Novel & Cerita Sonny Side Wedding

On my wedding day, my fiancee, Alisson Poole, never shows up. Neither do her bridesmaids. I stand alone at the altar all day, enduring a roomful of pitying and contemptuous stares. After 999 rejected calls, I finally accept that she has fled the wedding. Back in our empty home, I see a post from her first love, Rhett Barker. "The art I want to explore with you goes beyond the soul. It includes the body, too." In the photo, Alisson wears the million-dollar custom wedding dress I bought her. She and her six bridesmaids kneel commando at his feet. Their eyes are dazed, burning with raw desire. They look at him like he's their deity, eager to be his most devoted followers. I stare at the

After five years by Leonardo Rizzo's side through bloodshed and gunfire, I had finally made it to our wedding day. In those five years, my surgical skill had earned me a reputation throughout Chicago. I had saved Leonardo more times than I could count. But as I stood at the altar in my wedding dress, he walked straight past me and slipped my ring onto his adopted sister Julia Rizzo's finger. My whole body went rigid. Leonardo looked back at me. There was a hint of apology in his voice, but he made no move to take back the ring. "Baby, when Julia and I were children, I promised she'd be my bride at my first wedding. As the Don of the Rizzo family, I can't break a promise. You'll understand, w

Chester's mother pressed her ear to the breathing mask on my face, listening intently to my final words. "Mrs. Morrison," I whispered. "I never want to see him again." She nodded, her expression dark and grim. "I've heard about what happened at the wedding. Don't worry, I'll deal with that ungrateful son of mine—" I shook my head and interrupted her, "That doesn't matter anymore. My grandmother was gone too." "What? H-how could this happen?" She froze in disbelief, her tear-filled eyes wide with shock. Her voice broke as tears streamed down her face.

"My conscience is clear because I haven't done anything wrong. As for you…" Shirley hurriedly stopped her. "Mom, everyone's here to celebrate my marriage. Don't spout nonsense just because you're drunk!" Gretchen stopped and composed herself when she heard that. Then, she said to me, "I didn't say anything. I was just chatting with Shirley's in-laws." Shirley relaxed. She turned to me with a smile and said, "See, Mel? Mom didn't say anything. Let's talk about this after the wedding, okay? We can work things out as a family."

I'll do anything in my power to overcome this grief completely and be there for my son. Henry and Sasha were having their wedding ceremony and Adam had suggested we attend the ceremony and I agreed. It could help in fueling my spirit and I couldn't miss my best friend's wedding for anything. Getting to the party, it was going well. Everywhere was bubbling with excitement and everyone was putting on a happy face oblivious of what was going on inside of me. The music was blaring as a few couples danced to the rhythm of the music.

I’m not doing it willingly. [Why aren’t you replying? It’s our marking ceremony tomorrow. It’ll be held in church. All the werewolves in the pack will attend it. Don’t be late.] On the day of Monica’s funeral, Sophia picked me up as promised. Bodyguards then escorted me as I left the pack I had lived in for more than twenty years. Meanwhile, Randy kept sending me messages. [Where are you, Emma? I’m already at the church entrance.] [Why does it look like a funeral?! This is my marking ceremony, the wedding my mother has been looking forward to!]

They were so sweet that Brian remarked from across the table, “I’m confused. Whose wedding are we attending? Sonia and Kent or Zia and Clint?” “You guys are just so sweet and cute together,” one of Sonia’s friends commented. “I can see it! My daughter is happy with Clint,” Helena commented. Zia and Clint chuckled. Clint declared, “Thank you guys. When we have our wedding date set, we will invite all of you to Napa Valley.” “Oh, I have never been to Napa Valley,” Zia’s father remarked. “Well, if Adrian is there, I’m not going,” Brian muttered. “You sure are scared of Adrian,” Zia laughed at Brian.

I think it's time to focus on the main event. "I'm so happy for you!" Sonia cheered, holding my hands tight. "Just two more days and you'll be married!" She screamed excitedly, making me laugh. Yep. My Alpha kept his words. He has begun our wedding arrangement, and in two days, we'll be mated as one. I don't know if I should scream along with Sonia or jump high to the heavens. I'm so excited, honestly. "That man loves you so much. I bet he can't wait for the mating ceremony to commence. I won't be surprised if he changes his plan and sets the wedding tonight," Sonia laughed, teasing me.

It was the kind of day you dream about when you imagine your wedding, the kind of day that makes you believe in happy endings. I'd woken up at dawn in my parents' house, too excited to sleep. This was it. My wedding day. The day I'd been planning for months, the day that would change my life forever. By evening, I'd be Mrs. Miles Morretti. We'd be husband and wife, partners for life, building our future together.

I'm ranting to Sonny about what has been happening with the factions and Adrian, but he keeps glancing at the entrance. "Is someone joining us?" I ask. "Yes." he nods, still glancing. "A few friends," "So, when is your wedding?" "Three months. Serena and Auntie want a big wedding in Italy, and I want a small one," He suddenly stands with a huge smile on his face. I follow his eyes, and my heart almost flies out of my chest. I’m halfway through laughing at something Sonny says when the doors of the restaurant open. At first, I don’t pay attention. The restaurant is busy, filled with conversations, laughter, and the sound of glasses clinking against tables.