U May Kiss The Bride 소설 & 이야기

​ “Then by the power vested in me, I hereby declare that they are husband and wife. You may kiss your bride!” ​ Will pulled her in her close and whispered, “How about a real kiss?”

KISS: The groom kisses the bride at the end of the wedding ceremony to seal their union. Astrid. “I want you to stay here while I’m gone.” His words echoed in my head over and over. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Okay, Astrid. Better cry now than later. Better here than in front of him. I couldn’t show him how affected I was. No matter how much I beg, it’s not helping him. I didn’t give up on him yet. But I knew that putting pressure on him would only make him run away more.

Liam Kingsley, I'd have laughed in their face. A smile slowly spread across my face. Then the priest smiled warmly. "You may now kiss the bride.”

I gave a sheepish smile to the priest whose solemn face hadn’t tilted since he started the ceremony. As soon as I slid the ring on Frank’s lengthy finger, the old man said, “By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” Okay. Seriously. Did no one tell this old man the condition of the union? You may now kiss the bride? Kiss? Really? “Is a kiss on the cheek okay?” Frank asked that question, and I momentarily liked him for that. The priest briefly wore confusion on his face before he said, “Yes. That is… appropriate.”

he stated simply. Todd's eyes widened. Was the man not going to force a marriage of convenience on him? Would he be able to choose freely? Regardless, Todd already knew he only wanted a contracted marriage. He had no time for things like commitment or love. No, his wife would have to understand that this marriage would be in name only. "However..." Jan began, "I want her to be a virginal bride." "What?!" Todd croaked. "Yes, a virgin bride. I am a very religious man, you know, and even though I have never pushed you to attend church with me, it's very important to me that you find a virtuous young lady. Also, I ask that there be no sex before marriage," he specified.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” I’d lifted her veil earlier in the service, but it still frames her face perfectly. It seems like the entire church is silent as I lean in closer, anxious for all the attention on us. Our parents know that this kiss solidifies something that is for business only, but there are people here who have to believe that we’ve kissed a million times—and that this kiss will be the start of our forever. A happily ever after between two families everyone thought were feuding.

"You may kiss the bride." Caleb didn’t hesitate. His hands came up to cradle my face, and as his lips met mine, the world faded into nothing but the warmth of his embrace, the steady beat of his heart against mine. A chorus of cheers erupted around us, laughter and joy filling the air, but what truly took my breath away was the sudden cascade of flower petals raining down from above.

Emily’s POV “You may now kiss the bride.” The pastor’s voice echoed through the garden venue, and as Adrian cupped my face with gentle, possessive hands, the world around us melted away. Everything—every face, every sound, every moment—blurred into insignificance, leaving just him and me in a universe of our own. His lips captured mine in a kiss so tender yet electrifying that it didn’t feel like the start of something new, but rather the continuation of something eternal. It was a promise, a silent declaration that the past no longer held me hostage.

I don't want to jeopardize our friendship for lust. Yet, I knew kissing Felicia would be perfect. I just didn't think she would go to my head so fast. She's like a fine wine that I can't get enough of. Her soft curves mold to my hard frame. She feels so good in my arms. "Ahem—" I lift my head and look around at the preacher, "I said you can kiss the bride. Anything else needs to be behind closed doors, young man. That's our policy." "Of course. Sorry."

I remember flashes—Melissa's teary grin, Majesty stealthily tossing petals from her basket onto my shoes during the vow, Boyce next to Cara in the front row, offering me a half-smile that conveys we survived the ordeal. As soon as the priest announces, "You may now kiss the bride," I don’t hesitate. I hold her face and kiss her as if the world requires evidence of what is genuine. Applause erupts, laughter fills the air, Jaden exclaims loudly, “At last!” while Majesty joyfully squeals, “Kiss again, Daddy!” I agree. How could I possibly not? The reception is wonderfully chaotic. Keith is holding a glass of champagne in each hand, shouting, “Cheers to the bride and groom!”Melissa attempts to p