My Barefoot Wedding Novels & Stories

Colton burned it in the outdoor oven. The ashes fluttered, refusing to vanish. *** They married on a windswept Friday afternoon. There were no guests, only the sighing vines and a half-blind priest from the village who blessed them in broken English with fingers that trembled against the Bible. It was not the kind of wedding Savannah had once dreamed of — no veil, no gold-rimmed champagne, no orchestras or lace. But it was real. Savannah wore white linen, loose and soft, with her hair tumbling freely over her shoulders. Colton wore a dark blazer over a shirt with its top button undone, his eyes soft in a way they had never been in America.

Just the crumpled hoodie I’d slept in, my wrinkled jeans, and yesterday’s mascara still haunting the corners of my eyes. And yet, as we walked out of that motel barefoot—his hand in mine, laughter bubbling between us—it felt more real than any wedding I’d ever imagined. No ballgown. No flowers. Just us. Just right. The drive home was filled with windows-down silence, the kind that didn’t need to be filled. My hair tangled in the wind, Jaxon’s hand resting warm and protective on my thigh like he needed

I put my foot down and allowed the Corvette to roar to life as I headed toward the country club that this wedding was being held at. Shutting the door to the Corvette, I lifted up my sunglasses. The venue was actually beautiful. It took advantage of the Red Rock Canyon and the mountains in it. There were a ton of people walking up and not at all dressed for the weddings I had been to. It was a far more casual affair than I realized. Leaving my sunglasses on, I grabbed my jacket and walked up to the front of the building that was being used.

“Yes. So it was that CEO billionaire Corvin CrimsonNight? What does someone like that want with you?” “Marriage,” Elle blurted out and realized how insane she probably sounded. “Marriage? What the hell? Elle, do I need to come kick some ass? Or are you going to become some rich bitch worthy of a crown?” “I am already worthy of a crown.” “Damn Right, girlfriend! So you are going to get married? And I am not there to help you get dressed and walk you down the aisle.” “A father is supposed to walk someone down the aisle.” Elle was smiling now. Her mood had improved a lot, although her hand throbbed. What had she done to it now?

Now, we were alone, just him and I to start our new life as husband and wife. He was my husband. Just the thought sent butterflies into flight in my stomach. We were married. He was mine forever. I closed my eyes as his vows whispered into my ears in his delicious British accent. He had stared at me with those gorgeous green eyes and declared his never-ending love for me. Somehow, I had managed to stay standing while I melted inside. I had opted out of a big wedding dress. Instead, I wore a knee-length white dress. It was sleeveless and cinched at the waist. It puffed out below the waist with several layers beneath and some lace peeking out at the bottom. I had opted to go barefoot in the sa

"If you’re bored, just say the word. I’ll stage a rescue mission." I laughed, the sound bubbling up from my chest. "You’re a menace. I’m not bored. Actually, I have an idea. A nature-themed wedding. What do you think?" .... One month later. The sky was a pale, polished blue. There was no humidity, only the crisp, clean snap of a northern breeze that made the leaves of the nearby trees dance. I stood at the edge of the clearing, my hands buried in the thick, white fabric of my gown. My knuckles were white.

He smiled, kissed my head and we walked down the aisle where my eyes landed on my handsome groom wearing white dress pants and a matching silk soft lavender button-down shirt to complete the look, standing barefoot on the sand by the beach with Cameron standing beside him, dressed up just like his father. The soft drums and beautiful melodies can be heard, it was a small wedding with only our family and friends present since I didn't need a big one. The sounds of the waves were really soothing as I walked down the aisle, my eyes locked with my husband whose eyes were misty as he felt like the happiest man alive, just like I felt the happiest woman alive today. I was so lost in my husband tha

“Let’s get this show on the road.” The others preceded her and her father out of the room and down to the living room. The ceiling to floor windows was actually sliding doors and they were open, leading into the tent. There were few guests, most of them from the resort. Up front, Reno stood with Allan, Matthew and Ruiz also dressed in white pants and shirt, and of course, barefoot. It did make sense considering it was a beach wedding and shoes in the sand was obtuse. Gil stood at the steps with Tyler, Mark and Aurora all dressed in white, Aurora was in a ballerina dress, with flowers in her curly hair. Gil had really gone out of his way to plan a fairytale wedding. Riana held a bouquet of wh

"Besides, you shouldn't be complaining. It's just this night we have to spend alone. Tomorrow is our wedding." It was finally their wedding day. The guests were already seated in the lawns of the mansion where the wedding stage had been set up. The wedding venue was an eye-catching spectacle in colors of gold, red and white. Manik was handsomely dressed in an all white fit for his wedding. Flanked by Kabir and Dhruv on either side of him, Manik made his way to the wedding venue to the sound of loud Sindhi dhol beats. A small earthen lamp had been placed at the edge of the venue on the carpet Manik was to walk in on. He stepped on it with his right foot and broke it, then continued walking to

Kiara: I woke up laying on Alessio’s chest. My body bare and exposed for his eyes to see. I couldn’t help but smile at what had happened last night. The two of us had gotten married, no wedding, no crowd, just close family members. It didn’t matter though, it was just the two of us being together, I never wanted a big wedding. Growing up, I never even saw myself getting married, maybe it was the fact that I wasn’t allowed to date, but I never pictured how I would look like wearing a wedding dress, therefore, I didn’t really plan how I wanted my wedding.