The Wedding Crasher Mia Sosa Novels & Stories

I screamed at the top of my lungs, gripping Mia’s little hand tightly for support as I swallowed hard to hide my sheer nervousness. I must do this and get the money. I marched down the aisle toward the altar, where the ceremony was already underway. The groom was Jude Winters — the man I was paid to crash a wedding for. By whom? I hadn’t been given much detail. Honestly, I didn’t care as long as the money was real.

For a moment, it felt like William was walking straight to me. Had he forgiven me? Was he really here? I thought I heard him say, "Catherine Sanders, will you marry me, be my wife, and stay with me through life and death?" Joy overwhelmed me, and I burst into tears, reaching out toward him. "I will," I whispered.

Mia said, reaching out her hand. I handed it to her. Then I grabbed my computer and went straight online to search the news. The big news websites already had giant red letters on their front pages. "It is true, Mia! Look at the news!" I pointed at the computer screen. "'Carter Family Cancels Mega Wedding. Sophia Miller Kicked Out.' It is totally official! Everyone knows!" "We did it, Emma," Mia smiled, giving me a big high-five. "You really saved him." I was buzzing with pure happiness for the whole entire day. I could not sit still. I cleaned my room, I sang loud songs in the shower, and I baked chocolate chip cookies.

"You probably don't remember anymore, Mia, but today is not just our company's three year anniversary. It's also our fifth wedding anniversary. Don't you remember? Two years after we got married, you fell pregnant, but you insisted on terminating it, because you wanted to be a high-flying career woman. You didn't want to have a child because it would prevent you from reaching your goals. "I honored your wish, and took out a massive loan to start up this company. All these years I've treated it like the child we never had…" I did not even get to finish, because the next moment, Mia hurled my wedding ring onto the ground and stepped on it. The metal cracked underneath the weight of her shoe, j

It was almost Sunday and Lucas still didn't know what to do. He had promised his grandma that he was going to bring his wife to dinner but he needed to find a wife first. The truth was that he could get any woman he wanted in the country, after all, he was Lucas Anderson, the most eligible bachelor in the country. If he wasn't so hung up on Mia this would be an easy feat for him. Suddenly he hoped that Mia would appear out of nowhere so he would propose out of nowhere and they would get married.

She couldn't give up on the chance of marrying Isaac and the truth could hurt her sister. Hence this lie was the only thing she considered telling Rose because it wouldn't hurt her. At least Mia thought so. “Rose. Klaus and Sila got married.” Rose jerked in shock. “What?” She found it impossible to believe. Mia nodded, although fearful of Rose' well-being but she kept telling her a tiny truth from her past life. “Yes. And she died in the same attack you were hurt in…” The moment those words left Mia's mouth Rose stiffened. Everything around her spinned, she felt suffocated suddenly and the next thing she knew darkness filled her vision and her legs turned jelly as they lost the strength to r

As Harold's parents comforted me, they pulled me into their car, and we sped toward the wedding venue. Inside the church, the center aisle was covered in Juliet roses, the kind of arrangement that must have cost a fortune. At the altar, the pastor was already reciting the wedding vows. Before him stood Leila, wearing a gown worth tens of millions, and Harold. She gazed up at him with bright, loving eyes. Just as they were about to exchange rings, with romantic music drifting through the hall, Derek charged in and shouted for the ceremony to stop.

It took me about five minutes to realize I was sitting on My seat on the plane. The seat was turned upside down and appeared to be keeping me from smashing my face into the ground. When blood ran down my face and landed on my hand, I realized I was holding Ria, who was wailing quite loudly. I groaned in agony and clutched Ria's hand tightly. I had no idea how she or I had survived because everything went black when the plane crashed. I took one of my hands off her body, unbuckled, and quickly rolled over so Ria wouldn't fall to the ground. I shielded myself with my hand, and I swear my bone cracked as I hit the ground. "Ouch! " I screamed in agony. Ria continued to sob, and I couldn't tell w

"You, Mia! We're both beautiful, and Wilton wouldn't be losing anything with you—" "You know I hate weddings. I might commit a crime before the wedding even happens. I might bury that man in the ground. And besides, you're the one he wants, right?" Mia interrupted, her voice a mix of humor and defiance. She couldn't imagine enduring the torture of a wedding, let alone marrying a man she despised. And besides, she knew Wilton was smitten with Aza, a fact that she found both amusing and slightly unnerving. Aza scowled, her frustration mounting. She turned to C.C., who stood beside her, a silent observer to the unfolding drama.

The next morning, Nathan gave me his phone to call Carolyne. “Hello, Nathan.” Carolyne’s voice came through the phone. “…. Nathan, you there?” With a soft voice, I answered. “Hi, Carolyne it’s me, …. Mia.” “Mia? O MY WORD MIA!!” I could hear her start crying. “I…I…I thought you were dead! Where are you? I want to come to you right now?” “I’m in Myrtle Beach.”