Warm Wedding Novels & Stories

Chester's mother pressed her ear to the breathing mask on my face, listening intently to my final words. "Mrs. Morrison," I whispered. "I never want to see him again." She nodded, her expression dark and grim. "I've heard about what happened at the wedding. Don't worry, I'll deal with that ungrateful son of mine—" I shook my head and interrupted her, "That doesn't matter anymore. My grandmother was gone too." "What? H-how could this happen?" She froze in disbelief, her tear-filled eyes wide with shock. Her voice broke as tears streamed down her face.

I pinched it on the side and it ridiculously stopped me. "Hahaha. I love tickling you, maybe it would be better if you just kiss me." I turned my back on him and covered myself with a blanket. "I don't know about you!" I promise. The next day, it was really what everyone was waiting for. The fancy wedding. The police escorted me to the church. When arriving at the church, those who attended our wedding did not dance together. You thought it was a celebrity getting married because of the crowd. Especially when I started walking towards the altar where Joseph was standing there.

"Promise me that we will always be together until the end of our lives." "Yes, I promise you. I will only love you and always be with you forever." After making a promise, they held each other's hands and walked to the wedding altar. The smile on their face showed how happy they were.

"About it, Mom. The Moxa family will sort this out soon. We'll definitely close this news and my marriage to Vina goes on." "Are you sure, honey?" she asked. "Yes. Mommy even intends to make a luxurious wedding for us. Mommy prepared a honeymoon package to Bali for us." What's more for a honeymoon package, after all they have also produced a child from their illicit relationship. Isn't a honeymoon more appropriate for Bara and Nayya, who just got married? Vina's face brightened. The thought of lavish weddings and honeymoon packages made him impatient to get to that happy day. Become a queen for a day then go to a famous tourist spot.

Do you pledge to choose respect, kindness, and compassion toward one another, to listen deeply to one other, and to speak to one another truthfully, today and always? Couple: "We do." Their parents and their friends were witnessing the real wedding with their real love to bind together. Ivy couldn't stop sniffing and crying.

“The sight here is like a dream. I tell you. I am among the privileged to attend such a wedding. A fairy tale themed wedding of the year!” “And let’s not forget the VIP guests, friends, and family who have come from near and far to witness this beautiful union, strictly by invitations” the male newscaster added, showcasing the elegantly dressed crowd mingling under the sun. As the camera zoomed back to the altar, the female newscaster’s voice concluded. “Stay with us as we count down to the moment these two souls become one.” The anticipation in the air was palpable, with viewers around the world glued to their screens, ready to witness the trending wedding.

The wedding day dawned bright and cheerful, with a fresh, crisp air that filled the lungs with joy. The scent of blooming flowers and newly cut grass wafted through the grounds, creating a sweet and inviting aroma. Who would have thought that Emily was going to be marrying the man she had mistakenly kissed at a bar when she was sober? Emily, resplendent in her stunning white wedding gown, beamed with happiness as she prepared to walk down the aisle. Her mother, seated in a wheelchair, smiled proudly, her eyes shining with tears of joy.

I muttered back, as he ambled away. Seconds after, a lady walks into my office, holding a little boy in her hand, " good morning miss boma!!" She warmly greeted " hello ma'am, please have a seat and tell me how may I bring your dream wedding into a reality" I wore a smile on my face, "yeah! But it isn't for a wedding but a wedding anniversary!" She affirms to me, "oh wow, that's awesome, how many years have you been married?" I asked, "twenty-four years!" She ran a smiley face, "oh my, congratulations, it's a big deal!" I said to her.

The wedding hall was packed, but the groom was nowhere to be seen. Just as I was about to panic, Quentin Lawson finally appeared—dressed not as the groom, but as the best man. His arm was linked with Olivia Nevin, who was dressed in a flowing white gown. Together, they looked every bit like a couple. His groomsmen rushed over, pulling him aside. "Are you out of your mind? Not only are you late, but you brought her?!"

I was sound asleep the night before the wedding when a video call from my best friend, Eve, came in. “Aisling, my wedding’s starting in half an hour. Where is my maid of honor?” I pulled back the curtains and stared in resignation at the still night at one in the morning. “Eve, what are you talking about? It’s not even dawn. Who gets married in the wee hours? You’re working overtime as my alarm clock.” It was a pause on the line until Eve’s camera shifted to the blue skies behind the groom. “Are you still asleep, Aisling? It’s morning. “Our families have arrived. Everyone’s waiting on you. Get here quickly.” The call ended, and I snapped awake. Judging by the family members caught in