The Wedding Gift Book Novels & Stories

Delilah laughed and melted into him, oblivious to Jax’s heated stare from across the room. He was thinking of ways to pull them apart, not caring if he destroyed his wife’s party. And the ideas were rushing in. An hour later, Emilia found and cornered Delilah near the marble bar, holding out a sleek black book wrapped in red ribbon. “I have something special for you,” Emilia purred, extending the gift. “A pre-wedding present. It’s my book, I signed it myself and personalized it just for you, Delilah.”

“We’re leaving on our honeymoon tomorrow. I can’t go without her knowing.” A grin spread on his face. “Good thing I came prepared with a phenomenal wedding gift.” I shook my head. “Always trying to outdo me.” “What did you get her?” he asked, knowing I’d been having trouble. I was a failure in the end. Besides some lingerie for our honeymoon, I’d come up with nothing. “A vacation with no phones.” He shrugged and pulled open the door to the groom’s suite. “That’s actually quite huge.” “What does she win?” I didn’t even think Wren knew what the prize was.

But where to start? Just as she was thinking on these matters, she spotted a pair of Jade Candle Sticks on a shelf. They had been the wedding gift to Debbie from Old Wilson 5 years ago. Old Wilson had given a wedding gift to Lois as well, but the jade pieces were especially given to Debbie because they had belonged to Rick's Mother and Father from their own wedding. Debbie had always cherished this gift, as she felt it was the only one she got at her wedding that had been given with sincerity. She knew how much Old Wilson doted on Rick.

"Huh?" My coco pops filled spoon froze in the air after I read the caption. It didn't make sense until the videos finished loading and I saw what the wedding gifts were. Clive Christian, on her demand, had created a limited perfume with her favorite flavors named after her. They made thousands of these for her as the gifts she would share to her wedding guests. "Okay, this is crazy!" I exclaimed and dropped my spoon in my cup. "What's that?" Grace briefly looked up from the garment bag.

“Open it.” I flipped it open and started reading and I frowned then I sat up straighter. Then I read it again and again, not believing my eyes. “No way,” I said and he crossed his arms. “You bought me a publishing company?” I asked and he nodded. “You bought me a whole publishing company?” I asked again and he nodded again, looking so smug as hell. “Why?” “For the wedding. This is my gift to you.” “Are you giving me a business for our wedding?” I asked and he shrugged.

“I don’t know… was just a bit weird since I know you liked reading so much. But everything sort of clicked when you told me you used to live in here. Thought you might want some new things to read instead.” ...He was trying to give me a gift. Or... sort of. It was a gift, in a weird ‘probably stole these from the library’ kind of way. And they were definitely from the library. I recognised all the titles immediately, could even almost remember exactly where they would be placed on the shelves. After all, I’d already read all of these books too. ...However, the sentiment was there and I appreciated it. Building good rapport with Aleric was only going to work in my favour for the future.

He perfectly knows how to combined colors so his outfit is suited to him well. "Why are you staring the whole me?" I wasn't shock when he woke up. "I'm adoring you," I confessed. "And thankful for this. You put a so much effort for this despite of how busy you are." "You're my wife so it's normal for me to put an effort. Our wedding is legal, Alma, not a secret or illegal. And woman should be treated that way... with effort."

“Second, I’d like to clarify that I registered my marriage with my husband, Edwin Walker, two weeks ago. “I’m here today purely as a guest, to offer my congratulations.” Then my gaze shifted to the gift I had left on the reception table. “Oh, and Mr. Rivers, I left you a gift. Just a small guidebook: How to Stay Faithful.” “How to Stay Faithful?” A ripple of barely suppressed laughter spread through the crowd.

I said. " Don't think so much, accept them with a sweet thank you. Someone must have made a lot of effort to find suitable gifts for you without any help. At least appreciate the efforts. " Chris said. I wanted to argue but Aunt Sophie shook my head and signaled me to open them. I did open the first one. I was surprised when I removed the wrapping paper, it was a book, a book?? Really? I gasped when I saw it was, PANTONE VIEW Home + Interiors 2024 book.

It was a dark, sharp sound. The wedding was over. The guests were dancing. The cake was cut. But in the library, the real reception had just begun. Vivian West had sent a gift. And now, they were going to return it.