On Your Wedding Novels & Stories

Jonathan laughed and said: "Don't forget to videotape your first night later, and I want to see how you "Tore" her apart." I ended the call. I forgot to tell you, Nadya and I decided to get married here in Seiraah town. Our wedding will take place at night, and the party will look fancy but straightforward. Nadya and I want a garden party, not a luxurious party. Wedding preparations have been starting, and my mother chose many things for our wedding. Nadya asked me if she should invite her uncle and aunt? I immediately said:

Their love isn’t about public displays; it’s about the quiet, unspoken moments they share when no one else is watching. The wedding day arrives, set in the tranquil countryside outside the city, a stark contrast to the bustling metropolis where their love was tested. The venue is a restored, centuries-old vineyard, its charm accentuated by blooming lavender fields and a stunning view of rolling hills. The weather is perfect; the sky is a vivid blue, with just a few wispy clouds. It’s as if the universe itself is blessing this union.

Days later, Habbab I am standing in the center of the wedding hall, surrounded by friends and family. The ceremony where I paid for my bride, as a symbolic gesture, has ended, and finally, the moment arrives for us to join in matrimony. My heart beats with excitement as I wait for Melek to walk down the aisle toward me. Soft music plays in the background, creating an atmosphere of love and happiness. Finally, I see her. Melek enters the room, radiant in her white dress, her smile lighting up the entire room.

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

Chapter 15: The Interrupted Wedding Uno and Tangerine's wedding day had finally arrived. It was a beautiful day, with the sun shining and a light breeze blowing. The coven had gathered together to witness the union of their leader and her love. Tangerine had never felt happier. She had put all the troubles of the past behind her and was looking forward to a bright future with Uno. She looked stunning in her white wedding dress, and Uno was equally handsome in his black suit.

"Promise me that we will always be together until the end of our lives." "Yes, I promise you. I will only love you and always be with you forever." After making a promise, they held each other's hands and walked to the wedding altar. The smile on their face showed how happy they were.

Uncle Faartz squeezed my right forearm and discreetly mouthed 'Shotgun License' to me before walking to seat in the second row on the left side of the altar beside his wife -Aunt Monica- I cracked a smile at her and she grinned, waving her hand. My gaze landed on the spot beside my mum -where the father of the bride is supposed to sit- the spot was strategically decorated with white roses in respect of my late dad and I remembered telling my mum to give Uncle Faartz a white rose to pin to his tuxedo jacket. I felt my eyes sting. Even though it was a temporary wedding, I knew my dad would have been so proud.

Unfortunately for Travis, I had no desire to open the wedding invitation. "Aren't you going to take a look?" Travis asked in disbelief. I shook my head while wearing an indifferent expression. Earlier, right after I finished eating dinner, I noticed that Victoria had posted a new update on her social media account. She had posted a photo of the new wedding invitation. The groom's name was Travis Somerson. Meanwhile, she intentionally censored the bride's name. Only the last name "Somerson" was vaguely visible while the first name was blurred out.

I thought that Sabrina would understand that it was impossible for us to rekindle our relationship after I made my stance blatantly clear. However, I woke up to a barrage of messages the next day. "Are you and Sabrina getting engaged, Colin?" I had no idea what was going on. I tapped on the trending topics link that my friend sent me and frowned when I read the headline. "Is Marriage on the Table for the Lawrence and Monroe Families? The Romance of a Pair of Childhood Sweethearts Is About to Become a Reality!"

You don't need to ask for my opinion. While munching on a piece of toast, I curtly said, "Got it." He wanted me to keep things simple, huh? Well, the wedding wasn't going to have any photos, guests, or an officiant. It wasn't even going to have a bride. Dante looked at me as I calmly ate my breakfast. After giving it some thought, he added, "After the wedding, let's go to Aerona for our honeymoon. I know you've always wanted to go."