One Tree Hill Brooke Wedding Novels & Stories

The police officers escorted him out between them, but as he walked past me, he suddenly started struggling and shouting, "Natania, how could you be so cruel? We were married for seven years!" At last, I raised my gaze to look at him. Laughing, I retorted, "Married, huh? How did you not remember that we were husband and wife when you and Winona slept in the same bed?" Rendered speechless by my words, Lucas could only allow himself to be dragged out. A dead silence suffused the conference room. I set down my coffee cup and swept a gaze across everyone. "Alright. Now that the trash has been cleared out, we can officially start the meeting."

Though, if you fancy, you're welcome to crash here every now and then. Fuming, I ended the call and instructed the butler to put the house on the market. On the wedding day, I waited at the hotel's entrance, anticipating Larissa's arrival in her bridal car. That was when Holly showed up, clad in a bridal gown, her face twisted with scorn. Murmurs spread through the crowd. "Isn't the bride supposed to be from the Smith family?" "She's not, and the Yates family didn't even invite them. What's she doing here?"

she snapped, pushing his hand away. Axel stilled. “…Pervert?” he repeated quietly. “Yes,” she shot back. “You’re not my husband. You’re not my boyfriend. You’re nothing to me.” Her eyes burned into his. “You’re just my co-CEO… or my stepbrother. So don’t act like you know me.” Axel didn’t move didn’t speak. But something inside him Broke His heart..it shattered to pieces She really thinks I hurt her… "You're my wife ain't you?"

His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto mine without flinching. He didn’t look like a man standing at someone else’s wedding. He looked like a man securing a deal. I forced myself forward, each step echoing like a countdown. Maybe if I stalled long enough, Alexander would call this off. But deep down, I knew better. Hope had no place in a Westwood deal. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the officiant began, “we are gathered here today to witness the union of Alexander Westwood and Aria Bennet…” My fingers shook around my bouquet. My gaze darted to the back doors, praying Ethan would burst through and save me.

Milo nodded, not offering any more words. I kept following Milo, but just as we were about to leave the wedding, I turned back for one last glance. All I could see was Selene’s furious face, and the guests—shocked, unsure of what was happening. It must have felt terrible to be left behind, especially on your wedding day. It was probably the worst of them all. I guess now, Selene could finally understand what it felt like when Lucian left me to stay with her during my final days.

Lily said with a small smirk. Brooke placed her hands on her hips and nodded. Her arm that Rogue had recently healed and she was grateful that she no longer had to wear the cast. "I am, when it comes to family. And you're going to be a damn good auntie to my child. I won't take no for an answer." Lily smiled slightly. "They're coming," she said suddenly, hearing movement in the woods. "Oh gosh," Brooke whispered and her eyes darted back and forth through the trees. She gasped when she saw him. He looked tensed, prepared, ready for a fight. She barely even glanced at Greyson who was beside him.

... The wedding was set for the 28th of next month. A bit rushed, but not crazy. I hadn't seen Ezio since that video call. Harriet told me he was grinding through work to clear his schedule for the wedding and honeymoon. I wasn't sure if I bought it. I kept hearing about Desmond through friends. He and Megan posted a couple's photo online, then deleted it a week later. A friend vented, "I bet he's trying to get your attention. Guys like that are immature, thinking they can make you jealous with that."

He was so fucked up—literally my husband in name, and a kidnapper on top of that. “Such a feisty woman,” Theodore murmured. “You’re my wife now, in case you forgot.” “If I remember right, you didn’t even attend our wedding—which was today.” I smiled right in his face. “And you already know I’m the replacement bride. Not as pretty as my sister. So how about you shut it?” He didn’t look at me. “Still, you are my wife. So you’d better be on your best behavior—or I can have a talk with your father.”

It had only been two weeks since we had put all the negativity to rest, and the transformation was nothing short of miraculous. Fortunately, the wedding had not required extensive planning, as Brodie had expertly taken care of most of the details. From selecting the perfect venue surrounded by nature’s beauty to arranging the delicate floral decorations that would adorn our ceremony, he had ensured that everything was just right. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and the love of our friends and family enveloped us like a warm embrace. It was not only a celebration of our union, but also a testament to the resilience of our spirits, our unbreakable bonds, and the promise of joy th

Brooklyn couldn't find words to reply to him but could only stutter inaudible words. "Is everything alright Brooklyn?" Please come with us, okay! It wouldn't waste time. Zelda advised her as she decided to follow them and sit. The groom was already waiting for the bride and not quite long, Harley walked in with her girls. Brooklyn was in suspense as she hid her head down without catching her attention because she doesn't want herself to be seen. They've already done the white wedding in the Church and Right now they're just doing the main wedding.