The Worst Best Man Novels & Stories

Like he doesn’t even realize what he’s doing. My fury surges like a wave, slamming into my chest. “You want to get off the ship? Are you fucking serious right now? The wedding’s in less than two weeks!” I close the distance between us, standing so close I can see the pulse ticking in his neck. “What the hell am I supposed to tell Becca? What do I say when people ask why my best man bailed like a goddamn coward?” He flinches — barely — but it’s enough. His eyes shift away, jaw clenched tight.

"I need a favor. Get your best man to look after my wife." The person on the other side took a surprised breath. "Blaze? Is this really you?" "This is no time for jokes," I warned. He laughed so hard that I had to move the phone away from my ear and lower the volume. "Okay," he said between laughs. "It just so happens that Sasha just ended a contract with a client. I'll put her by your wife's side." "She's the best?" I confirmed. "Second best. You got my number one best man," I retorted.

“He is my boss and your partner. In fact, he is the best man. It won't look good if he is not seen here.” “He is the best man? Ashley, you didn't even tell me he was coming…” “But I told you he was Caleb's friend and business partner, didn't I?” She retorts immediately. “Yes, you did, but I thought he was just going to make an appearance tomorrow at the wedding and not today at the party. To worsen the case, he is the best man, and I am the maid of honor…” "It'll make everything perfect. Fernando might be the match for you, but working things out with Richard will be more suitable, don't you think?” She asks, throwing me a wink.

"Now I am here as the representative of our circle. Danielle is a wonderful person with a heart of gold, and this makes her a beautiful friend. I am sure she is going to be an even better wife. Congratulations on your wedding, my darling Danielle." The guests applauded as Layla returned to her seat after handing the microphone to Umar. "A wonderful evening to you all. I am Zayn Umar, the best man, and I stand before you to tell you great things about my best friend." The guests cooed and clapped. "Adrian, my man, is a wonderful pal, a wonderful friend. He had always had my back and I have done my best to reciprocate. I wish you all the best as you venture into this new journey of life." Umar

“Why would you say that?” He shrugged. “Because that’s how the world works. A young actress runs away from her wedding at the last minute, then takes off with the man she’s been cheating with for two years? That’s not a drama, Tara. That’s a PR disaster exploding like a bomb on the red carpet.” His voice was so... cruel. But also honest. I stared at him, trying to figure out if he was faking it. But there was no anger there. No heartbreak. Just the calm of a man who had calculated everything three steps ahead.

Your best man's words of encouragement and reassurance served as a steady anchor amidst the whirlwind of emotions, grounding you in the knowledge that you were about to embark on a momentous journey filled with love and commitment. Axel, Julius's best man, clasped his friend's shoulder with a reassuring grip, his gaze filled with unwavering support and encouragement. In a voice tinged with warmth and conviction, he spoke words that resonated deeply with Julius, instilling a sense of calm and confidence in his heart. "Julius, my friend, tomorrow marks the beginning of a new chapter in your life, a chapter filled with love, joy, and boundless possibilities. As you stand on the brink of this mo

Chia pouted slightly and hit her husband. “ It’s my wedding day too.” Seb pointed out. “ I’m pretty sure there is a law somewhere that the groom needs to be embarrassed at least once during the wedding.” “ In stupid American movies, yes. But I’m pretty sure it’s a job for the bestman, not the other groom.” “ But you don’t have a bestman.” “ Exactly.” “ Are you sure you want the whole wedding to be so… small?” Damon had asked when he had shared their plans with him.

“Good looking, you mean.” “That’s what I said,” my stomach gurgled and gas escaped through my throat. “Sorry.” “Why are you drinking so early? Aren’t you supposed to be Benjamin’s best man?” I scoffed. He just had to fucking ruin the mood. “Bestman to this fake wedding? I’ll pass.” “What do you mean by fake wedding?” Wasn’t it obvious? “He is doing all this because he is too much of a pussy.” “A pussy? In what way?”

"I- I thought you could use some groomsmen. So... I invited them! Ain't I the best fiance ever?" A muscle of his sharp jaw ticked. "I already have Liam and John." "Yeah, but compared to the number of bridesmaids I will have, you will be lacking in that department. Since Liam is your best man, then John is the only groomsman you will have. Now, it won't look good, right? So many bridesmaids with the bride but only one best man with the groom." I tried my best to form excuses. "And you already went to a talking terms with Dominic if you thought I didn't notice. So I thought why not invite him and your other best friend also?"

MICHAEL The church is ready, everyone is prepared, and I am all set. However, what's not ready is the schedule; Natasha is still not walking down the aisle. Aaron's laughter beside me only adds to my irritation. "Chill, man. I'm pretty sure Tasha won't run away this time. She's head over heels for you." Choosing him as my best man might have been a mistake. I could have picked Quintus instead, but he insisted on giving up that spot and settled for a seat in the audience. But, Pierce intervened, insisting that they both accompany Natasha down the aisle together.