Red Wedding Book Chapter Novels & Stories

While I stood there unmoved like a statue wondering, he gave me a beautiful bouquet of white orchids and roses and pulled me towards the priest who was waiting for us in front of the chancel. The priest began reading the wedding of Cana According to John the Holy Gospel, Chapter II (2) 1-11. Everything is blurry in my head. The ceremonial was done very quickly. When did they put the crowns on our heads, when did we put the wedding rings on each other's hand, when did we drank the wine and danced the dance of Isaiah?! I don't remember anything! The only thing that remained deeply etched in my memory was when we went out of the church as a married couple and everybody was throwing rice at us,

The organ swelled, as if rejoicing. From that moment, preparations for the wedding began. Friends from every part of their lives came to lend a hand. Former members of Arthur’s old congregation, young souls from Isabella’s outreach, and new converts alike joined hands in creating a wedding that felt more like a revival. The theme was "Redemption in Bloom."

I declare and look at Matilda who doesn't stop smiling at me. The orchestra music slowly starts to fade in the air and the guests now take their seats. I hold Matilda's hand and we both turn to stand side by side in front of the priest who now starts to go through the pages in his book. I've seen and heard this chants multiple times in weddings and even in my own wedding before. The priest should just skip to the important part which is the vows and me removing the veil off of Matilda's face and I kiss her like my whole world depends on it.

He looked at me. "Of us," I said. "If you were counting. Which I was, this morning, in a loose way." I paused. "The night my father told me your name is chapter one. The ring on the shelf is chapter two. The engagement dinner window is — I don't know, five or six. The Wednesday afternoons. The lobby. The wedding. The first fight. Vienna. The coffee shop. The house. The garden." I paused. "The test on the bathroom counter." He was quiet.

Cade kneels in front of me kisses my hand, and promises to accomplish all my desires as soon as we are married. I tell him that I agree with that and that I am starting all the preparations for the wedding. He makes me aware of the fact that for the ceremony that he told me about, we need to get to hell. I thank Cade for the reminder and leave to make all the arrangements for the wedding. I instruct everyone to play their parts, make a dozen calls, and for the final touch, I choose my wedding dress, red as the fire from hell, big and gorgeous to fit the new ruler of hell.

As Harold's parents comforted me, they pulled me into their car, and we sped toward the wedding venue. Inside the church, the center aisle was covered in Juliet roses, the kind of arrangement that must have cost a fortune. At the altar, the pastor was already reciting the wedding vows. Before him stood Leila, wearing a gown worth tens of millions, and Harold. She gazed up at him with bright, loving eyes. Just as they were about to exchange rings, with romantic music drifting through the hall, Derek charged in and shouted for the ceremony to stop.

I double over, my knees sink into the floor as I thunder a howl that shakes the building, that shakes my core. How do I tell him that his father is gone? That I'm wearing a dress soaked in his blood? I don't get to respond as two firm hands carry me out of the house to the courtyard where the ceremony of doom is being held. Raven is standing before the people, and an officiant who happens to be Boaz stands beside him, holding the holy Bible. Their expression lights up as the person carrying me drops me to my feet. “Let the wedding begin!” Boaz declares, flipping through the pages of the Bible. Tbc.

Chapter 11: Ties That Bind The Blackwood estate bustled with activity as the wedding preparations for Rico Blackwood and Catherine Lionel reached fever pitch. The extensive grounds were filled with florists, caterers, and designers, each rushing to finalize their work. Yet, beneath the celebratory disguise, something didn’t feel right.

THE WRONG VOW (Mistakenly Married to a Ruthless Billionaire) Chapter 2:The Billionaire's Bride Silence. The entire wedding hall fell deathly silent. More than a thousand guests stared at the woman standing at the entrance. Victoria Harrington. The real bride. Her white wedding dress was torn, dirt stained the hem, and tears streamed down her face as she struggled to catch her breath. Emily felt her knees weaken. She looked at Victoria. Then at Alexander. Then back at the wedding guests.

They embraced once again. …. A/N : Will I have a sister-like figure at my wedding too? I feel super emotional just thinking about it. What do you think about the chapter, guys?