Novel Not A Dream Wedding Novels & Stories

I stood alone on the beach, watching him disappear into the shadows, my heart aching in ways I'd promised myself it wouldn't. Back in my room, I pulled out the leather journal Mom had given me before the wedding. "For your thoughts," she'd said. "So you don't lose yourself in all of this." I opened to a blank page and began to write. Day 5 of Marriage: I don't know who Killian Hart really is. The cold businessman who treats me like furniture? The man who chose a wedding dress based on my childhood sketches? The person who kissed me like I mattered, then told me I don't belong?

Outside her window, the city carried on the way it always did, indifferent to the fact that somewhere inside two ordinary apartments, something neither of them had planned for was quietly beginning to take root. The morning of the wedding arrived faster than Temi felt prepared for, despite three full days of preparation that should have made her feel anything but unprepared. Remy arrived at dawn with the finished dress, simple and elegant, ivory silk with none of the elaborate beading Camille's dress had featured, a choice Temi suspected Elias's team had made deliberately, a wedding that looked nothing like the one that almost happened, on purpose. The chapel itself, when Temi caught her fir

I dug my nails into my palm, forcing myself to maintain a calm, professional expression. "Ms. Greenfield, do you have any other requests for the wedding?" Anna tilted her head, thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke up. "Oh, right. The entire floor has to be covered with imported cashmere carpets. My wedding dress is pure silk. My boyfriend bought it for me. It can't snag even a little. Money doesn't matter. My boyfriend has plenty of it." I almost laughed when I heard that. Victor. The poor student I had personally lifted up. The boy who once couldn't even scrape together five dollars, now a billionaire CEO. What took others twenty years to achieve, I helped him accomplish in just three.

“Miss, don't you remember? Our agreement, from today we agreed to live together.” “Living together? Agreement?" A memory came to July's mind that she believed only happened in a dream. All the series of memories in her nightmares about the failed marriage with Argus, about the strange man who suddenly became her husband, about the contract of the marriage agreement. Yes, about all the events related to the man named N. “Not a dream? That whole thing wasn't a dream!” July panicked, the face immediately turned pale. “Which occasion is miss referring to as dream to? Last night when we―”

, I say as I head to my room, it doesn’t take long before I fall asleep. I have this weird dream where me and Nek are getting married, we are surrounded by family and friends, and it’s Neks turn to answer to the priest question “will you take Taina Seneca as your wife”, Nek looks at me and starts laughing. I wake up from this horrific dream with a start, “Gosh, what kind of dream is this, I hope Nek’s not tricking me”. Today is the day I get legally married to Nek, I’ve always dreamed of my own wedding like every girl would; I’ve always imagined being madly in love with my husband, having a fairy tale wedding, but I guess that’s not exactly in my fate.

Yes, this wedding was meant to clean my name, but as much as I want, I don't want any other people in my wedding who are not related to us. Judge Helerio's words did not register in my brain. I was thinking about how to get out of here. I hope a knight comes and runs me away. But it seems that there is really no hope. "Stop thinking about escaping because that is very impossible, my love," Hudson said in a low voice. "My love! That's so gross!"

She had to think. No. She didn't need to think about shit. This was a dream and she was going to wake up soon. There was no way Maliah appeared from thin air and got married to the man she desperately wanted for herself. The wedding itself looked like something out of a fantasy. The same fantasy land she lived in when she bragged endlessly while she was younger about the very same wedding showing on the television screen but this one was better and smelt like filthy wealth. In a deja vu moment, her mother ran into the room clearly panicking with beads of sweat lining her forehead even though the room's temperature was close to freezing.

My shoulders slumped a little with defeat, and not even a big gulp of wine could make the thoughts go away. “You’re right,” I admitted. “My fairytale wedding was taken from me. But this isn’t going to be my dream wedding. And at this point… I’m not sure if I’ll ever get one.” Emma gasped softly. “Kayla, you can’t say that!” “You’ll have your dream wedding,” Jade said almost matter-of-factly. “Someday, sooner or later.” “Maybe sooner rather than later,” Emma added with a sly little wink.

We had become as close as best friends that could share anything from talking about the guy or girl looking at us seductively to texting where we were every time we were apart. I pulled the cover on my upper body to armor me. “I had this weird dream where I was getting married. It was supposed to be you I was getting married to. And everything was beautifully decorated--I don't think I was paying much attention to that cause the only thing on my mind was why I was getting married to Devin and not you.” His face became serious and he sat up with me too, making eye contact. “The same guy you tried to make me jealous of that time at college?”

If only he knew then definitely he would have never tried to set up my wedding with anyone. A person like me doesn’t deserve all this. I had done terrible things which are hard to forget. That pain, that guilt, that agony was not something to forget. They had trapped my heart. The woman with the heart of gold will never be able to mend my broken soul. "Look at yourself Rehan. You're the most eligible bachelor blessed with the perfect look and all the riches. Anyone would die to marry you but still at the age of twenty-seven, you're single. But I am not complaining, I am actually glad that you are single because if anyone deserves to be your wife then it's Mayra, only her."