Nightmare Weddings Novels & Stories

) Oh hell, I'm gonna mess up. I can feel it. This isn't cold feet; this is worry of disappointing my mate at the first hurdle. (Kol POV) Last night was the worst nights' sleep ever known to man! I was alone in a cold bed. Neither my wolf nor I liked it. Very unsettling to lay alone after you've shared a bed with two others for quite some time. Damn wedding traditions! The only good thing to perk up my mood is that.. TODAY IS THE DAY! I'm finally getting married!

His eyes brought back all those memories she thought she had already forgotten— her past which she didn't have the strength to tell Aidan. “Just one night, Autumn. We just have to dance. Our customers won’t be able to recognize us because we’re wearing masks. It's up to you whether you want to be fucked or not,” Snow, her best friend, told her. Snow already has her make-up on and her black lingerie. Her lips were so red as if she had really prepared for this night.

All of them looked fresh, their clothes newly prepped for that evening's event. Everyone could not deny that the first few minutes of the wedding were already a bang. It was unique in its own way. The couple shot a mini-action movie that served as the intro to their wedding ceremony. That was what they saw in the first part of the wedding. The entire time, while the movie was playing on the LED screen, Scarlett, Kaleb, and Liam were already waiting behind the closed doors with the same motorbike ready to run. Prominent families, company executives, and business partners of the Wright Diamond Corporation, together with family and friends, were all gathered that day for Kaleb and Scarlett’s we

In an insignificant part of a second, the music and clamor of individuals quiet down, absolute stillness rules for a brief time before chaos and frenzy take over the environment. The ponies in the merry round are out of nowhere stained by some ruby liquid that might as well be blood, though I can't quite put my finger on where it came from. Individuals scream in fear and run in every conceivable size, as if they are avoiding something, until out of nowhere each of them begins to disappear in waves of green smoke. "Wild Hunt," I should stop while I get what's going on.

Forcefully suppressing her emotions, she threw her thick mane over her shoulder, picked up the hem of her long white dress, and walked out of her room. The wedding was held in the back of the packground, beside the only oasis in the desert region. Rows of chairs were lined up in front of a meadow, the seats packed with pack members. Zain Adeel stood on the dais, looking regal and handsome in his suite, as he waited for his bride. As she sat between her parents, Naira avoided looking at him and occupied herself with the desert trees and plants blooming in full glory. A few minutes passed. Then half an hour.

Clearly, I am in a nightmare, and it is all because of that stinking movie. Shaking my head, I take a deep breath and decide that I am going to walk out of the bathroom and wake myself up before this dream has a bad ending and I end up dead. However, once I open the door, a sudden gust of wind hits me, and I fly backwards as the tornado rips through the apartment building, and everything is decimated in its path. A few days later, I wake up and feel so much better till I look around and realize that I am lying in the bathtub of the apartment and my foot has been severed.

It would take a week for the news of the bride change to make its way through the family's internal channels. That whole week, all of Chicago's underworld was buzzing. People said I'd actually given up a wedding that was right within my grasp. Others said Sofia Colombo must have some serious pull—making Vincent swap brides right before he was set to take over. I paid no mind to any of it. On the fourth afternoon before the wedding, Vincent's most trusted man, Paul, showed up at the back door of my private clinic, carrying a brand-new Louis Vuitton suitcase.

They could not believe what had happened. "Mother fucker!" I shouted angrily. I immediately heard whispers. Instantly turns off the big screen where the truth comes out. My parents immediately approached me. "What happened?" Mommy's opening question to me. "That daughter of yours and my future wife betrayed me!" crying I said. I felt so heavy, the pain of what they were doing to me and the thickness of my Brother's face to attend our wedding. "Zekailah, marriage cannot be stopped. You know we have to do this to save our company. It's just sex," Daddy said calmly.

After scrolling through social media mindlessly, he played some sad music and opened the bottle of whiskey, his long-lost friend accompanied him in this tough patch of life too. A notification blinked on his mobile phone’s screen, Rick whimpered at the details of the news. “Possible venues for the Star Lockwood’s wedding Ceremony.” While looking at those photos mechanically, a thought flashed across his mind. “Yes. Finally, I get it.” He jilted his loving whiskey and called his friend. “I would like to ask you a favor, Henry.” …. In the middle of the night, Charlotte was jolted awake because of a nightmare, scenes of ruthless killing and screaming people nauseated her to the core.

This night has been nothing short of one crazy disaster after the other. I can feel Bhyron’s eyes on me. I can tell that he’s murderous after the cancellation of our wedding, but I keep my eyes firmly lowered to the ground, choosing to avoid his gaze while struggling to process everything that’s happened. I think I’m in shock. Traumatized, too. All in one night, I’ve been forced on a trip I never wanted to go on, almost kidnapped, trusted a gangster, risked my life to enter into a secret dungeon, gotten betrayed, watched people get killed and had my wedding cancelled.