Romans & histoires On Your Wedding

The host uses a wine glass to get everyone’s attention. “Good evening ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Nare 45th wedding anniversary. We’re very grateful that you were able to join us” he starts and the chatter dies down. “Help me welcome the wonderful couple,” he says and we clap. My parents come out smiling at each other. My mother looks amazing in a long pink evening gown. My father looks handsome in a tuxedo. They sit at the head of our table and my mom winks at me when she sees me. I smile and wink back at her.

~ HAZEL ~ Indy was still standing in front of the full body mirror, gazing at herself in my beautiful wedding dress while her other crazy-rich friends left the room, leaving Kade, Lila, Indy and me in the room. “I can’t believe my daughter is finally getting married.” Lila smiled as they stopped beside us. “It feels like a dream to me.” Kade added, grinning from ear to ear. “Me too. I remember when she was still so small, running around the house with those tiny legs of hers.” She dabbed her eyes with her fingers. “Gosh, I’ll miss my baby.”

Could it suit to my skin tone? “I like that one over there.” I pointed it and walked closer on the glass box. “I heard my wedding is gonna be a traditional werewolf wedding. They said that EL and I will have our wedding beside a river. Wearing that one would be more convenient right?” The gay guy stared at me. Then he starts jumping in excitement as if I help him in smart way.

His ears trembled slightly, and there was a tremor in his voice. "Harper, what are you talking about?" "Didn't we make an appointment? You were to attend the covenant ceremony between Emma and me today, send us blessings, and then wait for me to marry you in a year. How can you marry someone else?" I looked at him coldly, and my tone was very firm. "Jonah, I'm not kidding. I'm going to marry Alpha William today." Jonah panicked and his tone became weak. "Harper, are you still angry with me? Are you doing this this deliberately?"

"They just texted me. There's some traffic, so they'll be a few minutes late. It's fine. We can go ahead as planned." The emcee relaxed and signaled for the wedding march to begin. As the music played, the grand doors in front of me slowly opened. Before all our guests, I stepped onto the red carpet and walked toward Bernard, who stood at the altar in his finest suit. This was the wedding I had longed for—the carefully arranged venue, the enchanting color scheme, and the man who had promised to love me for a lifetime. Amid the roaring applause, I placed my hand in Bernard's. His fingers trembled with excitement as he revealed that exquisite, one-of-a-kind ring. Gently, he slid it onto my fin

From a distance, they looked more like the couple preparing to get married. “Should we adjust the backdrop again?” “Alright.” “Shall we change the lighting to warmer tones?” “Your call.” “Then maybe we should make the main stage a little bigger?” “Sure.” Lewis agreed to everything she suggested, his gaze brimming with affection. Meanwhile, I stood quietly in the corner, watching them interact. I was neither angry nor confrontational. The day before the wedding, I received a message from Switz that my grandfather had arranged everything. A flight would depart the next morning.

Vivian's room was in the other tower of the hotel. I stood outside her door. The hallway was unnervingly quiet, with only the sound of my own breathing, hard and shallow. On the carpet outside her room sat a pair of handmade men's leather shoes. He'd worn those shoes that morning, when he picked me up for the ceremony. In front of every guest there, he'd dropped to one knee, kissed my forehead, and promised to love me for the rest of my life. I didn't knock. My blood felt like it had stopped moving.

I walked towards the altar, folder in hand. And I froze when I saw the couple. "Is that...?" Cathy cupped a hand over her mouth, whispering behind me. "God, they're a gorgeous couple. No wonder she wants everything to be perfect. If I were marrying him, I'd want the wedding of the century." They heard us. "Sophia?" The easy confidence on Marco's handsome face shattered. A flash of panic crossed his eyes. "What are you doing here? I thought you were busy today."