Wedding Dream Novels & Stories

I finally fell into a restless sleep, seeing Clyde repeatedly in my dreams. His eyes in particular fascinated me, I could tell his mood from them every time we met. And here in my dream, I saw him on the day he told me about his wife being kidnapped by a werewolf on their wedding day. The devastation in his eyes, but also the determination in his statement that he would get her back, was most striking. But I was equally determined to win his love for me for life and right now I was on the winning side. In my dreams, I saw us as a family with children, happily walking the streets here. We took them to daycare while Clyde and I went to work.

“Of course. It’s been ten years. Who else could I marry but you? “Autumn, what are you even thinking about?” Right. Ten years. Yet the words on the metal box kept appearing in my mind, uncontrollably. “The greatest regret of my life is that I can’t give you a wedding.” He let go of me, brimming with excitement as he discussed the details of tomorrow’s wedding rehearsal. He mimicked the priest reciting the vows. “For richer or poorer… in sickness and in health… “To take Miss Autumn Taylor as your wife… “To be married to…” But every single word felt like a needle piercing my chest.

, I say as I head to my room, it doesn’t take long before I fall asleep. I have this weird dream where me and Nek are getting married, we are surrounded by family and friends, and it’s Neks turn to answer to the priest question “will you take Taina Seneca as your wife”, Nek looks at me and starts laughing. I wake up from this horrific dream with a start, “Gosh, what kind of dream is this, I hope Nek’s not tricking me”. Today is the day I get legally married to Nek, I’ve always dreamed of my own wedding like every girl would; I’ve always imagined being madly in love with my husband, having a fairy tale wedding, but I guess that’s not exactly in my fate.

"I will always try to be on my best behavior around you. It's what you deserve." "Please tell me this isn't a dream," I laugh through my tears. My eyes are probably already red and puffy. "I will be so sad if I wake up alone inside my room. You don't realize how many dreams I've had like this." Noah laughs in amusement. "Do you often dream about escaping from your own wedding?" "No!" I exclaim but laugh with him. I've missed hearing Noah's rumbling laughter. His whole face cracks open like the sky after a storm. "Being with you—that's what I dream about."

She smiles a little broader and lifts her head upright again. “Not at all. We cannot control our dreams. The things we dream are sometimes so bizarre that it doesn’t make sense. I do not think you have to try to read too much into these things. What is sad about the pieces you told me, is that you were dreaming of a wedding but you felt very negative emotions during the wedding. Brides should not feel that way.” Gayle tells Ally. “But it is just a dream. I am sure when you remember the wedding you had with Mr Benson, you will remember being happy and excited on your wedding day.”

"I just didn't imagine werewolves wedding in a cathedral. I visualised it in a garden or by the sea or wheresoever." "You wanna have a garden wedding?" He raised his right brow. I shrugged before I slowly roamed my feet around. "To my dream man, yes." "Dream man," he scoffed sarcastically. I glared at him. "Why? Are you jealous?" "Why would I?" He crossed his arm. "Who's your dream man, anyway. Nazarus?" He chuckled in the most sarcastic tone. I rolled my eyes. "Yes." My lips thinned as my chest stung for lying to him.

Perhaps it wasn't about my plans anymore but taking interest in other things that made me genuinely happy and gave my life meaning and that was being with James. I spun around anxiously and Leah jerked her shoulder forward in question. “I had this strange dream where I was getting married.” she smiled. “But it wasn't with James.” It was funny how slowly her facial expression changed into a confused one. “Who were you getting married to then?” she asked and rolled her eyes. “Don’t tell me Leonardo Decalpro or some other hottie from Hollywood you fascinate about.” I gasped, shaking my head a bit. “Not him. But I am starting to feel you have superpowers. I did have some celebrity of sorts in th

Mr Zhang Smiled "Of course, she's my wife, who can fulfil her wishes apart from me. After all not everyone can get such a beautiful wife" The whole world knew how virtuous Mrs Zhang was, the couple had no scandals and were wholeheartedly devoted to each other. Little did anyone knew that this party wsa about to change something. Hearing her husbands praise Mrs zhang felt shy. " By the way Mrs Zhang, I heard you area fan of actress Liu Yang. Shes here today, If you want to, I can arrange a dinner with her." Listening this mother Zhnag smile reached all the way to her ears and looking at her husband she silently pleaded for him to wait till dinner.

Kept drifting into this one dream— The wedding still happened. I actually married Hugh. I was in this ridiculous, heavy dress, tiara sparkling like I was some fairytale princess. He took my hand, and we walked down the aisle. Everyone stared. Hugh gave me this soft smile, eyes locked on me. Then the dream flipped. We were somewhere abroad, in this massive, blinding banquet hall packed with fancy foreigners and lights that could fry your retinas. Hugh was up front, chatting in some language I didn't get. Everyone clapped like he was a rockstar.

"That made me happier. But I really wanna know your dream wedding. I'm sure you have one." I thought for a moment. What exactly is my dream wedding? The light of the sun and the strong wind made my heart flutter. A sudden image flashed in my mind. I saw Kalle standing beside the altar, at the edge of the red carpet that is placed on top of the beach sand. Wearing his white tuxedo, with flowers in his pocket. His hair waving along with the blow of the wind. The sun hitting his handsome face, making the color of his green eyes more visible. The view of the sea behind him. The blue clouds above and him. Him waiting for me with a sweet smile on his face while I walk slowly to the altar. Holding