’t know who is better between him and my dad. Both seem worse, actually. “Hold up, don’t tell me… you are jealous that the world will find your bride beautiful and start pestering her?!” He burst into laughter and I snapped my brows together

Therefore, her haughty and beautiful beauty is exalted even more. Ella took the arm of Mr. Stephen and his bridesmaid, Rika, entered the aisle to the admiration and admiration of all the guests in attendance. David quickly approached the stage to wait for his bride. The wedding song "Nothing's gonna change my love for you" started playing. If I had to live my life without you near me The days would all be empty The nights would seem so long With you I see forever, oh, so clearly I might have been in love before But it never felt this strong

“No, just some drunk, oblivious girl who thinks everyone wants her. There’re many of that kind of woman in this town. Mine, on the other hand, is completely opposite of that. She’s kind, generous and very intelligent.” “Luck is on your side. My bride resembles a robot. She just goes through the motions and bends over backward to impress me.” And he starts it up again. “This bride of yours sounds to be quite an equal to you. Not to mention, I have an impression that she keeps you on your toes.” “We’re more similar than you can imagine and even though she’s perfect in so many ways, we have our arguments.”

At the age of sixteen and a half, Gianna had mostly mastered the ability to control her temper. We were escorted into the changing area by the store owner. Umberto and the other guy remained in front of the closed drapes. Mother sat down on the comfortable white sofa with Lily and Gianna and started looking through the exhibit of bridal dresses. In the center of the room, I was standing. My throat tightened at the sight of all the white tulle, silk, gossamer, and brocade and what it symbolized. I would soon be a married lady. The walls of the changing room were covered with love quotes, which seemed insulting given the stark reality of my situation. What was love if not a foolish dream? I fe

"Where's Vivienne, Lu?" Margot was at the window of the bridal suite. She hadn't looked at me in twenty minutes. The seamstress had finished pinning the side seam of my gown. The other bridesmaids were laughing in the next room about a wedding in Bali that had been ruined by a monsoon. "Fixing the table linens." "There's nothing wrong with the table linens. I called the planner an hour ago."

I questioned her. She looked at me with uncertainty, took a deep breath and answered, "We need you to be a fake bride”. I released my hand from her grip but she continued, "It's less than two weeks away from now, I promise we're going to annul it. The only thing we need is your presence as the bride". I chuckled forcefully, "I have a lot on my plate and I do not have time to on a charade". I tried to open the car door but she held on to me tightly and started pleading. I wasn't ready to be caught in between the rich folks but she kept on emphasizing how I'd fit the role perfectly because I have almost the same body frame as Daisy.

mom said again. "Well, why don't you let Beverly get married to Mr. Popular?" I half yelled. "I'm sorry honey but you were chosen, don't try doing anything stupid okay," mom said and giggled like a maniac. "Hey!! come fix her face, she ruined the first makeup" mom said and walked out. *** I walked down the aisle with dad holding my hands. "You're so beautiful honey" dad whispered leading me to where my groom was standing. As soon as we got to where my groom was standing, he took over from my dad gripping my hand tightly.

“You sure you still want to get married? You know you can still change your mind?” Luca whispered to me as Micah chuckled. “Maybe try finding someone you love then you can advise,” I whispered back Father Simon shook his head as he looked at us. I was glad the man who used to be Mum’s best friend was the one marrying us off. The bridesmaids walked in with Carly wheeling first, then Megan, Jordin and lastly Adele, who was her maid of honor, walking into a rendition of Yellow by Brooklyn Duo