Sonny Side Wedding Novels & Stories

My mind had been a mess since a few days ago when Kai brought Lily Foster to our wedding. She grew up in an orphanage. Hardships forged her unbending character. That should've been admirable, but she crashed my wedding and took my place to marry Kai. Overnight, I became Seaside City's laughingstock. Everyone thought George, who'd always spoiled me, would have my back. But he stood by Lily, showering her with pity. "You've had a cushy life for over 20 years, while Lily has got nothing," he said to me. "Now that she has joined my family, can't you just let her have this?"

On my wedding day, I received a call from my husband three years in the future via a time machine. In the video, he was lying in bed with my maid of honor, calmly telling me he had cheated. The screen went black. I sat frozen on the suite's sofa, unable to process it. Ethan and I had been together for eight years, since college. He was the youngest rising-star attorney out of his law school. I was the surgical prodigy out of mine.

asks the mother. "Nothing, see you at the wedding, because I inform you that there will be a wedding, food, music, and honeymoon, bye, mommy," says Lucrecia's daughter, cutting the call. The blond is a little scared when he hears the tremendous words of honeymoon. "Honeymoon? "asks the handsome young millionaire.

Kayzer mentioned my whole name. "How did you know my whole name?" "Of course, It is important for me to know my soon-to-be wife." I know our wedding is just a bet but he put effort on it. We only have one day to prepare for our wedding. His secretary helped us to organize everything and called a media for tomorrow. My adoptive parents doesn't know about this yet so I need to go home. "You want me to go with you?" he asked. "As if our wedding has true feelings, babe. I can handle my parents very well so just take a rest for our wedding." I smirked and leave a marked on his neck.

"Promise me that we will always be together until the end of our lives." "Yes, I promise you. I will only love you and always be with you forever." After making a promise, they held each other's hands and walked to the wedding altar. The smile on their face showed how happy they were.

My soul drifted in the air, coldly watching the wedding that was supposed to be mine take place. All eyes were focused on the center stage at the wedding venue. My sister, Sonia Quade, dressed in the wedding gown meant for me, was saying heartfelt vows to my fiancé, Yoseph Caldwell. "Nia is finally happy now!" My parents kept murmuring in the audience as their eyes reddened with emotion. Amid the crowd's cheers, the newlyweds beamed with happiness as they shared what they claimed were cherished memories.

It was a video of David, “It is with great happiness that I announce my son's wedding this coming Saturday. A grand yet special occasion. My Son will be marrying the love of his life, Dora Marcel, Daughter of Joseph Marcel commonly known as the Don. Their encounter was truly a magical one. Everyone is invited to this special day to join us as we rejoice and hopefully, the young woman’s father will not miss this day for the sake of his only daughter” By the time the video ended, The Don was angry,

“This is what you will be wearing on your wedding day. See which one you like.” Leonardo DiCaprio put his fork and knife down on the table and leaned his back into the chair. He lazily put one of his arms on the chair frame. “Old man, what’s the point of you doing this?” Lena Collymore and Charles Collymore stopped eating, and they quietly looked towards Jason. They saw him taking his time to finish a bowl of soup, and then he said, “Our family is a Famous family, so the wedding is going to be simple with nothing extravagant. I don’t care for a western wedding.

"I won't stop you after the wedding tomorrow. Please, don't go. My parents don't believe the Don will marry me. If you walk away, they'll sell me to that bastard who tortured his three wives to death! "If you insist on leaving, you'll need to run me over first! In any case, I might as well be dead. If you don't want me, I'll have to marry that bastard." Lorenzo's hands tightened around the steering wheel, the veins on the backs of them bulging. After a long while, he let his hands fall. On the day of the wedding, the motorcade rolled toward the church. The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased.

But my superiors at work had warned me repeatedly to control my temper—to show restraint and avoid physical confrontation whenever possible. I forced a deep breath and spoke coolly. "Whatever your relationship with Yves is, the wedding is mine to plan. Please leave." Nina ignored me and instead barked orders at the crew. "Yes, put the dead rat here. That'll set the mood. The curse will then take effect." The church looked like a scene from a nightmare; my anger flared. Walking away seemed tempting, but if I canceled the wedding outright, I would lose face—and my parents would tear me apart. For their sake, I kept my temper and softened my voice.