Runaway Groomsman Novels & Stories

A round of shots appeared as a waitress came and sat them down, and the group drank to the bride and groom, even though they weren't there. Paul turned and then glanced at Heidi. "Honey," he said. "This is the guy from that Saturday thing?" he asked. Heidi giggled and nodded. "He's the one with the big fuckin' cock baby. He and I had sex all day one Saturday," she explained, nudging Danielle in the ribs. Kelly glanced up and saw Kara sitting next to Duncan, sidled up against him with her hand on his thigh. "Nice," Paul said. "I wish I had that kind of stamina, you know." he said, looking at Duncan and Rick, the other groomsman.

“Christ, brothers are annoying. Thank fuck I don’t have one.” A-fucking-men. Our older brother, Maverick just shakes his head, smiles and remains quiet. He wasn't much of a talker. But, he was happy for me. I knew it. He was the only groomsman with the good sense to keep his mouth shut. He’d fixed his gaze across the archway, where his girlfriend, Raven was sitting. Raven cocked an eyebrow at him; his gaze narrowed a fraction before the rich, majestic tones of the wedding march filled the air and he flicked his eyes toward the aisle.

The billiards table was ready for a game, the large bar in the back was ready for drinkers, a table was set up with bar like finger food, the black leather furniture shined, the life-size portrait of their father was uncovered on the wall, the dart board was ready for a game as well as the poker table, and . Oh my god. Is that a fucking keg? Not only was Bruce’s groomsmen there, some of his other personal male friends were present, some of Christopher’s frat brothers were present, and . . . men Bruce had never seen before in his life. They must know Trevor. “This . . . doesn’t look like a groomsmen luncheon,” Bruce said slowly as he looked around at all the grinning faces. They all chuckled.

“Yo, Colton. That’s just pop, right?” I recognized the man as being a groomsman. There’d been two—the wedding pamphlet had named them Noel Gamble and Oren Tenning. Since this guy looked Brandt-ish, I figured he was Noel, which would make him Colton’s big brother. Lifting his cup as if in cheers, Colton answered, “Of course.” I glanced at him, frowning slightly and trying to remember what he’d ordered for himself. Had it only been cola? I wasn’t sure.

He posted them to his feed. Then he went around shaking his groomsmen awake, telling them to repost to their own accounts. So what if Megan had blocked him? She'd see it through their posts. Close to eleven, the groomsmen were picked up by their drivers, one by one. Riley, still in the burgundy mermaid dress, sidled up against him. "Derek. Let's go home." He kept his eyes glued to his phone and pushed her away with one hand. "Everyone's gone. Drop the act. This is plenty to make Megan mad."

My tone was as cold as ice when I stared into Justin's bewildered eyes and hissed, "I'm being stubborn? The rest of the groomsmen remained in their spots. You're the only one who took off your shirt and approached her. "Were you trying to help her identify her husband, Justin? Or were you trying to get her to admit that you're her husband?" Justin couldn't keep the smile on his face upon hearing my words. "Watch your tongue, Nate." I ripped off my boutonniere, then flung it to the floor and ground it under my shoe. "I had 18 potential marriage partners at the time. All of them were esteemed heiresses of their respective families. However, among the choices available to me, I chose Tiffany Ba

"You haven't gotten ready yet?? We have to go to the parlor now. Come on. Hurry. Rahul is desperately waiting for you. So get up and get ready." I got up and we went to the parlor. The ceremony started. Rahul was looking good and all the time he was praising me. After the ceremony, we did the photoshoot. I was smiling as if it was the biggest day of my life but Deep down I was feeling so much sadness. I wasn't able to get away from his thoughts. I was going home after the ceremony and I was remembering my moments with him. I still remember the time I was in the parlor. We hadn't seen each other after our date night. He was continuously texting me and wanted me to show him the first look.

Alexander wiped his face. He did not expect this ruthless creature to possess any brains. He stood up straight and smiled widely at Alistair. "So...... you are clever",Alexander chuckled. Alistair took a step forward and grabbed Alexander by the hair, titling his face towards him. "Clever?", his question came out sarcastically as he grinned from ear to ear,pulling Alexanders hair harder. Alexander smiled in return showing his sharp teeth. He felt a sharp pain on his scalp as if the hair was being torn off.

The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased. Lorenzo became even more infuriated when he found out the church he had booked was hosting a wedding. His baskets of roses had been pushed into a corner to make room for lilies. "What's going on?" he snapped, grabbing one of the church staff, his face dark. "I paid for exclusive use of this place for the entire day!" Just then, the wedding ceremony ended. The church doors swung open, and cheers spilled out. The groom looked familiar. He was the Don of the Argento family from Southern Darvent, Dominic. The possessive way he gazed at his bride left no doubt about his feelings.

"You don't deserve it. I'll never fall for a manipulative liar like you. "Jonathan, you were the one who used all kinds of schemes and tricks to gain attention your whole life, weren't you? Now that Harrison is gone, you finally have no competition. All of you, get out. Harrison is better off without a family like yours." The funeral was noisy and chaotic. Charlotte drove everyone away and stayed quietly by Harrison's side.