Sonic And Amy's Wedding Novels & Stories

A devil’s wife? She was slipping her shoes on when the door handle turned. Amy walked in, looking gorgeous—glowing like she was the bride. “Congratulations, sis,” Amy said, her lips curving into a mocking smirk. “I would’ve loved to attend the wedding, but I’m needed at the company. Make sure you take lots of pictures and send them to me.” They both knew Jenny wouldn’t get the chance. “I will. Thanks,” Jenny replied softly. She grabbed her small purse and headed toward the door.

I began kissing his neck. “Call you tomorrow,” Amy called through her laughter as Victor carried me from the ballroom. “Guess what I want to do?” I singsonged while being carried down the long hallway. “Get a good night’s sleep,” Victor guessed. “Nope,” I said as I chewed on his ear lobe. “I’m going to rock your world.” He laughed. “That sounds interesting.” His laughter was the last thing I heard before I passed out in his arms. A week later, I was helping Amy get ready for her wedding in the dressing room of the little chapel she rented. She looked beautiful in her gown and her hair in loose, flowing curls.

"To my brother and his beautiful bride—may your love last a lifetime!" As her toast ended, the guests lit sparklers, their golden trails cutting through the night. Benjamin swept Sarah into his arms like she was weightless—the kind of dramatic gesture reserved for fairy tales, not real life. Amy's excitement reached a fever pitch. "That’s it! Escort the newlyweds to the honeymoon suite!" The noise around me dulled. A hollow silence filled my ears. I took out my phone and called Amy. This was the girl who once swore, through tears, that she’d always stand by me. She glanced at the screen, hesitated, then declined the call.

It might be a foolish thought, but she needed some personal space. “That’s a wise decision. I wish you a lot of success, Amy.” She peered out of the window and sighed, seeing the Ford Explorer still there. “Thanks. It’s still there. I’m sure it’s Nikolas. Maybe he’s waiting for an opportunity to get you alone.” The next day was Amy and Ryder’s wedding day and everyone was busy since morning getting ready to go to the resort, which Ryder had booked for the wedding. Brooklyn smiled lovingly at her dear friend, who had helped her so much. Amy looked ethereal in her wedding gown.

Amy was a newly wed and shouldn't have the time to make calls on her wedding night, but Amy reminded Yvonne that it was just a ceremony. She and her husband had registered their marriage, and he had taken her to the moon and beyond. With her being pregnant, there are limitations to the sort of fun they can have anyway, so Amy had urged him to just let them rest and slowly plan honeymoon after the excitement from their pre-honeymoon activities subsided.

he roars, and I nearly wet myself. "I don't know," I lie again. Slap!! "Chad, don't underestimate my ability to rip you apart right now. I know you have an idea. You blew up the wedding, and now this?" The door creaks open, a small feminine hand gripping the handle, and Amy steps into view. I swallow hard, praying she doesn't remember anything. My dad immediately rushes toward her, hugging her like she is some fragile doll. "You scared me," he kisses her forehead. "Where were you?"

However, he forced himself to stay calm. ‘The wedding will be over soon. I’ll find her afterward and coax her like always. She’s soft-hearted,' he thought. However, halfway through the ceremony, as the guests were enjoying their drinks, Dylan could not hold back anymore. He dialed Mason’s number. The call connected quickly, and he blurted out, “Where’s your sister? Why didn’t she come to my wedding?” On the other end of the line, Mason sounded confused. “Dylan, are you okay? What the heck are you talking about? Of course, my sister can't go to your wedding. She’s getting married today too.”

And yet, the man I had loved and chased for a decade left me devastated. "Dominic is a great man. Shouldn't you at least meet him before deciding?" "It's alright. I agree. Schedule the wedding as soon as possible." "What wedding? What schedule?" Lorenzo's voice suddenly came from behind me. The scent of roses was unmistakable. I hung up the phone, lying without a flinch, "My cousin is remarried. We were just talking about when to visit her." Lorenzo's tense shoulders relaxed. Why was he anxious? Was he worried I'd force him into marriage by holding a wedding?

His ears trembled slightly, and there was a tremor in his voice. "Harper, what are you talking about?" "Didn't we make an appointment? You were to attend the covenant ceremony between Emma and me today, send us blessings, and then wait for me to marry you in a year. How can you marry someone else?" I looked at him coldly, and my tone was very firm. "Jonah, I'm not kidding. I'm going to marry Alpha William today." Jonah panicked and his tone became weak. "Harper, are you still angry with me? Are you doing this this deliberately?"

My phone relentlessly buzzed with excited messages. "I'll start planning the wedding right away!" Erica Jones leaned against Christopher Scott while pouting. "Scarlett, you know I never believed in marriage. I just wanted to experience it once, and Anthony and Christopher jumped at the chance to make it happen!" I said nothing. Before I could even react, Christopher slapped the phone from my hand. "Are you deaf? Didn't our family teach you any manners? Erica's being sincere. Why do you have to be so petty that you can't even answer her?"