Marry Me Bride Novels & Stories

She had a lot of things to do with money. She bought some white baby's-breath in the flower shop and asked the seller to give her a white ribbon to braid her hair making Mia look pure and innocent. It was time for the wedding and the Groom and his Family were nowhere to be seen. The wedding venue was very empty; only a few people had arrived. “Don’t worry, maybe he's stuck in the traffic. Let’s wait a little longer,” Frank comforted Mia. Mia’s breathing faltered. She had heard something about the man she was going to marry. His name was Darren Edward. The man didn’t have a decent job and was an idler who wasted his time hanging around with punks from the street all the time.

"And I'm missing a bride." "..."

Like on cue, Marry You by Bruno Mars was playing, she was impressed by what he pulled up, and noticing that she took a rather long pause she decided to speak up. "Wow, I didn't expect this, " She took in a sharp breath like she'd just won an award and was giving a speech. "Sebastian Ashford, I want nothing more than to become your wife, you bring a little bit of chaos to my quiet world balancing it up, honestly speaking I want to spend this lifetime with you too, so yes, I'll marry you, Mr. Ash." He didn't waste any time and put the ring on her finger, then stood up, carried, and twirled her around, "You've just made me the happiest man in the world." Seb let out his eyes gleaming with joy.

“You sold the house we were supposed to share! You could have gave me a notice? You just went ahead and sold it without any regard for me?” I crossed my arms and stared at him. “I told you I was going to sell that house, you seem to forget it was a wedding gift from my parents to us and since there is no marriage between us anymore. I choose to sell it, it belongs to me and not the both of us. That house holds too many memories,I don’t want to keep it, I’m done. If you really wanted to live in that house, you should’ve made that decision before you decided to cheat on me.”

Don muttered almost growing impatient with the priest unending words as he stared at the tip of his bride's gown. The priest repeated the same vow to Lillian and she looked at her father for a moment in the small congregation that gathered. She took her gaze back to the man in front of her and closed her eyes for a while. Remembering her promise, she opened her eyes and sighed. "Yes." She said simply. They both exchanged rings. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest said. Don unveiled her even before the priest could finish as he moved his face closer to hers making Lillian move hers backward. Was he trying to kiss her? Over her dead body would she all

The man thanked the audience for coming, exchanged brief formal pleasantries, then relaxed when all his thanks were conveyed. "It's so quick, so fast, and so sudden. I know. That's how we met at first, and continue to marry with the same method." Sebastian explained, "We started this marriage with sincere intentions, love and faithfulness together forever. That's why you invite everyone to celebrate this sacred moment of happiness together. Please enjoy the night together. Let's celebrate our marriage and bless us with the best prayer." "Ameen!" exclaimed the audience. Sebastian took a bottle of high quality wine and opened it with the help of the waiter. The man removed the wooden cover wit

"Everyone knows that you love Sabrina. How could you possibly marry someone else? Sabrina loves you too. That's why I'm willing to give the two of you my blessing…" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke. "That's impossible," Sabrina mumbled. "There's simply no way that you're married. You wore my favorite red shirt today. You even used my favorite cologne. You knew that I was going to propose to you today, didn't you?" I didn't understand why, but I was suddenly struck with the realization that it was pointless to talk to them. "I'm married," I repeated. "Our relationship ended three years ago, Sabrina. I'm a married man now, so stop bothering me. My reputation will be affected if someone

"What made it hard?" The woman instantly let it spill. "The bride's brother never approved this marriage. Tell me, how can a match this fine keep running into trouble? I heard her brother refuses to get married himself, but he won't let his sister marry either. These two waited five years before they could finally have their wedding. Luckily, the groom was willing to wait." I pressed my fingers hard into my palm. I understand it now. Sinead was an only child, which meant I was that unreasonable brother. I was the obstacle.

“Darling. You made it.” I murmur a thanks, but my nerves buzz. Her attention is called elsewhere and she moves along, taping me slightly on the shoulder absentmindedly. Then, unexpectedly, a soft voice beside me. “First time?” I turn. A woman with warm ginger hair and freckles smiles at me. She looks close to my age, her posture is easy, not calculated. A wedding band glints on her finger. “Yes,” I admit. Her smile widens. “Me too. I’m Maeve. Married three months ago.”

"If you feel wronged, I can—" I looked straight at her. "Aria, listen to me. You're the one I want to marry." When we returned to the hall, the officiant smiled and announced, "Now, the bride and groom will exchange rings." I picked up the ring, but when I tried to slide it onto her finger, it stopped halfway, stuck tight at the knuckle. She tried awkwardly to force it on, but I pressed down on her hand to stop her. A ripple of whispers spread through the crowd, the buzz of gossip growing louder.