Nice To Marry You Novels & Stories

"But where's Oscar?" The two girls argued a little with their low voices, then they glanced at Elena who was crossing towards the aisle... 'Oh my God, I don't know what your plans are, I don't know what will happen after this. I married her... I married my friend's future wife... But I don't think that all this is just to help her, I didn't expect this to end. No, I don't want that to happen….my intentions are sincere because marriage is a sacred thing...I beg for blessing, I hope this is my first and last marriage, I hope she can love me and I will make her the happiest woman,' he thought with his gaze fixed on Elena who was getting closer to him.

With a sneer, I yanked the necklace off and flung it into his hands. As I watched him fasten it around Dinah's neck, her expression triumphant, I smiled and gave my blessing. "Congratulations on your marriage."

"What????" * * "Oh my! Bethel, so this is for real? You're really getting married to Ryan?" she asked in bemusement after listening to the whole shit. "Yeah" i mouthed. "But...come to think of it; isn't it great news? I mean, you're getting married to Mr popular" "Oh, Nicole, please. I don't even know a thing about this guy aside the fact that he's rude and a flirt and you expect me to be happy?"

She bends and kisses me deeply, " So...?" " Yes! I will marry you, Nicholas," I exhale and hug her, keeping my nose in her sweet neck and inhaling her intoxicating scent. We are getting married! " We are getting married!" she exclaims. I can hardly put into words how happy I am right now. I'm marrying the love of my life, and we have a pup on the way. " I have to tell the girls, Vicky, Lily, Chelsea, Jamila, Daisy, and Eury!" she's beaming.

"Marry me, please." ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ See you 👋🏻 LOVE ALL 🤍

They were in blue denim dungarees with white shirts beneath and white sneakers, looking adorable. They did a simple step dance but it was well-coordinated and followed the rhythm of the song. It was a song done by Bruno Mars, called, 'Marry You.' ~“It’s a beautiful night, we’re looking for something dumb to do Hey baby, I think I wanna marry you. Is it the look in your eyes or is it this dancing juice? Who cares, baby, I think I wanna marry you.”~

it was totally filled with balloons and there is a note to blast me I did one by one all the ballons blasted and that hooligan is in middle she is in saree why I'm unable to move my eyes from her she is looking like an angel kneeling infront of me with 999 flower bouquet drones showered flowers on me background it was decorated as will you marry me with flowers and candles with a smile she said "If I could give you any gift I'd give you love and laughter a peaceful heart a special dream and joy forever after I promise you no one will work harder to make you happy or cherish you more than me you're the star that twinkles at night the breeze that makes things feel right you're the sunshine tha

She looked at her and blinked her eyes. Casey nods quickly and said, "Yes. You're right. We're both strangers if we didn't meet before, Niccolo. You wouldn't know us. And for sure, you'll marry the woman you really love next month. You'll be happy with her unlike your situation right now. You were forced to marry the woman you don't love. I can't imagine you'll endure the pain of marrying the woman you really don't love," Casey said with a frown on her face while she looked at him seriously.

Natalie’s wedding is everything I could ever want for her. The flowers bloom in soft pastels, laughter spills through the air, and the music wraps around the room like a promise of forever. She looks radiant, glowing with the kind of happiness she once feared she’d never find. For a moment, pride swells in my chest, and I let myself smile for her. She's getting married to Louis Dublin, a huge tech giant in New York. Theirs was the kind of romance you don't see coming. It just hits like a storm.

But instead of commenting, he simply says, "Congratulations, Mar. Even if you did just marry an asshole-better an asshole I know than one I don't." The Corpse Bride, Mar, lets out a light laugh, waving him off. And that's when I really see him. Beneath the elaborate makeup and dramatic costume is a genuinely beautiful man. Ginger hair, striking green eyes, freckles scattered across his skin like he tried to cover them but didn't quite succeed. He's about my height, a full head shorter than Liam and his husband, but unlike me-who finds Liam's height endlessly annoying-Mar seems to love looking up at his new husband.