The Wedding He Stole From Me Novels & Stories

"But I don't want to marry you anymore. You lied to me for two whole years while sleeping with my best friend. You got her pregnant, registered your marriage with her, and still came back pretending to love me. "You used the past to stab me where it hurt most. You called me dirty right to my face and said no one would ever want me. I gave you five years of my life with my whole heart, and all I got in return was betrayal. I will never marry a piece of trash like you." By the time I finished shouting, my voice had cracked. Blake's face grew paler and paler. He struggled to crawl toward me, reaching out to clutch the hem of my wedding dress.

The green light signal was flashing from his glowing eyes. My chest rippled with a heavy sensation, taking my body by storm. “Will you come with me to our matrimonial room?” “What? What are you trying to say?” Cooper barked, someone jumped from the couch, which was no other person but him. Cameron slid between him and I. “Lay your hands on her and I will cripple your drilling tool.” Cooper flung his air back in a reflex mode, shocked at the audacity of his enemy coming into his mansion and taking his wife to their matrimonial room. Where Cameron had grabbed my wrist to.

He had been my best man yesterday. He was playing games at a cybercafe. After I told him, he laughed so hard he almost doubled over. "Leon, have you been single so long you're starting to hallucinate? We were drinking at a bar last night. What wedding are you talking about?" I even went to the clerk's office. The clerk pulled up my file. Under marital status, one word was written. Unmarried. "Impossible! That's impossible!" I slammed the counter so hard it shook. "We watched the clerk stamp it ourselves! The marriage certificate is on my nightstand! How could I be unmarried?"

In Willow Creek, there is an unspoken rule about wedding processions: never retrace your route. But on the day we are supposed to get married, my fiancee, Emma Carter, orders our entire wedding procession to turn around and drive more than 12 miles back the way we've come—just to catch up with another wedding convoy. I am about to get out and demand an explanation when I overhear Emma talking to one of her bridesmaids, Lena Williams. "You drove more than 60 miles just to make it to Ryan's wedding," Lena says. "That's some serious dedication." Then she glances nervously in my direction. "And now you're making us turn around? Aren't you worried Nathan's going to be pissed?" Emma contin

He strode towards the room. "Babe?" Tyler's worried voice came into her hearing. Jade stood up and hugged Tyler. "What's wrong?" "Tyler, I got a bad feelings that something bad will happen today," Jade's voice trembled as she spoke. "Didn't we pray about it?" Tyler said, stroking her back to sooth her. After she calmed down the hair stylist put her veil on and their ready to go. The wedding is in the garden beside the penthouse. Jade wanted her wedding to be simple and intimate.

His fingers froze in the middle of performing the act of clicking the picture. "Are you listening to me? Where are you taking me?" I struggled in his arms, cursing him deep down my throat for acting like this. I thought this sweet devil can't act any better otherwise none of the husband would have kidnapped his own wife that too right after the wedding. He would regret all this in the morning once he arrives back into his senses and watch all of the precious highlights of today news on various digital and print media. He has literally abducted me in front of all the family and friends that too in between of the function. He had made me to elude from my own wedding stage; right after few seco

"Hey everyone, I talked to her about the wedding today. She said her family wants something small and intimate, but they'll chip in for some of the costs. I don't know how much they'll contribute, but the more, the better—it could go toward my treatment!" I froze. A small, intimate wedding? Again? Another coincidence? I scrolled through the comments. Many were berating him, calling him a monster, and saying they'd expose him to his fiancée. Someone asked, "What if you don't get enough money?" He replied quickly, "Then I'll just infect her too. I doubt her family will leave her without money for treatment. And once she gets it, I'll make sure it ends up with me!" A chill ran through me. What

Even when I joked once about wanting a star from the sky, he bought a minor planet and named it after my birthday. He even founded a charity for disabled individuals in my name, and countless properties were registered under me. I waved a hand to show I was fine. He carefully helped me over to a seat. "Call the family doctor, now!" I lowered my gaze to my useless legs. Tears fell before I could stop them. That dance competition gold medal—it should have been mine. I had always thought it was the accident that took everything from me. But now I knew. It had been Nate—the man I'd loved for so many years, the one who slept beside me every night. He was the one who destroyed my legs.

He mumbles, scratching his head. “The wedding is fake,” I go on to explain as I sense the question in his eyes. “There have been murders in Riviera and this was just a plan to catch the culprit.” Micah grimaces awkwardly and his expression makes me laugh harder. “Regretting stealing the bride now?” I tease, feeling warmth blossom in my heart. “A little bit, yeah.” He says slowly and then, his face breaking into a wicked smirk that has butterflies run rampant in my stomach. “But now that I have. I might as well make her mine.” With that he picks me up by the waist and twirls me around.

Chris inquired. "Well... I found out on the eve of my wedding when I sneaked out to visit him because I had a special gift for him before our wedding the next day. I found the mother fucking bastard in bed with a bimbo, he was fucking her so passionately and without conscience. I overheard him tell her of his plans to rip me off and dump me to be with her. "Ouch!" Chris whimpered. "I had to call off the wedding even though it was very embarrassing,” I said in between sobs.” I'm most grateful that his plans didn't work out. "