On Your Wedding の小説・ストーリー

Our wedding was held on an island with the sun, sand, and blue sky. I was wearing a white wedding gown with my arms around Cole's as we walked toward the priest. I looked at the man next to me. He was handsome, gentle, and had given me a new life and a home. However, Ian made an appearance at our wedding in an unexpected way.

They exchange knowing glances, their hearts filled with love and anticipation. The sun is shining brightly on the day of their wedding, casting a warm glow over the stained-glass windows of the little chapel. Family and friends have gathered from near and far, eager to witness the union of Nicholas and Katarina. They exchange their vows, promising to love, honor, and cherish each other for the rest of their lives together.

The morning of the wedding day dawned bright and beautiful, with a warm sun shining down on the venue. Sophia woke up early, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. She lay in bed for some time, taking a deep breath and savoring the moment. Today was the day she would marry the love of her life, Aiden.

and "Congratulations on Your Wedding." The guests burst into laughter upon seeing the "Congratulations on Your Wedding" message. "Must be a mistake! 'Congratulations on Your Wedding'? Haha..." "Did they mess up the banners? Why the wedding wishes?" As everyone chuckled, the band resumed playing, and the saxophone's melody filled the air. A procession entered, leading a pristine white carriage adorned with crystals and flowers. Seated atop was a middle-aged woman in an elegant, understated wedding gown, matching Timothy's attire for the day.

The air buzzed with activity as decorators, caterers, and event planners worked tirelessly to transform the beach into a breathtaking wedding venue. On the wedding day, the beach was adorned with pristine white decorations, flowers of various hues, and elegant drapery that billowed in the gentle sea breeze. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the gathering. The guests, a mix of Andersons and Laos, filled the seats in anticipation of the union between Felix and Charlotte.

We walk into a big beautiful room, pews filling the room apart from a centre isle to a big stone alter. All of the pews are filled with the pack and family members of my mates, as well as my two boys right at the front. We walk slowly, as the congregation stand and watch me; smiles and gasps filling the room. I look forward and see Jessica and Shona reach their brothers; quickly kissing the cheeks before sitting down. I watch as Kaden and Kol stare down the isle at me with loving eyes. I'm getting married! ~*~ "Kol, your vows." The pack reverend murmurs.

But because Yohan was insistent, I eventually agreed to have a grand wedding here in Los Angeles. I think almost everyone we know is invited to our wedding. Our wedding will be held in a large church so all our guests can fit. There will be media coverage, and one of the channels owned by the Whitmores will do a live broadcast of our wedding. I just hope our third wedding will be successful, and I hope nothing bad happens, unlike what I'm feeling right now. "Cosette, nothing bad will happen, okay?" Mama said seriously to me as she continued applying makeup.

After five years by Leonardo Rizzo's side through bloodshed and gunfire, I had finally made it to our wedding day. In those five years, my surgical skill had earned me a reputation throughout Chicago. I had saved Leonardo more times than I could count. But as I stood at the altar in my wedding dress, he walked straight past me and slipped my ring onto his adopted sister Julia Rizzo's finger. My whole body went rigid. Leonardo looked back at me. There was a hint of apology in his voice, but he made no move to take back the ring. "Baby, when Julia and I were children, I promised she'd be my bride at my first wedding. As the Don of the Rizzo family, I can't break a promise. You'll understand, w

"You owe her an apology, Grace. She has been running herself ragged helping with your wedding. “Does she owe you something? Why the attitude?" I looked at him and spoke softly, "Did I ask for her help? This is my wedding…" Gina’s eyes welled with tears. Her lips trembled. "Grace..." Daniel looked at her, then cut me off with an irritated sigh. "Enough, Grace. Look, you made Gina cry. "You don't know the first thing about planning a wedding. Without her, this whole thing would be an absolute disaster. "Are you throwing this tantrum to tell me you don't want to get married anymore?"

Small corrections, made by someone who'd been awake at four-thirty in the morning making them. Carter was at the altar, smiling. Three steps in, the music shifted under my heels into a violin, Italian, older than the song I'd chosen. Carter's smile faltered. The room shifted with it. The side door behind the altar opened. Atlas Marchetti stepped through. He was in a black suit, not a tuxedo. He'd never worn the same kind of formalwear as Carter, and he'd chosen the suit on purpose, so that no one in the room could pretend they were watching the same wedding I'd been planning.