The Wedding Planner Movie Novels & Stories

She takes the initiative and greets him first, “Good Morning Mr. Ross. I’m Vine, your wedding planner.” His eyes scan her with max scrutiny. Without replying her he motions to the seat opposite him. Vine obliges with a smile as she sits opposite him. Vine is about saying something but he raises his palm up signaling her to remain quiet. She looks quite shocked at this action. He picks up the napkin in front of him and wipes his mouth. Vine manages a poker face as she’s decided to be professional. “So you are the wedding planner, Vine.” He says. “Yes sir.”

She’s a werewolf, seriously, why on earth will I want a werewolf as my wedding planner? "Maya is very talented, by the way, her name is Maya, and she-" "No wedding planner, Noah." I cut him mid-sentence "I want to keep things simple." I said. I always had the dream of making my wedding stand out and be the talk of the world but right now, I am not feeling it anymore. I just want to have a quiet wedding with just family and a few friends. "Okay, simple wedding it is but I tell you, I know this planner that can make things simple but stand out." He said flicking through his phone for more wedding photos "Look at this one" He holds his phone up for me. I glance at the picture shimmering through

Kayzer mentioned my whole name. "How did you know my whole name?" "Of course, It is important for me to know my soon-to-be wife." I know our wedding is just a bet but he put effort on it. We only have one day to prepare for our wedding. His secretary helped us to organize everything and called a media for tomorrow. My adoptive parents doesn't know about this yet so I need to go home. "You want me to go with you?" he asked. "As if our wedding has true feelings, babe. I can handle my parents very well so just take a rest for our wedding." I smirked and leave a marked on his neck.

“I was going to but I figured I have to work to earn the money you promised,” She responded. “Oh, always, money fixes everything,” He said as he greeted the wedding planner. “Your wife-to-be has been nothing but excellent, and we are good to go, except you didn’t show up when I told you to and now you are telling me you are only going to be here just this once,” The wedding planner complained. “Naomi, don’t worry, everything will be perfect, I am a pro at learning new things and I will master it by the end of today,”

she puts her hand on top of mine as soon as the waiter disappears, "I love you, Elle. You know I want the best for you." "I know..." I whisper, looking at her the way she does to me; full of love and compassion. "If you're sure, then I trust you. He treats you right, he's perfect for you, I would support you a hundred percents." "Me too," Cleo quickly stands up and goes around the table so the three of us can have a big hug. I'm already smiling once the three of us are properly seated again. "FYI, we already hired three wedding planners." I flash a wicked grin as the girls' jaw drop, "One for the ceremony, one for the reception, and another for the logistics."

I pulled my hand away from him and rose, I walks back to forth inside his office due to the emotion I am feeling right now. “You should know that… our relationship is very complicated and few people only know the truth…” “Few? Why am I not included on the ‘few people’ who knows behind it?” he concluded in my statement. I return to my seat and started to tell the story behind our wedding and how did we ended up getting married. I saw how surprised he was hearing the truth from me. “What is your plan now?” Only few people I trusted so much even I have a lot of friends because I know some of them aren’t real to me so I choose wisely.

The wedding was like a fairytale, or so everyone thought. My brothers, Leonardo and Xavier, hired the best wedding planners in the country, shelling out millions of dollars to make sure today was perfect. A vineyard in Tuscany, a Monique Lhuillier dress that fit like it was stitched from starlight, and a guest list boasting Italy’s most powerful. But for all its perfection, this marriage was anything but.

I chimed in and he kissed me again. “Yes, now that’s more like it. I already got a wedding planner for you. She will be calling you tomorrow, and you can tell her everything you want for your big day. Don’t worry, all the bills are on me and that doesn’t mean you should hold back on your expenses. I’m going all out for this wedding, I want the whole world to know that I’m getting married to the love of my life.” He let out and if I didn’t know him well, I would say he was excited and really meant his words. But I know him well enough, he just wants to get his plan in motion very fast. Get married to me very quickly, get my money and leave me dejected and with a scandal, since it was a loud w

he said sweetly, which put me a bit more at ease. But then he added hesitantly, "It's just, with the pandemic, business hasn't been great. Plus, we'll need to save for a house, which isn't cheap. So even a small wedding feels a bit steep..." "I understand," I said. I'm not unreasonable. I knew he was already thinking of our future with the house savings. I couldn't ignore that. I decided to be honest. "The wedding is really just a formality. My parents said they'd help out with some of the costs. It's not all on you."

“I can’t do this, Damien. I can’t marry someone who doesn’t even respect me enough to be honest.” Before I can respond, the wedding planner’s phone buzzes again, the sound cutting through the tension like a knife. She hesitates, glancing at us before answering it. “Hello? Yes, this is her,” the planner says, her voice a little shaky. Her eyes widen as she listens to whoever is on the other end, her face going pale again. “I… I see. Yes, I’ll let them know.” She hangs up and looks at us with an expression that makes my stomach turn. “There’s… something you need to see. It’s just been released.”