Runaway Groomsman Novels & Stories

"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."

“ you must take me for a fool Hendrick “, Adrian said angrily as he ordered every entry and exit to be closed and every room should be checked, he was not going to let her escape that easily. The guards started carrying out the orders, some guests that were just arriving were furious as to being locked out of the wedding entrance, While inside the venue, the guests and some staff started murmuring about the shocking scene that just happened, and they were wondering what it was all about. while Adrian was questioning the bride's family and said, “you seem to have forgotten why we are doing all this, now let me remind you. if the marriage doesn't occur today, then none of you shall live comfor

Pam said, "but I really like this one. What do you all think?" Pam's mom and dad, sister and several friends including Byron and Emily sat around in a semi-circle as the bride-to-be stood in the center. Everyone stared at her, most people humming in uncertainty. No one dared to say that it was horrible. "Haha! April Fools!" Pam exclaimed, laughing uproariously, "Isn't this the worst dress ever? I just wanted to see your faces when you saw it." "Pam!" her mother reproved, "You're being silly. And Laurent is probably not impressed with you making fun of his dresses."

He left her, or so to speak, he ditched her. On the most awaited day that Daphne Collins had been looking forward to, Maverick Powell, her groom, abandoned her in front of the aisle—in front of everyone. She never thought that Maverick would do this, especially on the day of her wedding. Like in movies, Daphne believed it was always the bride who ran away, not the groom. It was ironic to think she would be the ‘Bug Guy’ to Maverick’s Julia Roberts.

"Calling the police? What would that look like? The wedding invitations have already gone out. Do you know how unlucky that is? How disgraceful?" "Exactly," her husband echoed. "The police would have to investigate, ask questions—how would it look to have the groom missing right before the ceremony?" I laughed silently to myself. They said calling the police was bad luck, but the truth was, they were all in on it—two of a kind, and not the good kind.

I plucked the groom's boutonniere and handed it to my wife, Rose Lane, then didn't bother with the subtle looks she and the people around us were exchanging. I just walked out of the hotel. Rose didn't come after me. Behind me, the hall erupted in applause as Rose and Zachary Zimmer took the stage, surrounded by the celebrating crowd. I knew this wasn't an accident. It was Zachary's way of poking at me. Too bad Rose couldn't—or wouldn't—see it. Maybe she saw and was deliberately letting it slide.

"Gigi was our biggest regret. We couldn't let it happen again. But we were scared—scared no guy would ever be willing. They all bailed the second we stirred up drama. How could we trust any of them would actually die for you?" They weren't wrong. Couples lined up to get married every day, but how many would actually take a hit for each other? That's why they wrecked every wedding. To protect me—and to see if the groom would prove it. I'd had five fiancés. Only Leroy made it through. I broke down in their arms, shaking. "It's too much. I wish it were me in that bed... not him." They kept whispering, over and over, "He'll wake up. He will."

"I was so sad. And mad. And sad again. How could he do that to me? How could she? They were supposed to be my groom and chief bridesmaid today. I was so devastated and furious too. I just had this huge, roiling messy emotions in me like my system couldn't decide which of them I should go with. Sadness won eventually and my whole body started shaking. I had to pull over. I was so lucky it wasn't a rush hour or at least that that part wasn't a very busy area. I didn't inform anyone that I was leaving so my driver or escort wasn't with me. I just parked and the held-back tears started coming in waves. Then you…..you know," "Yeah, bad timing indeed," he said sheepishly, making a face and she gri

"She ran away, isn't that a good reason to not let her go?" "She dared to leave me at the altar and run away from our own wedding, and you of all people want me to let it slide?" he questioned, turning to look at the man. "You forgot how your old man nagged me for almost a year plus?" The other one let out a deep sigh, his brow furrowed with worry. "I hear you, but what's the game plan now?" he asked as they reached the grand entrance of the house. "How can all these elaborate setup actually help us deal with her?"

The day Yasmine and I had been planning for over five months well she did all the planning, I couldn't care less if the decorations were green, blue, black or silver or if we got married at a circus. "She is sacrificing her kids happiness for your own happiness. She thinks she is a burden on you and that includes the twins so she is moving away so you have peace. You know what went down last time they were in the same room. She has been on your mind since the bachelors party... are you sure you wanna do this?" The billionaire question, do I really want to do this? I don't know. There were four groomsman. Kennedy, Alma's husband. Brad my bestfriend and best man. Aaldrik my cousin who flew all