Tiana And Naveen Wedding Novels & Stories

He couldn’t afford to fail now; too much was at stake. With a final adjustment to his sehra, Mihir stepped out, greeted by the sound of traditional wedding music—dhols and shehnai. The ceremony was about to begin. Parshav's parents, Parth and Riya Rajvanshi were there talking with the Jindal family. As soon as they saw the groom coming, Riya came forward and took him towards the stage, Tami came out after 5 minutes looking beautiful. They were asked to exchange the garlands. Mihir put the garland around her neck but Tami didn't. Gaurvi made her do the same. Everyone applauded and then they were led to the mandap.

"I guess you're on your way to getting your dreams to come true." He nodded. "Let's talk about this later, I believe we have guest-bearing gifts." I turned away from my new husband and focused on the interior decoration of the church. There were neatly trimmed flowers and balloons tied all around the church. The decorations were nothing simple but elegant just how I wanted them. Soon, the audience formed a line and each of them came forward carrying either an envelope or other gifts. It was an elite wedding and nothing less than expensive and lavish gifts were expected. "Hailey, focus!"

On the day of the vow renewal, the air buzzed with anticipation as Ian and Ashley prepared to reaffirm their commitment to each other. The venue, adorned with elegant flowers and soft lighting, provided the perfect backdrop for the occasion. This event had garnered significant attention, not only because of Ian's stature as a billionaire but also because it marked the first time the public would see Ian's wife without her enigmatic mask. As the ceremony began, close witnesses gathered—Yu Zhen, Rita, Mark, Christopher, Chloe, Hillary, Ashley's mom, Ian's grandfather, and others who had played integral roles in their journey.

Avinash concluded. I nodded smiling. "When was the wedding and why we were not invited?" Asked Niharika. "It was a close-knit ceremony and that too in Delhi and wedding was on 4th August." I replied. "In almost month, it will be six months of your wedding. What are you guys planning?" Tejaswini asked. "I don't know about him but my plans are ready and its a surprise." I gleefully replied. "No need to be excited, I am not taking a dayoff for you." Akshay muttered sulkily.

“ Now, if you will excuse me, I have a party to attend to and can you reserve a picture space for me and my husband? We would really love to take photos with the newlyweds, our presence wouldn't just be enough” With that being said, I sauntered off, giving myself a thumbs up for having her that way. I felt satiated at what I had just done but I knew I had talked too well also, I should have kept some things to myself, but instead I had spilled it all out. It was too late to cry over spilled milk because that was past and now, we had to do everything to make sure they both knew who exactly they were to each other, making the couple's life miserable before they even began.

Leila stiffened. His grip was firm—possessive. She wanted to pull away. But she couldn’t. Instead, she forced a smile and let him lead her out of the car. The moment they stepped onto the red carpet, the crowd erupted. “Adrian! Over here!” “Leila, how does it feel to be Mrs. Kane?” "Was this a whirlwind love story?" “Tell us about the wedding!” Leila smiled through it all, her heart hammering in her chest.

I wore a long dark purple dress which complimented my figure, beautiful heals my grandfather gifted me two days before the event just for the occasion, a silver necklace and a pair of tear drop earring that suited my neck piece and my dress. I was so excited on my way to the Event Center for the occasion. When I entered the party hall, I was dazed by the decorations of the hall and the appearance of the guests. The gentlemen looking dashing in their cooperate tuxedos that screamed expensive, and the ladies, in dinner dresses, varying in color and length, and rare and costly fabric material; they all looked stunning. "There are so many guests," I remember thinking that night. The place was fu

“I am sorry.” She held on to him, “I love you,” she finally whispered. Vivaan stayed silent. “Vivaan?” She prompted him to reply. But he stayed silent. So she just let him be… The wedding was held two weeks later. It was a simple event. Only 50 people were allowed to attend the ceremony. Sanvika’s friends and staff at Goa attended. And a few of the family friends from both sides. Sanvika looked like a goddess in her expensive red lehenga and designer jewellery. Vivaan looked very handsome himself. They looked like a match made in heaven.

The lawn of DM was decorated like a fairy tale, it was time for them to get married in Christian style He was decked in Black Tuxedo just like Edward waiting for his Bella he waited for Angel to walk down the aisle Slow music played in the background (Thousand Years by Christina Perri) He looked up and found his Angel walking the aisle, wedding bouquet in one hand other circled her father's hand She looked eternal, an angel fallen on earth his Angel, with all the eyes on her, with the nervous smile though they are married, she felt nervous, her father had assured her he wouldn't let his little princess fall, her eyes meet his, he was smiling at her, that's all she needs now He smiled looking

Rita explained calmly. "I am sorry." Tiana apologized. "But uhmm…. I want to eat something." Rita laughed. "I thought you were worried about being fat just now." "Well, I don't care anymore. Let's go eat some sweet and sour pork!" Rita shook her head as she followed Tiana to the dining room. "So your wedding is very soon. Are you nervous?" Tiana asked. "Nervous? No. Should I be?" "Well...I don't know. I was very nervous."