Nightmare Weddings Novels & Stories

I couldn't sleep all night and the first reason was this and the second one was our wedding was in the morning so everyone started to get me ready. The whole day went in a blink and I was only able to eat little in the whole day as I couldn't gulp down the contents seeing him all silent. He only smiled at me all day and was only looking at me with a kind of fear that I didn't understand. But, on the other hand, everyone is enjoying our day. David and Ananya are dreaming about their wedding while Riyaz and Liya are having flashbacks of their wedding and preparing everything for welcoming their baby. Every staff of the college also attended the wedding and few were happy while others were terr

The wedding will be done at the garden behind the mansion because its beautiful and the only place we could do it under such short notice "Help!!"Nate yells as he runs towards me . Jen takes the dresses inside while i talk to a panicking Nate. "What is it Nate?"I ask him as he takes a deep breath "Groomzilla is loose"He starts pulling me to the back of the house and I start hearing Adrian's voice "NO NOT THERE , THERE YOU IDIOT" "I SAID NOT TO GO THERE ARE YOU STUPID" "NOT YELLOW ROSES WHY WOULD I WANT YELLOW ROSES"

" She let out. "He's out there having the time of his life, probably in the arms of a stripper, being knocked out and all" "I can't believe my ears" My face was scrunched up, heart itching at the thoughts of Cameron somewhere out there, being entertained by some lady, who'd be unclad, rubbing herself all over him. "It's his bachelor's party" Ashley followed. "He's allowed to have fun" "Not that kind of fun!" I snapped "we're to get married by dawn" I stated, with the exhaustion filling my tone.

... My fiancé's best friend, Candace Lombard, held her phone high, the camera trained on my nearly bare body. Her laughter was sharp and mocking. "Wow, Cathy, so eager already? The wedding night has barely started, and you're stripping?" My cheeks burned with shame as I yanked the blanket around me, shooting a desperate glance at my new husband, Sam Whitman, standing by the bed. He frowned but made no move to stop her. Instead, he gently nudged me. "Don't get upset. Candace is just having fun with the wedding night pranks. She doesn't mean any harm."

The day before my wedding, I discovered my fiancé's close female friend had turned the church into a bloody haunted house. When I confronted my fiancé, Yves Laurent, he blamed me for making a fuss. After I called the wedding off, he suddenly regretted it. - I never expected that Yves Laurent—who always seemed so honest and steady—could harbor such a grim, macabre taste. Our wedding was tomorrow. The whole city's respectable families would be in attendance; if they saw a horror-show themed ceremony, they would mock me without mercy.

To avoid my nightmare from reliving itself over and over, I made sure to dodge Grace and any topic about my upcoming wedding, I spent most of my time at work I made sure that I return home late at night when Tom has retire to bed. Just like today, I'm stumbling home drunk, sneaking in, and taking slow steps in the pitch-black sitting room creeping in, I was sure that I will not wake Tom as usual, unfortunately today is different from the other days, the lights turns on, blinding my eyes, I blinks a couple of times in order to adjust my eyesight to the bright room. Tom's pov We finally tied the knot in her culture but to mine and legally we have not, the night of our traditional wedding s

The wedding was tomorrow. The thought wrapped around my chest like a vice, stealing the breath from my lungs. Ever since Victor had told me the date was moved up, the nightmares hadn’t stopped. Dark, shadowy figures haunted my dreams, their laughter echoing as I walked down the aisle toward an abyss, not a man.

With no knowledge of which way to go, I hit something hard and I black out. The next thing I know I wake up screaming in my bed, I shiver uncontrollably as the dried sweat makes my hair stick to my head. The sheets tangled at the foot of the bed, but my heart beat is already slowing because I’m at home safe and secure from any of those monsters out there in the woods. It was just a nightmare. In all the 17 years of my life, that would have to be the scariest nightmare I have ever had. I know I can’t go back to sleep after having a nightmare like that, so I get my phone out and check the time, its 2 in the morning I still have 5 hours until I have to get up. What am I going to do? I figure I

My body shook vigorously. “Boaz…” I called out, my shaky palms hovering over my mouth as tears rolled down my cheeks. “Boaz…” This time, it came out as a muffle. There he was, my husband getting married to another woman. Gradually, he turned around, and his eyes darkened with hate. “What are you doing here, Elora? You should be home performing your wifely duties.” He pointed out, his voice laced with disgust. His words only caused my heart to ache some more. Especially the second the bride turned around.

Ella said, her voice trembling now with anger, “was that you’d humiliate me like this. That you’d parade her through this house while I play nanny.” “I never promised you fidelity,” Ace said coldly. “No,” she shot back. “But you promised me respect.” Silence fell heavy between them. I stared at the floor, my chest aching, my mind racing. I hadn’t asked for this. I hadn’t known. And yet, here I was—standing in the wreckage of something I didn’t even realize existed. Ace spoke again, his voice steady, final. “There isn’t going to be a wedding.” Ella froze.