The Wedding Gift Book Novels & Stories

“I wanted to surprise her.” “Oh… So wonderful. If you don’t mind me asking, what kind of a gift is this?” “It’s a first edition of ‘Jane Eyre’, my wife’s all-time favorite book.” “How romantic! I bet she’s going to be so happy…” Lorenzo cleared his throat. “Well, not as… romantic as the two of you, it seems. You’re really getting married today?” he asked talking with Calleigh but looking at Gabriel. “Oh, yes,” she said shyly, glancing back at her future husband.

She was too tired to even think about it. Zac chuckled and gently placed a piece of chocolate in her mouth. “Here, eat.” Helen chewed happily, but her gaze suddenly drifted to a thick stack of notebooks sitting on the coffee table. Curious, she pointed at them. “What’s that?” “Our gift ledger,” Zac replied. “Now that we’re married, we’re in charge of keeping track of it all.” “Gift ledger?” Helen’s brows lifted in interest. “It’s a record of all the wedding gifts we received—mostly cash. Whenever someone in our circle has a wedding, a baby, or any big life event, we’ll need to return the favor.”

"That … wouldn't be right." "It's fine. Just consider it …" Adrian chuckled and said, "My wedding gift to you." Caroline took another glance at the books before looking at Adrian again. Adrian said, "If you think this gift is too cheap, I—" "No, no! This gift is too valuable. I will take good care of them." A brilliant smile appeared on Adrian's face. "Good." Once they got out of the bookstore, Gwen couldn't hold it in anymore. "Carol, I would bet a bag of chips that Adrian likes you!"

He got into the car, putting on the smile of a man who was about to get hitched. The tiny island was alive with celebration as Gia approached him, draped in an extravagant wedding dress. They exchanged vows before the priest and shared a kiss in a room full of people. Soon, everybody extended their well-wishes and presented their gifts. Feeling thrilled, Gia tore open the presents while Dominick stood beside and watched on aloofly. He had prepared these gifts beforehand. There, his gaze was drawn to something in the corner, and he was stunned. He didn’t recognize the gift.

Marissa felt a surge of gratitude, knowing that these gifts were not just material items but symbols of the love and support that surrounded her. Among the gifts, one particularly caught her attention—a beautifully bound book filled with handwritten recipes from the village's oldest residents. This was a treasure she had always wanted, as cooking had been a cherished pastime shared with her mother. The book was a collection of family recipes, each page telling a story of love, tradition, and the joy of gathering around the table. As Marissa flipped through the pages, she could almost hear the laughter of her family and friends echoing through the years.

Abigail's POV - Our wedding day, and it holds an even more special significance this time—it's our 3rd anniversary. Mick chose this very day for our re-wedding, and we've been eagerly anticipating it for weeks. Today, I have a unique wedding gift for my husband—a manuscript of my new book, 'Fragrance of Love 2'. I know it will light up his face with joy, and that's precisely what I want to see.

Sarkhan is laying on my bed reading a… book? I don't own any books though… Oh! My eyes bulged out and my mouth dropped, give me a break! The title was 'What your mother didn't tell you about being a woman'. It was a sex, hormones, and masturbation guide my mother had given me when I was 17. Like a frenzied animal, I hopped and leaped to snatch the book but he is faster to raise his arm above my head. "Your mother didn't tell you many things." He smirks down at me as I've landed half on his lap.

Along with a bracelet, I’d also gotten Kaileeh a necklace to match. I then passed out small gift bags to everyone that helped plan the wedding. My mom, Aunt Carla, Grams, Nunny, and Phoenix. Their gift was a bit different. I’d gotten them all rings with a symbol meaning nurturer. Once I was done, Jarren handed his gifts to his groomsmen and the other men at the table. He’d gotten all of them watches. Leave it to Jarren to give them something easy for him to think of. I have to admit that they were nice, though.

Mike frowned at the book. “I started this…as a wedding gift…sorry, it took me a while to compile.” She swallowed her saliva with a sorrowful smile, glistening eye. She handed over the book – an album curtesy of her sudden obsession. Mike gently took it and flipped through the pages. “I hope you like it…” Jessica whispered.

When it was my time, I pulled out the flat, red-wrapped gift and extended it to her. “Thank you, darling,” gratifying, she began ripping the decorating paper slowly. All the eyes around watched curiously, holding their breath. They were definitely going to be satisfied I could say. I had been thinking over this present for the last two months. As the last casing was undone, and the velvety covered book was out, frowns formed in every forehead. Eyeing the flock, Lauren proceeded to turn the cover. Three, two, one!