Sarah Stanton Wedding Novels & Stories

POV: JAXON We stood at the beach house. Preparing for Rowan's wedding. April 15th had finally arrived. Perfect spring day. Sunny. Warm. Ocean breeze. Everything he and Sarah had dreamed of. The setup was beautiful. White chairs arranged in rows facing the ocean. Simple arch decorated with flowers. Fifty guests. Intimate. Family and close friends. No media. No publicity. Just love. I was officiating. Got ordained online specifically for this.

The next day, Scarlette's wedding started splendidly. She and Hadrian came out from their residence and headed for Waverly Village. They had bought a house there, and before going there, they had to go to the local church for their ceremony to exchange their marriage vows. The whole wedding process seemed to be quite simple, but was also solemn. They had invited all the villagers. Lamar and Jazelle were the groom's witnesses whereas the bride's wedding witnesses were Hansen and Jenna. It was a great surprise to see that even Stuart attended the wedding.

We compromised: fancy dress for the ceremony, tutu for the reception. "Deal?" I asked. She considered seriously. "Deal." We shook on it like business partners. "She's you," Alexander observed. "Stubborn negotiator." "She's you. Knows what she wants and won't settle." "She's both of us. God help anyone who tries to negotiate with her as an adult." --- The wedding was at a small vineyard upstate. Fifty guests. Outdoor ceremony. Simple but elegant. I'd been nervous about my role—"family witness" was basically made up—but Sarah had been clear: "You're important to James's journey. You should stand with him."

I told her as I pulled Nathan up from the table and stood next to him with my left hand splayed out on his chest whilst his arm was wrapped around me, holding me tight. Sarah spun around and froze when she spotted the ring on my finger, her mouth hanging open. “You're getting married,” she said it so quietly I was scared that she thought it was a mistake. Then the tears started falling, and she was smothering us with kisses and hugs. She was so excited for us and absolutely loved my ring and was more than a little surprised that he picked out such a beautiful ring on his own. He said as soon as he saw it, he knew it was meant for me. It was hard not to swoon at that. Sarah then went into ful

If Jonathan was walking the same path as my dear husband, Gavin always took the alternate route that didn’t have Jonathan’s footprint. I never really met him in person, but there was some bizarre rumor about this person who was challenging to have faith in me. He was married to an actress, Sarah Stephens, an Oscar-winning A-list actress who received a lot of love from the world for her solid performances and down-to-earth behavior. Jonathan and Sarah were the power couple with good looks, money, fame, and a happy family that most people didn’t know the definition of. But they were, according to Sarah’s numerous interviews. The pathway she used to describe her marriage to her husband was quit

Of course, Sarah was one of those people as she was Vivian's mother, and besides her, Elena, Stanley, Marlon, Samantha, Alexa, and also Rose attended the wedding. Indeed, only those closest to the bride and groom attended today's wedding, even the groom's father, Stefan Dahl, was not seen in the church. Sure enough, a month wasn't enough to heal the old man's broken heart, and he also still couldn't accept a former prostitute to be his daughter-in-law.

“Patrick? The quiet guy who helps in the garden? He’s a priest?” “Was,” Lester corrected, still beaming. “But once a priest, always a priest, in the eyes of the Church, and more importantly, in the eyes of Sarah and Ben. They’re over the moon!” The news sent a warm, effervescent feeling through Ethel’s chest. A wedding. In the midst of all the death and fear, two people had found each other. Sarah was one of their original members, a quiet, capable woman who worked in the hydroponics lab. Ben had joined a few months back, a former mechanic with gentle hands and a easy laugh. It made perfect sense. And the fact that they had a real priest, a vestment-wearing, certified man of God, to marry th

From there, he said, "Thank you for coming. Before anything else, I would like to thank the famous designer, Sarah Kate, and her husband for sponsoring our wedding party entrance. Ladies and gentlemen, you have just witnessed Sarah Kate's next season designs! So later on, you can decide which ones to purchase at her boutique." Next, the man pointed to the decor, the venue, the models, and the clothes. He described, "This wedding is my dream for my wife. Most of this is for her because she deserves the best. The Evan Thompson you know would not be caught showing himself off to the crowd, modeling. However, Evan Thompson, who is Shantelle's husband, is willing to show you how much he will bend

I pinched it on the side and it ridiculously stopped me. "Hahaha. I love tickling you, maybe it would be better if you just kiss me." I turned my back on him and covered myself with a blanket. "I don't know about you!" I promise. The next day, it was really what everyone was waiting for. The fancy wedding. The police escorted me to the church. When arriving at the church, those who attended our wedding did not dance together. You thought it was a celebrity getting married because of the crowd. Especially when I started walking towards the altar where Joseph was standing there.

Diana asked, a bit confused from what she knows, Sarah has nothing to her name so what inheritance I am talking about? “You see, her father left a huge amount to be released to her when she clocks 25 years old and I was hoping to use that to finance my own company.” I explained to her. “And that was the major reason you got close to her and married her?” Diana asked and I nodded. She lets out a small chuckle, “So sad for poor Sarah. She's too naive to realize even her own husband was her silent enemy.” “Well, now we don't have anything. I'd have to save for our wedding.” I added.