Tangled Wedding Novels & Stories

I recalled how Emma would repeat the same excuse. "You have to see it from my side, Shawn. I'm the CEO of a company, so I definitely have to lead by example and keep my promises. Charlie is a high-stakes hire as well, so I can't afford to have him feeling slighted." I reflected on that and became even more convinced that they had made a game out of my wedding every time. Did they really think I wouldn't notice? Their wager during the 19th time was that the wedding would be called off if Charlie could run from the hall to the stage, which was only 330 feet, in under a minute. Charlie, standing close to six feet and three inches, could have easily made it even by crawling.

Unless “Did something happen?” “Ha! Just pull up the news, I’m dying over here. It’s too much to explain in one sentence, this might be the messiest wedding disaster of the entire year!” “Family drama? What kind?” Nora pulled up TikTok. Sure enough, right alongside “wedding of the year” her own, sat a second trending tag: Richard Whitfield’s wedding. She clicked the first clip. No sound needed, the chaos spoke for itself.

Her hands were still bound by his tie so tightly that it left red marks on her wrists. She lifted her chin and received his punishing kiss. Her arms drooped helplessly before her torso, swaying gently between them. Everyone could see that tie around her wrists clearly, but no one dared to whisper a word about it. In full view of all the guests, their marriage was solemnized, with Stella as the captured and shackled bride. The news spread like wildfire online. Very soon, their grand wedding had alternative headlines to it. “Caged Wedding.” “The Shackled Bride.”

"We want you over to the left. No.. not that left.. your left left.. oh yes.. in between the children. Okay that's better " the camera man said as he tried to position Wendy and Zack in the middle of their guest. Wendy seemed bright in her white wedding dress. She was smiling at the camera as she held her bridal flowers and stood beside her newly wedded husband, Zack. They had just concluded their court marriage and today was their wedding. She looked happy on the outside but deep down in her heart, Wendy felt really bad.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of two souls." The ceremony unfolded. I barely heard most of it, my attention split three ways, between Tasha's face, searching it for any sign that she was overwhelmed, and Sparrow's profile, and the old woman in the front row who kept glancing back at me like she expected me to pull out a knife. When the officiant asked for the rings, I stepped forward and handed them over, and Tasha smiled at me, a real smile, and I wanted to cry. "Do you, Sparrow, take this woman, Tasha, to be your lawfully wedded wife?" "I do." "Do you, Tasha, take this man, Sparrow, to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

But no matter how hard I fought, I could only watch helplessly as they dragged Mom out of the hall. My family had no relatives here. Every guest in the audience was acquainted with the Jardine family. With such chaos unfolding, everyone just watched and gossiped. Not a single person stepped in to help. Once Mom was gone, Mikael reached out and took my hand again like nothing had happened. "Alright, let's continue the wedding," he said. I yanked my hand away. "Didn't you hear what I just said? I said: This wedding is off!" I threw the bouquet I had carefully curated to the floor and turned toward the door.

So, I stood beside her, digging my fingers into my flesh again and as blood spurted out, I splashed it over her dress. It was subtle, and it was quickly hidden beneath the ruffles of the dress. “Smile, brother.” She nudged me. “No matter what, nothing is going to stop this wedding.” I said nothing, but only smiled lightly. Only a pure Luna could complete the marriage rites, and she had been tainted.

Suddenly, an uninvited guest crashed the wedding halfway through. It was Carlo. He was bony, wearing a wrinkled suit, and holding a wilted bouquet of roses. He staggered in front of me, babbling, "Rosa… look, I brought you your favorite roses. Won't you marry me? Let's get married today." Luca's bodyguards moved in to remove him, but I held my hand up. I took the wilted bouquet of roses and looked straight at him. "Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding."

Celeste said firmly “What?? We told you we were against that plan, that was why we asked for your help” Ralph lamented “I’m not done talking. Can you just allow me to finish?” Celeste asked. Ralph nodded, knowing that he had to let her speak.“I’m sorry for interrupting, you can go ahead” Celeste let out a sigh of relief and continued, “As I was saying, Lovette and Gabriel will tie the knot, but the twist is that it won't be Lovette getting married, it will be me in her shoes," she explained with a smile.

~133 part I~ Chiara Oh, just when I thought the day was the best day of my life, the Contis weren’t done giving me heart attacks. I returned home to a surprise wedding ceremony. Of course, Carmelo knew everything. He planned this with both of our families throughout the year. And the fact that I caught no whiff of it shocked me. I was focused on the vacation and nothing else. There were a number of people waiting to tend to me because the ceremony had already begun. I washed up. Some did my hair, some did my face, and some were busy with my dress and jewelry.