Mc Script Wedding Novels & Stories

She knew something was wrong with Amos but this isn't a time to be distracted, she said to herself. She sat beside him after identifying him as her groom and the MC could be heard preparing everyone for the next part of the event. "We'll move to the next part of the event which includes one of the most important aspects of the occasion; The paying of the Bride's price," the female Mc announced. "This is our moment," Kelvin said with a wry smile as he rubbed his hands against hers. "Yes, love," she said with a smile. "But before we proceed, the couple would like to present to us a wonderful video of their beautiful love life together in the past; courtesy of the bride," the MC continued.

"About it, Mom. The Moxa family will sort this out soon. We'll definitely close this news and my marriage to Vina goes on." "Are you sure, honey?" she asked. "Yes. Mommy even intends to make a luxurious wedding for us. Mommy prepared a honeymoon package to Bali for us." What's more for a honeymoon package, after all they have also produced a child from their illicit relationship. Isn't a honeymoon more appropriate for Bara and Nayya, who just got married? Vina's face brightened. The thought of lavish weddings and honeymoon packages made him impatient to get to that happy day. Become a queen for a day then go to a famous tourist spot.

He disgusted me so badly. "Attention everyone." The MC mentioned, causing me to turn to him. "It's time for the couple to dance. That's the last dance for this wedding. It's 7:00pm already, we need to leave soon." He announced. I sighed anxiously and turned to Ace. He smiled greatly, which displayed his cuteness, and stretched his hand forward. "Common my lady." He stated. If that was supposed to be cool, then he was crazy. I didn't see that to be cool in any way. It only made me even more vexatious, and somewhat scared too. He didn't seem like a person who could act nice at all.

We both had no idea that the small microphone on his suit was on until his voice came from the speakers and everyone laughed as they clapped their hands. “Dear friends and family, we’re all gathered here today to celebrate the holy matrimony of Ava and Mason. Today is indeed a very special day for these two who have both decided to embark on a journey of love, Commitment and a lifetime of partnership.” The pastor started and I couldn’t look away from my husband’s beautiful eyes.

At one point, Zac stood, taking the mic to give an appreciative speech. “Thank you all for coming tonight,” he said in a cheerful voice. “We appreciate you celebrating with us. Please, enjoy the rest of the evening.” The MC stepped in. “Ladies and gentlemen, the party will continue, but let’s give our couple some time to rest and enjoy their first night as newlyweds.” Mia turned to Zac as the applause started. “Finally,” she murmured. She was more than ready to leave. Before she could protest, Zac suddenly lifted her effortlessly in his arms.

"Those are her terms. Take them or find another solution." Marcus considered. The moment stretched, thin as wire. "Accepted." He gestured to the priest. "Perform the ceremony. We'll discuss details later." The priest stepped forward, opening his prayer book to a marked page. The words were ancient, familiar, the same vows that had bound couples for centuries. Kaelan had heard them a hundred times at other weddings, never imagining they'd one day apply to him. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of gods and men..."

"After the wedding, we're free. We don't have to wait for the baby. Aurelia agreed." A shadow crossed her eyes, a flicker of something I couldn't read. But she finally nodded. "Alessio," Aurelia whispered in my ear. "You seem a million miles away." "Thinking about business." "Forget business," she purred. "This is our big day." I nodded. So I endured. Every tick of the clock was a fresh twist of the knife. Finally, the MC started his closing speech. "Thank you all for attending this grand—" I stood up before he could finish.

I was sound asleep the night before the wedding when a video call from my best friend, Eve, came in. “Aisling, my wedding’s starting in half an hour. Where is my maid of honor?” I pulled back the curtains and stared in resignation at the still night at one in the morning. “Eve, what are you talking about? It’s not even dawn. Who gets married in the wee hours? You’re working overtime as my alarm clock.” It was a pause on the line until Eve’s camera shifted to the blue skies behind the groom. “Are you still asleep, Aisling? It’s morning. “Our families have arrived. Everyone’s waiting on you. Get here quickly.” The call ended, and I snapped awake. Judging by the family members caught in

"Alright, let’s get these two married." The courthouse felt sterile and cold, the walls too white, the silence too loud. My steps faltered as the ceremony began. The words—Do you take this woman… do you take this man…—floated past me like smoke. My hands shook as I signed my name beside Gordon’s on the marriage certificate. It was done. "Congratulations to you both!" Mr. Smith declared, hugging us in turn. My mother hugged me too, her smile tender and hopeful. But I felt nothing but emptiness.

He glanced at his watch and said, "There’s no time today. There are only three hours left before my company signs the strategic agreement with Muse Group. I’ve booked your flight. Once work is done, I’ll go with you to pack your things." I was shocked. "It’s such an important day, and you still came to my wedding?" He shot me a look and scoffed. "It was worth it. I got you back into the company and gained a wife." I pursed my lips, realizing I might have sold myself short—it was a two-for-one deal.