My Groom Novels & Stories

He didn't invite any relatives or friends. At the time, he explained that we lived in a new city. Even if we announced our wedding, our friends wouldn't be able to come anyway. It would've just looked like we were asking for wedding gifts. We might as well have kept it simple and got married unannounced. We could hold another celebration after we went back. I didn't think much of it back then, but now that I thought about it, his arrangement was clearly just a roundabout way of creating an opportunity for Mia to take my place as the bride.

For the 18th time, Tyra Stone calls off our wedding because I'm a beat too slow during the vows. She looks at me with utter disappointment. "You know I'm a perfectionist. Why can't you follow the wedding schedule exactly? If you can't keep up next time either, maybe you should just let your best friend marry me instead." My so-called best friend, Jeremiah Young, is known for being obsessively punctual. For some reason, Tyra has made him the standard I'm expected to meet. If I come downstairs a minute later than he does after work, she will drive off with him without looking back. If I arrive at the restaurant half a step after him on Valentine's Day, she will give him the candlelit dinne

A day before our wedding, my fiancé, Vincent Anderson's friends egged everyone on. They wanted to play a "bride challenge" game. My best friend, Anna Reid, and I were answering the questions about Vincent at the same time. Every time I lost a question, I was to hand out one thing that belonged to the bride. The first question was on Vincent's favorite color. I answered black, and Anna answered blue. Even though Vincent did not own a single piece of blue clothing, everyone shouted in unison, "Anna's right!" I had no choice but to take off my wedding shoes. The next question was Vincent's what he most wanted to eat when his stomach hurt. I answered oatmeal porridge, and Anna ans

After Poppy Steele, the heiress of the Steele family, loses her sight, my brother, Trevor Nott, breaks off their engagement and moves abroad. Left with no other choice, my parents ask me—their adopted son—to replace Trevor as a form of compensation. I take meticulous care of her for five years until she regains her sight. Just as she is about to marry me, Trevor appears at the wedding holding a bouquet of flowers, gets down on one knee, and confesses his love to her. The usually aloof Poppy bursts into tears. She throws away her wedding ring and runs to him, asking why he has only shown up now. I instantly become the laughingstock. I don't make a fuss, though. I change out of my suit a

The day I catch my fiancée, Autumn Freeman, in bed with another man, the guy on top of her deliberately slashes his own face. Autumn throws herself in front of him, refusing to budge. Even as I fall apart right there, she refuses to let me get a clear look at his face. She turns to me, her voice breaking as she pleads through her tears. "This is all my fault. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I only ask that you leave him alone, Clark Ballard." After that day, Autumn gives up her privacy. She hands me her phone every day and installs hidden cameras in her car herself. Even when patients text her, I grill her about it. She accepts everything without complaint, doing what

I don't know how he knows my choice and my desires and he is doing everything according to that. He is wearing a red-colored sherwani that is fitting him perfectly giving a nice show of his masculine body. The color of his sherwani is matching my Lehenga. He is looking so handsome that I found it hard to even blink my eyes. The sehra (headdress) on his head and the sword on his waist is giving him a royal look. My heart fluttered when my gaze falls on my second groom. He has also come to marry me as he promised. My little groom is sitting ahead of his father jumping on the back of the horse. He is seeming over-excited about his marriage.

I HEARD someone call me. “Peter!” “Wow! You look gorgeous tonight!” The admiration in his eyes could not be denied. “Thank you. You too.” He was very handsome in his black suit. “Thanks,” he said with a smile before winking at me. He held out his hand to me, and I welcomed him. I even looked at Carrick, who was always with his best man Lawrence. My heart pounded so fast as I watched his dark and dangerous eyes. He’s wearing a black tuxedo, while the groom is wearing a white tuxedo.

All eyes were on me as soon as my figure appeared. I looked over at the decoration. The place was simply decorated, nothing too flashy. I can also see people dancing on the dance floor while some are busy entertaining themselves with drinks and food. Just then, I saw a man walking towards me with a wide grin on his face..I don't need no one to tell me that he is the groom. He is wearing a white six pieces suit that looks like it's more expensive than what we earn all year and a long trouser that adorns his thick long legs

It didn’t look like I had any matters to resolve, instead, it was all love. The slow music of Ave Marie started playing as I graced the altar and it was then I finally paid attention to the groom, who was on a clean black tux. He looked rich with his hair gelled down and packed into a small bun, chiseled jaw, tall, and like every woman’s dream. I found myself smiling, progressing toward him until I grasped it was Devin. I was getting married to Devin and not James? What the hell was happening?

They are wearing a cocktail gown which is extremely perfect for these beauties. The music is started to play once we came to the views and Sweety and Karan started to throw rose petals on our way while we are walking towards the altar where my groom is waiting for me wearing a black tuxedo looking handsome as ever. I grinned at him once our eyes met and he returned the gesture. Sweety is wearing a purple color gown that made her look like a cute angel; I can't help but kissed her cheeks lovingly. My groom took my hand and planted a feather kiss on my knuckles once my dad gave my hand to him.