Tag Del Novio Novels & Stories

Ciara and I would whisper to each other when we find something interesting. like the oldman who almost hit his head on the chair while sleeping. And the lady who kept touching up her makeup and blowing kisses to her mirror. It was time for the vow and the microphone was handed to the groom. He cleared his throat before starting. " I, Kyle Johnson, take you Delilah styles as my lawfully wedded wife, my best friend my life partner the one I will share the rest of today till forever with. I will give you my heart, my soul and be the best version of who I am to you.

Colin seems to hesitate, gaze darting frantically back and forth before he finally manages to get the words out. “Delilah and I are getting married!”

Tad says coldly, trying to steady his pulse. Leo leans in, takes one look, and his pupils contract sharply. "No… that's not possible." He scrolls down with trembling fingers, breath uneven. "She really did it? Who—who'd dare take her in?" "Rented gown. Fake shoot." Tad scoffs, desperate for denial. "Just another DeLuca stunt." Celia's breathing turns ragged, her painted lips twisting. "Who would marry her? What man of worth would want someone we threw away?" But as they scroll further—

The sweat began to fall from the hazel-eyed girl's forehead, which showed that she was nervous. “I ... I, Abigail Laurentia Verz commit myself to you, Massimo Francesco Alonso, as my husband to learn and grow with, to explore and adventure with, to respect you in everything as an equal partner, in the knowledge of joy and pain, strength and weariness, direction and doubt, for all the risings and settings of the sun. We tie these knots to symbolize our connection to one another. They represent our trust in each other and our combined strength together."