Mlp A Canterlot Wedding Novels & Stories

Their two puffy faces looked so happy and joyful. The emcee went on the stage to announce that the wedding ceremony was about to start. Catelyn was already at the other end of the red carpet together with her bridesmaids. The lawn was covered with a layer of red carpet. The large circular arch was decorated with lilies. Many pink-colored balloons were tied together to form a heart shape and were hung on the circular arch. There were times when the balloon would pop because of the weather. When it did, the staff would quickly replace it with another one.

Lost in thought, the staff came in and reminded her that the wedding was about to begin. Could she speak? Actually, was her heart beating faster? She tried to stay calm and walked out with the company of the staff. It was sunny with a faint sunshine and a gentle northwest breeze. At the wedding venue, all the guests had already taken their seats. Britney held Quinten's hand as they stood in front of an elaborate wedding arch. In front of them was a magnificent wedding hall, where Manuel had built an open-air castle on the golf course. The castle was covered in vibrant flowers, with pink as the main color and other light-colored flowers as accents. It created a series of themed mini palaces,

It’s Latton and Victor’s divorce party. The whole manor was decorated with white, black and red themes. Victor made sure it would be the event of the century. He ordered a 6 ft red velvet cake with white frosting covered with small broken red hearts. The whole manor is filled with round tables with a bouquet of red roses at the centerpiece and a piece of small business card-sized card that says 'Victor and Latton’s divorce party', with a sweet photo of them taken when they got married in Vegas. He also hired an orchestra to entertain the people and when it reached 11pm a live band would take over the entertainment to continue with the after party.

The girl was quiet enough that I could mostly ignore her. The wedding was as pretentious as I expected: white marble, gold trim, and enough expensive floral arrangements to bankrupt a small country. I felt nothing but disgust and deep, grinding boredom. I scanned the room, every face, every corner. Nothing. Just the pale ugly face of Antonio and his silicone trophy bride. Lily wasn't here. Aryn wasn't here. It was a waste of fucking time.

A political alliance between two families who would rather destroy each other, and I was the price paid to seal it, no matter how many times I tried to escape it, no matter how many times I tried to accept it… This wedding was never meant to bring me happiness. “Today,” the herald announced, his voice echoing across the hall, “we gather here to witness the union between Lena Carter of the Carter family and Salvatore Mancini of the Mancini family.” Silence answered him, no applause, no congratulations. Even the herald himself looked at me with thinly veiled distaste, as if he would rather be anywhere else. His gaze turned toward me. “Lena Carter,” he said formally. “Do you take Salvatore Manc

Alyssa pouted, looking utterly adorable. Miley threw her arms around her and rocked her left and right. "Oh, you. You'll always be a child in my eyes!" ...... Carl heeded Jameson's command and held his wedding at a relatively famous church in the capital city of Kontina.

"Do you, Bethany Mikayla Callaghan, take this man, Lucas Pierce Santinello to be your husband?" "I do." Her crisp voice shouts in the beautiful wheat field where the wedding is being held. "Do you, Lucas Pierce Santinello, take this woman, Bethany Mikayla Callaghan to be your wife?" "I DO!" He yells even louder, looking handsome in his new haircut and tailored Italian suit. "This two are now pronounced husband and wife." "You're now fully mine, CEO of Mi-nello Group."

The door burst open again, making me turn around again as my father stood in the room with my niece, who was my flower girl, and bridesmaids who were Adrian's sisters, trailing behind him. “It's time.” My smile became wider as I nodded. My hand found my father's arm. “Do not embarrass me today, Lucia,” he said through clenched teeth. “I will not, Father,” I said softly, but he did not reply. Together, we walked out of the bridal suite. The wedding was at the Moretti Estate Cathedral, a stunning private chapel on the Moretti Estate property. The entire setup was just as Adrian likes it – white roses lined the aisle, chandeliers lit the room, and a quiet quartet played softly to fill the atmos

Cole said sarcastically and Naya rolled her eyes. “Well Cole… last minutes to the wedding things had to change, first was Malorie she made a deal with us, she paid 50,000 to publicize her new event hall on grounds that your relationship stays unproblematic and drama free for at least 8 months… because she’ll be using your wedding pictures and videos as a promotional material for the hall, so she needs a model relationship” “What?” Cole frowned. “When did you plan that and why didn’t you tell me?” He yelled.

I smiled through tears of happiness, “I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world. Even if I had to be in a wheelchair, I'd be there.” “No wheelchairs,” Kaelos warned. “By then you'll be fully recovered.” “Optimistic, I like that,” Callista joked. We spent the next hour planning and fantasizing—discussing wedding themes, colors, venues, guest lists. Callista was so excited, her ideas flowed freely. “I'm thinking something elegant but not too formal,” she explained. “Maybe an outdoor ceremony in Greenfield Pack territory, reception in the Grand Hall. I want to feel like myself, not like I'm playing dress-up.”