Rory And Logan Wedding Novels & Stories

Overly Excited: I am overly excited. I can’t wait to tell Layla and the rest of my people. I am getting married. Ruby is finally getting married. I never imagined my life would take it on like this so fast. Logan knelt in front of me on one knee. He asked me to marry him. And I did immediately. I accepted. Words can’t describe how happy I am feeling right now. Logan is to become my family soon. Just the two of us, maybe move away to a small house. Smaller than this one.

“Tell Bunny I’ll write her a character reference once she gets the toothpaste out of her ears.” Logan laughs into his coffee, finally managing to start the machine. “This house,” he says, and he doesn’t say it like it’s a complaint. He says it like it’s a prayer. I pour milk into Missy’s cereal and cut up a banana for her, and Logan drops a kiss to her curls before checking his phone. “Hey,” I say, suddenly remembering, “did you call the florist about the wedding?” “I did. They’re still pretending peonies are endangered.”

I don't sound very convincing, not even to myself. Logan follows suit. He pulls out a chair and parks his elbows on the table with a smile on his face. "My plan had been to tell you over the phone what theme we were going to run at the wedding and then suggest a few songs that I thought you could sing." I resist the urge to grimace. "I see..." "But since I'm here, maybe you want to look at a few photos to get a better idea of what type of wedding it will be?" "Sure..." I'm a chatterbox today, aren't I? One glance up into Logan's face is enough to render me speechless and uncomfortable since I'm so attracted to this asshole.

Logan and I had been working on rebuilding our relationship, and Grandal had settled into his new life in the pack. ************ A month later, it was my wedding to Logan. The pack house grand hall was decorated with flowers and balloons, and our pack members were all dressed in their finest attire. I looked stunning in my white dress, and Logan looked quite handsome in his outfit too. I couldn't help but feel proud to call him my mate. An elder officiated the mating process, after which Logan declared his intention to speak to me in front everyone.

They were annoyed. "In addition, I'm also doing this party as a welcoming party for Serenity as my bride, after staying with me for almost a week. I want her to know that all the rumors heard about dragons, about me, are untrue. Because I want to live together with her, for as long as I can. And that means until she and I are gone." Logan looked at Serenity who was visibly moved by his words. "And I'd also like to announce that Serenity and I will be having a formal wedding ceremony in two days. I hope you all can make it."

The priest asks while gaping at me. I wanted to say nothing because I was confused, and thinking about the man in the crowd could be my father—but seeing Logan's face made my heart jump because of my emotion. “I…I do.” “Logan Gallagher, do you take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife?” Logan smiled at me, “I do!” A few minutes later, the priest announced. “You are now husband and wife! you may kiss the bride!” I bit my lower lip as I stared at him and kissed him in front of his men, and everyone and the priest. This makes me feel embarrassed but overwhelmed at the same time.

His eyes, filled with a depth of emotion that mirrored the journey we had traversed together, held a promise that resonated beyond the spoken words. In the glow of that pivotal moment, I said yes to Logan's proposal, sealing a commitment that went far beyond the realms of friendship. Our love story, woven with the threads of shared laughter, whispered confessions, and the enduring strength of a connection tested by time, was now reaching a new pinnacle. The day of our wedding dawned with the promise of a lifetime of shared moments and unwavering companionship. The air buzzed with excitement as friends and family gathered to witness the union of two souls who had weathered the storms of uncer

Kate warned him, referring to the threat I had shared with them. "Don't listen to this sister of mine, she's just trying to instigate," Logan dismissed, slightly irritated, as he pulled me away. The wedding day has finally arrived. Today is the day when Logan and I will be united. Kate and Alyssa are helping me get ready, while Logan's family is filled with joy over our union. However, I couldn't help but wonder about the opinion of his other brother—the one who was always absent from any occasion due to his constant world tours.

"It started from the maid quarters, and now that is what everyone is talking about." "Everyone?" I whispered, trying to make sense of what she said. "What is everyone talking about?" "That.... that...." "Stop stuttering and just speak, Laura!" Just then, a knock was heard and I muttered a 'come in'. "Logan and Audrey's wedding has been shifted." Ralia said, stepping into my chambers, and completely stealing my attention. "By shifted, what do you mean?" I asked, half bothered. "Turns out they did not properly calculate."

Then, little by little, the groom’s face was finally revealed to the crowd, and Sarah was met with a handsome, sharply defined face that she knew all too well. Seeing it was me, Sarah’s mind went blank. All the noise, the cheering, the drums, and the shouting around her disappeared instantly. The whole world fell into a dead silence. The only thing she saw was me dressed in a white suit. Logan’s shocked voice rang out next to her. “Sal, isn’t that Austin? Why is he marrying someone else?” Sarah stared daggers at the newlyweds on the boat. She was baffled, to say the least.