Runaway Bride/Groom Novels & Stories

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

On the wedding day, she looked radiant, waiting for the figure she longed to see. However, as guests grew impatient and the officiant kept checking the time, I still had not appeared. Just as her heart sank to the bottom, the doors slowly opened. A figure in a suit ran toward her. Lynn’s heart pounded wildly, but before the smile could even form on her face, it froze completely the moment she saw who it was. Kyle, dressed in a suit, winked at her. “Lynn, I’m here to marry you.” His excitement filled his entire body, so much so that he completely ignored Lynn’s dark expression.

"But why isn't the groom making your orders for you?" I forced a laugh, trying to sound casual. "There's no groom. Just a girl cosplaying as a runaway bride. Roleplaying for fun." "Is that so?" His voice dropped lower, intimate, and something in my core clenched hard. "Seems fate is on our side then, seeing as I'm dressed like a jilted groom myself." I finally looked at him. "Oh."

The hallway light is off, and only the moonlight illuminates us. The cold begins to brush against my skin, but I walk towards him. “That doesn’t mean I plan to leave.” “You have reason to leave me.” “Is that what you want? For me to leave? A runaway bride on her wedding night?” I stop in front of him. I feel his gaze on me. My breasts harden with his masculine closeness and heat. “You are my wife. You would be a runaway wife, more like.” His hand slowly runs down my cheek and tucks a naughty lock behind my ear. I close my eyes to enjoy this I was missing and had no idea.

Now, for the bride and bridegroom's speech. "Lulu," Zachary said as he looked at her lovingly. "I'll confess that I didn't have a script until three this morning… it almost feels unreal that I'm marrying you! It's such a dream, but it can't stop my heart from pounding! I'm no prude, but I'm not good with words either. You've seen me at my weakest moments, when I seemed to have lost it all… I therefore rejoice that I'm still me, and you're still you."

I still couldn’t get myself to believe it, while other women had thrown themselves at me in the past, Aria Kostas literally chose to run away from her life and home just to escape me. Now, she had just turned herself into a package that I’m even more desperate to get my hands on. “Tell my papa what happened. The rest of the guests should disperse. The bride had a health emergency or any other excuse you can think of.” I instructed. Carlo nodded his understanding. “Any info on who deflated my tires?” I asked. He nodded. “Some old beggar that was tipped a $100 by an anonymous man. He described the man, but it wasn’t something we could work with.”

I tried to reason with my father but his decision was final, I am getting married to Damian Blackwood, why me? So I started plotting, I had to run away, I just had to. I fixed a date when I was going to do it and when the day finally came, I ran. I stayed a motel at the outskirt of town and I laid low for a while until I stumbled upon an auction on my phone; an auction for women to be bought for marriage, I saw this as a great opportunity and immediately I applied. Yes, now you can’t have me anymore, or so I thought.

: "What do you mean we got married?" I asked him, my voice raising a bit. "I don't like repeating myself. All I know is that we are in this mess because of you," he glared at me as he clenched his jaw. "Look, Mister, I don't know what you are talking about, but all I know is that I came here to audition as a runaway bride, so stop with this nonsense." Oh no, how could I be so stupid and dumb? All those preparations, the guests... I should have known it was a real wedding. How did I get myself in such a mess, and how am I going to get out of this mess?

"Ava’s acting was already sharp. As for the Alpha... I didn't see an actor. I saw a man. Whether they are lovers is their business. If you want to keep your territory in this city, I suggest you stop scenting for their secrets." The representative chuckled nervously. "I just mean... the vibe is undeniable." "Then it’s a victory for your brand." With the first stage complete, we moved to the next location. The second scene was the frantic run toward the chapel. On the way, the bride trips, and the groom helps her remove her shoes before hoisting her onto his back to carry her up the stone steps. A small, white chapel stood in the distance of the resort, a beacon of hope against the sky.

He asked in a bewildered tone, “I can borrow the cars, that’s no problem, I haven’t driven them since the car show. But dear, I’ve only heard about the convoy to pick up the bride and I’ve never heard of a convoy to send the bride. What kind of absurd rule is this?” Claire answered, “My friend was a resident student back in high school and she was from the rural county at the outskirts of Aurous Hill. Yes, you’re right, traditionally, it’s supposed to be the groom who sends a convoy to pick up the bride. However, the groom’s side despises her, so they’ve intentionally made a harsh request, saying that they won’t be picking up the bride during the wedding and they’ve asked the bride’s side to