Trolls Band Together Let's Get Married Novels & Stories

"On my dead body! I tore the card into pieces and dumped them in the bin." "I'm convinced now more than ever that this is all being rushed. How can they get married next week when he just proposed the other day? It doesn't make sense at all!" I can't believe Troy and I are back to this conversation. "Troy, Trent is not a kid. He knows exactly what he is doing. He knows what he's getting himself into. So let it go and let them be." "You are right." Troy agrees. I roll my eyes. "I'm always right," I brag. "Ooh!!! How could I forget!"

“You better treat her right, Nash. Or you’ll have me to answer to.” “Always,” Talon replied simply, his voice firm and unwavering. Trina rolled her eyes, stomping between them and breaking the tension with her usual flair. “Oh, come on, you two. This is supposed to be a celebration! Laura and Talon are getting married! Let’s fuckin’ toast to that!” She grabbed the bottle of rum and raised it high, her grin infectious despite the lingering unease in the air. The crowd around us erupted into cheers and whistles, the energy shifting back to something lighter, more celebratory.

Now I’m terrified I’m about to lose her too. "I think I’m gonna take a nap and get ready for the party," I say flatly, pushing off the couch and heading for the stairs. "You sure you don’t want to talk about it?" I pretend I don’t hear her. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "WE’RE GETTING MARRIED!" What. The. Fuck. Milo and Jax’s voices boom in perfect unison. For five solid seconds my brain refuses to compute. Milo holds out a hand sporting a sleek silver band.

“It’s going to be perfect, Dario. I can’t wait to see everyone come together to celebrate our love.” Dario nodded, feeling a sense of peace settle over him. This was their moment, a celebration of everything they had overcome and everything they had yet to achieve. Together, they would build a life filled with love, laughter, and adventure. As the night wore on, the pack members began to share their excitement, offering to help with preparations and planning. Dario felt grateful for their support, knowing that this wedding would be a true reflection of their community. He and Marissa would work together to create a day that honored their love and the bonds they shared with their pack.

"Tristan wants to get married on June first of this year." Juan wiggled his eyebrows at me "well we have a lot of work ahead of us." "Wait you are for this too." "Yep, Trina you deserve to be happy and Tristan makes you happy." I look around at the three of them and take a deep breath "fine, we will get married in three months."

Taryn blushes as we ask her questions, she kept smiling each time she talks of her relationship, it was ridiculously cute. “Oh…. look at me being blessed with amazing granddaughter-in-laws,” Melisa praises, “oh Zoey, this is great, we are going to wear some matching dresses soon for another wedding.” Taryn blushes before denying the marriage allegations, “that is too fast maybe in a year or two but not this soon.” Melisa rolls her eyes before looking at Cyan, “guess it your turn since Conan is taking his time.” We both laugh at Melisa’s resolution, as we happily cook dinner for our family, we hear a soft knock on the door.

I looked at his face and he could pass as a very good actor, with the look on his face no one would ever believe that the marriage is a fake one. We said the vows and the congregation clapped excitedly. “It’s time for a kiss!” I heard a voice scream from the congregation. I looked around and noticed everyone was screaming for a kiss, I can’t let that happen, this is a fake marriage not a real one. I squeezed my cloth into several folds nervously, I can’t even look him in the eyes talk more if kissing him.

“ That's a fucking lie! Stop lying to me!” Tania shrugged, taking some steps towards me. “ Believe what you wish,” her lips curled up further. “ But I'll make this very clear, you have nothing now…absolutely nothing.” “ W-What do you mean?” She stepped back, circling around me as she crossed her arms. “ Father's will stated that after three years of marriage, all his property would be transferred to your husband and— correct me if I'm wrong—today is your third wedding anniversary, isn't it dear sister?”

I raised an eyebrow at him which immediately stopped his laughter. He adjusted himself and stood up straight before speaking. "You must go to my wedding tomorrow." I flipped over by what he said, what wedding? “We just got married, what do you mean there will be a wedding tomorrow?” “No- I mean... Yes, but tomorrow's wedding and today's marriage contract are just a part of my plans.” I did not answer so he spoke again. "It's not us who's getting married so you don't have to feel excited." Seriously, how many girls is this guy dating?

He is the one, will be so always. We were meant to be married. ~Fin~ **A/N** Thank you, everyone, for taking the time and reading till the end. You can check out my other stories as well on this platform :) You can also follow me on Instagram @jobless._.dreamer Happy reading Asmayi