My Last Shot After Seven Canceled Weddings Novels & Stories

Forty-eight hours before my wedding, I called the planner and asked her to change the bride’s name. Dante Rinaldi had postponed our wedding nine times for Bianca Valli, the girl he’d grown up with. Now she had chosen the flowers, the music, even the dress I was supposed to wear. He had promised her our first dance, too. “Are you certain?” the planner asked. “Mr. Rinaldi has finally confirmed the date.” On my laptop, beneath my name, a note read: Revise to Bianca’s preferred colors. “Then give her the rest of it.” For years, I had fitted my career around the man who ran the Rinaldi family. My transfer to our magazine’s Paris office was finally approved. This time, I would take it. Dante could

It's the two of us against them; we don't know how many there are — Yulia whispers — We can't do it; we don't even have any bullets left, and they're armed to the teeth. We have the element of surprise on our side, I refute — I won't die before my wedding, Yulia, I'm going to get married. "Is that really what you're worried about?" she says indignantly. "Of course!" I exclaim, whispering. "They won't give me my deposit back if I cancel the wedding." "There isn't even a hall anymore!" she shrieks and I think one of the bullets hit the wedding planner." Damn, I lament, — I'll have to get a new organizer right now.

It was only the first week of April and the show wasn't until the second week of May because of my schedule so I had time to decide. I still had a few more of my regular models that I needed to do some additional shots of plus I had 3 hotel shoots in different states and 8 different high dollar senior shoots to do. Oh and technically one wedding that I had almost turned down because it was actually referred to as the wedding of the year and I didn't want to battle paparazzi on top of the stress of being around hundreds of people, but that was booked the same weekend as my gallery opening. Luckily, when I talked to the singer and her fiancee, a famous football player, they explained that they

He scolded. I shrugged."I need to momentarily forget my problems." He moved closer and sat opposite to me. "This is about the second engagement getting canceled again,isn't it?" I ran a hand through my hair knowing it must be the talk of the town right now. I had stupidly canceled the first one and now,the second one still didn't push through. It was as if everything was against Gianna and I getting married. Not wanting to talk,I continued pouring myself glass after glass and wincing as the alcohol burnt its way down my throat.

Don't make me go to you! Usually, I would feel gloomy after being reprimanded by Chris in such a cold manner. However, I was able to respond indifferently to his fierce accusations. "Chris, since I've decided to call off the wedding, there's no point in attending this banquet, is there?" The phrase 'call off the wedding' enraged Chris once again. He began yelling angrily. "Do you know what you sound like right now? You sound like a crazy woman who's making decisions based on her emotions. Why have I never noticed that you're actually so unreasonable? I've already taken the initiative to call you. Is it so hard to take a step back?

"It's almost done and no one interfered." Rossie took a deep breath and let it all out, calming herself. She hears Veronica said, 'good girl' and she went back to watching. It didn't take long and Jared gave out his first speech as the owner of the Corporal group. And soon enough, he finished without anything ever happening. They all rejoiced to it as they see their family walking the red carpet to exit the hall. This tradition doesn't have an after-party because no one is safe until the next 24 hours have passed.

I replied back and he walked away. I finished eating and drinking the juice, to focus on the event again. My work only ended when the bride and groom left. I returned the glass to the bar and as I was walking towards the lounge, my colleague approached. “You can't imagine! " What? “ I stared, seeing her in shock. “You know that client who canceled his wedding not long ago, Dereck Ferraz? “I know... “he said. “He's at the party! He just arrived, he was late “Daphne commented.

Thankfully, he picked up the phone right away. What he told me made my blood boil: It was a female that called to cancel; she called on Friday; and the wedding that had been booked in its place was Cassie’s sister’s. He also told me that he couldn’t possibly do two weddings that day, and he felt compelled to honor his commitment to Cassie.

he quickly said before hanging up. I stood there frozen, staring at the sea of guests and the flashing cameras. My mind went blank. Because of the Hepworth family's reputation, this wedding had been the talk of the town. On top of that, Simon had made sure to publicize every detail in advance. So, reporters had shown up to livestream the whole thing. Now, everyone was waiting for an answer from me. I forced myself to pick up the microphone. "I'm sorry, everyone. The groom isn't coming. The wedding is canceled."

Hand-stitched. I chose it because Marcus said he liked simplicity. “I understand,” I say. She nods once, relieved. Good. Then I step forward, closer to the edge of the altar so everyone can see my face. “Thank you all for coming,” I say into the microphone. A murmur ripples again. “This wedding is cancelled.” No tremble.No tears. “Apparently,” I continue, “the groom has prior commitments.” A few nervous laughs. Quickly swallowed. Marcus’s mother stiffens.