The Wedding People Book Novels & Stories

*********** AT THE BOOK SIGNING EVENT. "I was baffled by the looks on the faces of both my mother and sister-in-law. Tonight was meant to be my wedding night, it was meant to be as amazing as they talked about in books and movies but here I stood in the living room of this new extravagant mansion, in my simple white gown and my newlywed husband had literally dumped me here. From the look of things, the scornful look from the staff who weren't even pretending to smile, I was uncertain of how this marriage will be. But I was hopeful nonetheless." I completed the reading while sitting at the podium on a very comfy chair. Everyone, including me, let out a sigh after reading. I placed the microph

The media erupted with shocking news of Sebastian’s secret wedding just days after their marriage. The revelation left everyone eager to uncover the identity of the mysterious woman who had captured the heart of the elusive bachelor. Women who had once dreamed of winning him for themselves were consumed with envy. The Blackwoods were no exception, though they seemed more intent on using the news to taunt Kaira. “I wonder what Mr. Ashford’s wife looks like,” Claudia mused aloud, her eyes glued to the headlines. “She must be incredibly beautiful and, no doubt, of high status.”

The wedding was 30 hours away. The owner of the pizzeria where it was to be held, Bob Walden, had long since helped me decorate the place the way I wanted it. When I called him, he cheerily asked whether I wanted to get more flowers to spruce the place further. I smiled bitterly. "I'm canceling the wedding, Mr. Walden." He sounded relieved. "That's great! You've finally seen sense. No proper man would make his wife settle for a wedding in a pizzeria in this day and age—he's just making a fool out of you!

Book 2 of the CEO Collection Fake Fiancee for a Billionaire A year and a half later… Standing in the lush garden of our new home in Willowbrook, I couldn't help but marvel at the life Alex and I had started building together. The air was alive with the joyous sound of laughter and music, the sweet scent of summer flowers mingling with the evening air. This wasn't just any party; it was our wedding reception, a celebration of new beginnings, love, and the little family we had created.

I understand the pressure of the workplace and support his career, so I take on all the housework voluntarily, keeping our home tidy and organized so he can relax when he comes home. Our life is plain and routine, without dramatic ups and downs or messy conflicts. To outsiders, we are just an ordinary young couple. The only thing is that busyness has reduced our time together, and most of our conversations are about daily chores, with less of the intimate interaction we had when dating. But this is common in adult marriages, and I never thought anything bad of it. Our third wedding anniversary was in one week. I wanted to prepare a gift quietly to add a little ceremony to our dull life. Usin

"What's going on? Faking for wedding leave and lying to her fiancé?" "So embarrassing, turning the wedding into a mess." "Two days on the job and pulling this? This girl is something else." "This guy's got bad luck, marrying someone like that." The vibe got super awkward. Every eye on Ainsley shifted from pity to disdain and confusion. Her sobs caught in her throat, just sniffles left. I stood there with the contract, waiting for her next move. The background music had stopped, leaving only a suffocating atmosphere and murmurs.

I was sound asleep the night before the wedding when a video call from my best friend, Eve, came in. “Aisling, my wedding’s starting in half an hour. Where is my maid of honor?” I pulled back the curtains and stared in resignation at the still night at one in the morning. “Eve, what are you talking about? It’s not even dawn. Who gets married in the wee hours? You’re working overtime as my alarm clock.” It was a pause on the line until Eve’s camera shifted to the blue skies behind the groom. “Are you still asleep, Aisling? It’s morning. “Our families have arrived. Everyone’s waiting on you. Get here quickly.” The call ended, and I snapped awake. Judging by the family members caught in

After that; she applied some moisturizer on her hair and combed it, a little make up and then she put on a singlet and short. Miss. Barbara sat on her bed and picked up a book from the table to read. She was halfway reading and the story seemed like hers. She was taken aback to what happened the previous night she met the young alpha officially and how everything played out. After the old man went inside to announce the wedding date to both families, it dawned on Barbara that she would be married soon to a disabled man. “ You are welcome again everyone”, he said while being supported by his wife Maya who was looking gorgeous in her blue flowery dress and grinning from ear to ear. “This party

The couple themselves smiled happily, feeling grateful and fortunate to have such a strong and loyal love between them. The wedding celebration, filled with love, happiness, and warmth, will always be an unforgettable memory for Afgan and Adelia and everyone who attended. And on that special day, they celebrated not only their wedding but also the beginning of a new adventure filled with love and happiness as a committed couple. Edward and Emily were also invited to the lavish party. They arrived at the party with a faint smile on their lips, but their presence hinted at the tension hidden behind their polite demeanor. Edward, with his neatly combed hair and well-pressed attire, was captivat

**EPILOGUE ONE** **TWO MONTHS LATER** This chapter is dedicated to Lotto wearers Karen Russell, Ndifreke Etim, Pauline, Alice Suzeni, Chrissy Bridgelal, Mean Hermosa, crnsd, Daisy Presh, Karly Meh, Felimo Fernandes Basdeo, and Favy. Thank you for your support and for your gems. **THIRD PERSON'S POV** Many people gathered at the entrance of St. Paul’s Cathedral for the wedding of Princess Diana and Leonard Smith, the president's son. Reporters were also present, eager to capture any scoop they could.