The Worst Best Man Novels & Stories

I groaned as i received texts from Alex and Kenny as well. As Alex proclaimed his candidacy for the position of best man, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. His pun didn't help his case either. Kenny, on the other hand, didn't feel the need to sell himself and declared that he would make the perfect best man, followed by a playful winking smiley. I sighed, realizing that having three best men at the wedding would be absurd. With a sense of resignation, I turned on the TV while Cassandra raved about how amazing the wedding was going to be.

Mom’s face held less anger and more disapproval; the worst of the two. I swallowed my fear and said, “Yes. Harrison is my best man. He’s been my best friend for years, and I wanted him to be up there at the altar next to me.” My parents looked at me with a new look: disgust. I decided to correct myself and added in, “As my best man.” Rebecca looked down and straightened the napkin on her lap nervously. The staredown continued, and after a while, Rebecca chuckled awkwardly and issued an excuse to leave the room, “Does anyone want dessert? I feel like baking all of a sudden. Please excuse me, I’ll be in the kitchen.”

"Shame to waste such a thoughtful gift. My groom and I already have our rings. We're good." With everyone watching, I chucked the sapphire ring straight into the champagne tower. Ignoring the murmurs, I took a ring from the ring bearer and slid it onto my new groom's finger. Emmett Everhart—best man turned husband—was just as good-looking as Malcolm, maybe better. Broader, too. We hadn't talked much before, but something about him felt weirdly familiar. He raised an eyebrow, then quietly slid a ring onto my finger. The room exploded with gasps.

"You heard me. He asked me to wait until we were married. And he was doing it, I saw him today." "He cheated on you at your wedding?" "From what I saw, he has been cheating on me all along." I feel a tear roll down my cheek at the memory. "What do you mean?" He probably thinks I am crazy. "I was finishing getting ready and I heard him. I walked closer and there were moans. I opened the door and I saw him. He was having sex... with the best man." Now his eyes are wide. "Do you understand why I feel so awful? I was his best friend, I would have supported him. But he led me on, we were going to get married. Good lord, he never would have been able to touch me. He was going to condemn us both to

“And now you want me to stand next to you while you vow eternal love to Robin’s best friend.” Victor winced. “Yeah, when you put it that way, it sounds... questionable.” “No. It sounds insane.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Look, you’re my uncle. Weird history aside, you’re family. You’ve got your shit together. You don’t sugarcoat anything. You’ve survived an actual war zone ,also known as being married to a witch with three toddlers. That’s the best man material.” I stared at him. “And” he added, “I know you’ll keep me from passing out or doing something stupid.”

Chapter 106 Damian had a great time in Antonio's place. Antonio was hell-bent on teaching him how to be the best man for Adam and Anna was talking with Lilian. They watched the men every now and then and giggled at the little tutoring. "So your saying, that the best man can't dress better than the groom?" "Exactly. You wouldn't want to steal the spotlight from the groom on his special day, now would you?" "Who the hell makes up these rules? Is there some kind of wedding federation?"

He was in a simple grey polo shirt and jeans, and he looked like he was trying hard not to roll his eyes. "to the latest husband in town," Axel finished. Cups clinked together around the table. "Thanks a lot for the announcement," Blaze jibed as he walked past Axel. Axel couldn't even wait till he was seated before giving the toast, almost like he was trying to say, 'Oh look, your host is late.' "and another toast," Axel said again, undaunted. "To the best man of the year, which, of course, is me." A ripple of laughter moved through the table as everyone tapped their cups against one another again.

Emm giggled as she shrugged. “We forgot the bridesmaids and groomsmen…” Marcus hit the back of his head as he remembered the most important part that they had overlooked. “and the flower girl and flower boy….” Emm added straightening her back, looking very important. “Organizing the bridesmaids and groomsmen is not hard…” Chris Jnr pursed his lips “The difficult part is knowing who daddy wants as his best man.” “How about we get our two godfather’s and uncle Adrian to fight it out….” Emm giggled “the best man wins and gets to be the best man…”

Owen says dismissively. “Just don’t hurt Becca, that’s all.” I hope and pray that I will never have to be his shield. “I don’t plan to. You are my best man right?” “I will think about it.” “Okay. I guess I should ask Marcus. He will be glad to know that he will be paired with Niki.” Trust the idiot to bring Marcus into this. “I will kill you!” “It’s not match making, Niki is the maid of honour.” “Then I’m the best man, you idiot!” I punch his stupid ribs while he busts out in laughter.

explained Ray, still haunted by imagination when Elena and her family would find out about the annulment of this marriage. "Oh my God..." The man looked very disappointed, confused, and frustrated. He clutched his suddenly dizzy head, probably as dizzy as Ray felt. "Why should it be canceled when everything has been prepared and is almost done? This will make the bride's family feel very embarrassed and disappointed...This will go viral because today's wedding was held in such a lavish manner and invited many journalists!" Drettt ... drett... The man who served as the wedding organizer took out his ringing cell phone in the pocket of the black tuxedo he was wearing. He saw an incoming call a