Ross And Rachel Wedding In Vegas の小説・ストーリー

“No. It just paves a clear way for me to achieve my goal.” Her fingers tapped against the glass. Rachel Morello. The name felt foreign. Temporary. Stolen. “What is mine is mine! You're not taking it!” *** The photos of the wedding had reached the Voss family. Evangeline stared at her phone in awe, Marissa jaw dropped and Bryce… He was in utmost dismay. Why did they make the wedding public? He had thought that it was a random marriage, where there would be no love. But the way Rachel and Dominic stared at each other, the more jealous he became.

Raven blushed and looked away. Finally, the music played and the procession started. Raven took a seat and watched with interest, dreaming about her own wedding to Ralph. The vows and rings were exchanged and the ceremony came to an end. The marriage officiant declared, "And now by the power vested in me by the state of Nevada, it is my honor and delight to declare you married. Go forth and live each day to the fullest. You may seal this declaration with a kiss." As Jaxon and Carmella sealed their future together with a kiss, Ralph stared at Raven, his eyes glinting with an underlying meaning. The newlyweds were congratulated and led to the church entrance where the photographers were waitin

He stares in surprise with his blue eyes. “If you’re talking about… the end of the rite… You’re too weak, so no, I’m not afraid,” I understood, but continued to mock. At the mention of the completion of the rite, my ardor suddenly cools down. Common sense starts to yell that Lisa's being here is wrong. She is not my wife. Yes, the bride, but she hasn’t made her choice yet, and the last time at the greeting holiday in the Eastern clan, she even hinted that she likes Tobias. The bitter aftertaste of that evening breaks into memory.

“Yes, Sir. Your drink was spiked. We have a footage of her friend passing the drug to the bartender.” “That is bullshit!” I roar. My friend can be crazy and gullible, but they would never do this. I am speechless when she gives me the photo of Jesse passing a tiny wrapped parcel to the bartender. Stela is laughing next to her. They did this. Why? I am speechless when I see the so called footage of our wedding. I and Erick look wasted and my friends are the ones ushering us to the priest to get married. They look drunk too but very excited about this and even serving as our witnesses. I don’t get how a priest can get us married like that.

He looked from the half-eaten breakfast tray to Celine perched in my lap, then at the ring glittering on her hand. “Well, well, well. I leave you alone for one night, and you two manage to break the internet. Congrats, newlyweds. Vegas weddings are cute until your last name is Reid.” Celine stiffened, color rising to her cheeks. I glared. “Do you knock?”

Bea whispered to herself and took another deep breath and squeezes her pinky finger to calm down a bit. " You may now kiss the bride!" the priest declared. As she look back, Austin and her bride kissed, causing the church to be filled with great joy and cheers. 'My Austin.' It was her wedding dream, supposedly her wedding day yet here she is, running away because she is not the girl he ended up with. Witnessing the glorious union of your man with his girlfriend/wife feels like being stabbed by a twelve inches knife, directly into the heart.

A hopeful smile appeared on Rachel’s lips at Rhett’s submission. “Finally you have come to your senses. Make me the happiest woman tomorrow and I will never make you regret it” She said beaming. “Yeah right, aren’t you the happiest woman on earth right now? Our wedding is getting announced tomorrow at the project announcement party and you get to sleep with me at night. I’m happy for you” Rhett said with a dry smile as he finished fixing his tie. “Pass me my bag and meet me downstairs in three minutes, you might want to fix that ugly makeup,” he said derisively.

Is this a surprise? "Ops you are facing the wrong way." He turned her around and there stood a small Chapel. "What is it, Caleb?" "I know you wanted an intimate wedding but that could not be possible because we are public figures. I am bringing you here to get married before the actual wedding. Just the two of us. No media no public." "Are you serious?" Rosalyn laughed. "Very serious. So Miss Rosalyn will you give me the privilege of being your husband?" "Yes. A thousand times yes."

He pulled Rachel into his arms, kissing her deeply as the entire room erupted in cheers. They were finally husband and wife. Rachel pulled back, breathless, looking up at him with a teasing smile. "Did I win?" Ethan grinned, pressing his forehead to hers. "We both did." And as the applause rang through the ballroom, they stepped into forever. Together. --- The ballroom transformed into a dream as the lights dimmed, leaving only the soft glow of chandeliers casting a golden hue over the newlyweds. The first notes of their song filled the air, and Ethan extended his hand toward Rachel.

Anyhow, if he comes to know about her marriage with Henry, JK will destroy it because he loves to ruin Henry. Seven days later, their marriage ceremony starts in Texas. At last, the day has arrived, the most beautiful day, they keep cherishing for years. Henry is there, eagerly waiting for his beautiful Rosa to arrive at the hall. He just keeps imagining how she would walk towards him and how she would look in her bridal attire. All of the thoughts make him excited. The enchanting environment of the spacious and elegant hall, which is decorated with all of Rosalia's favorite flowers, candles, and other necessary items, is still waiting to be fulfilled by Rosalia's presence. The soft, warm li