My Groom Ran Away Novels & Stories

Doesn’t matter, just bring someone. Babe <3: Really hope you come. Bye, I guess. I stare at the screen, my heart slamming against my ribs. Ethan is getting MARRIED?! I throw back wine at a pace that makes me dizzy. A month-long cruise? A couples-only cruise? I take another large swallow of wine. Of all the ways I ever imagined Ethan reaching out to me, this was the last. By the time I’m halfway through the bottle, the tears finally come. Thirteen years.

Before I knew it, my leg was moving towards the door. His disgusted face from last night flashed before me, halting my movement. Will he blame me? Resent me from bringing him into my troublesome messed up world? My throat bobbed, the tightness in my chest multiplying. Even heavier than it was during the night. I couldn't bring myself to continue. To see his hate filled eyes, angrily demanding to go home. Ben offered me a tablet. A video was playing on it. Ryker. My groom stood there, his back to the camera, in our wedding chambers, dressed in dark blue pajamas. But the pajamas weren't what made my heart skip.

The butler stammered, "She left early this morning, going to the airport to see off her parents." The wedding was starting, but Rory ran away without a second thought. He rushed into the guest room, only to find it empty. It was immaculately clean, as if no one had ever lived there. The pink gown lay on the bed, untouched. His heart dropped into his stomach, and a tearing pain seized his chest. Realizing my intentions, he ran to the garage, jumped into a sports car, and sped out of the villa, ignoring the shocked stares of the guests.

My ivory gown, with its intricate lace and pearl embellishments, had been custom-made, and I felt like a princess in it. "Nervous, sweetheart?" my father asked, placing a comforting hand on my arm. I was about to respond when I heard the master of ceremonies announce, "And now, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our handsome groom, Mr. Liam White!" The crowd erupted in applause, but as seconds ticked by, there was no sign of Liam. The applause gradually died down, replaced by murmurs of confusion. The master of ceremonies tried to maintain his composure, making light of the "small delay," but as the minutes passed, even he began to look concerned.

Wanted to ask him why he did that. Why did he betray me?? Why did he leave me before our wedding?? I was so mad at him. But before he could do anything rain started heavily. And I was released from the cage all of a sudden and before I could do anything or react he got up. He went away. I immediately got up and tried to run after him but he didn't stop. I was soaking in rainwater and was looking around. But there wasn't anything in the dark. There wasn't any trace of him. No one.

I forced out a smile as I walked inside the ball room, following the Alpha from behind to the ground where the old priest was standing. "This is my supposed bride,"he said, and the priest smiled gently before turning his gaze to me. I looked up as I heard murmurs from different directions. I bowed my head, fixing my gaze to the floor as the guests threw hateful gaze at me. They weren't as much as they were before I ran from the pack. Maybe it was after the Alpha had found out that I'd run away. "Please recite after me this verse that would tie you and your groom together,"I snapped out of my thoughts, and looked at the priest.

The groom turned to lift the veil and then something bizarre happened. It was not only weird but also quite insulting. The groom turned on his heels and got down the stage. Before anyone could stop him, he took purposeful strides unless he had exited the door. Every person who was present there was stunned. Nobody was looking at the bride. I could hear gossips around me. I was aware that in a matter of seconds, everyone’s focus would shift to River.

On the second ring, he picked it up—not without hissing. “How's it going?” her anxious voice echoed. He smirked. He felt good that she was a bit destabilized. At least she'd reduce the running of her lips for some time. “I told you I have it under control.” With that, Mrs Beth breathed in. ———————- “What did you find out?” Ethan’s voice sounded, as he took a drag from his cigarettes. “That she left abroad.” “What!” his voice echoed. He couldn't believe his runaway bride would ever have the means to travel abroad.

"If I were the bride, I would've beaten her up too." "Honestly, the guy is just as disgusting. If he had proper boundaries, would she even have gotten this far?" Everyone was waiting to see how this mess would end. Then, an insider revealed that the bride had run away on the wedding day. The groom had searched the entire city but never found her, which drove him mad. The Internet was merciless. Monica said, "I hope you never have to see those two unlucky bastards again in your life." … Speaking of the devil.

“We’ve hosted many weddings here, ma’am. I’m afraid I’d need more details.” “It would’ve been dramatic,” I pushed. "The bride ran out of the wedding." That got his attention. His eyes widened before narrowing in suspicion. “Why do you ask?” “I need to know what happened,” I whispered. “Please.” Lawrence hesitated, glancing around the empty lobby before lowering his voice. “I remember it now. Yes. It was quite the scandal. The groom on that day publicly left the bride at the altar and married her little sister whom he claimed to love. Everyone was shocked. The bride ran out of the hall before anyone could stop her.”