Wedding In The Stars Novels & Stories

When Luna showed up at Starhill Hotel, arm-in-arm with Jim, it was less than an hour from the start of the wedding ceremony. The two of them registered their names at the front desk. Jim declared their names to the hostess impatiently. Luna, on the other hand, started glancing around the venue as her hold remained on Jim. The venue of the wedding was decorated very extravagantly. Heather was right: She and Malcolm's wedding was indeed far more luxurious and extravagant than Luna and Malcolm's engagement party.

Daisha appeared and advised her sister so she wouldn't be tired for tomorrow. A huge full moon welcomed all the guests of the wedding. It became their only source of light, "You look gorgeous!" Darrel complimented Daisha who was standing beside him. "I know that you are afraid to become one of us, it is okay! I will not force you!" Daisha told him, and Darrel held her waist. "Thank you!" Darrel whispered to her ears. Flashes of white and gold filled the deck where the wedding would be held. All the officials were there to witness the marriage of Stella and Brandon.

“Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool. They make a pick from the application letters sent by over a thousand lower-class kids. It's somewhat pathetic that such number of persons struggle to get just one position. But on a second thought, you can

The smell of food filled the room, but her appetite had vanished. She didn’t want to eat alone. She didn’t want to be alone, period. On impulse, she picked up the remote and turned on the TV. And there it was. The wedding. A grand, sweeping broadcast with multiple camera angles capturing every moment as if it were some fairytale. The altar of the Moon Goddess stood gleaming beneath a canopy of glowing lights and silver blossoms. The streets were flooded with cheering citizens, waving flags and tossing petals into the air. And then came Stella.

***** *Wedding Reception Highlights* The grand ballroom of the Salvatore estate had been transformed into a breathtaking celebration of love. Soft golden lights twinkled from crystal chandeliers, white roses and delicate greenery adorned every table, and a live orchestra played gentle, romantic music in the background. The newlyweds, Sara and Kingsley, stood at the entrance, hand in hand, as guests applauded and cheered. Sara felt like she was floating. The cream-white wedding gown still shimmered around her, and the diamond bracelet Kingsley had given her caught the light with every movement. She looked up at her husband ... her husband... and felt a wave of overwhelming joy.

Madelyn did not answer that question. Zach said, "I've prepared a gift for you tonight. I'm sure you'll like it." Madelyn remained silent. They arrived at Eternal Seasons. There was a long, white wedding carpet adorned with flowers. This wedding was unprecedented; it was the grandest in the entire Ventropolis. Hundreds of luxury cars were there at the venue. People on the sidewalks stopped to watch as each luxury car passed by. The wedding was even broadcast live. It amazed everyone.

George’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I nodded. “Yeah,” His gaze lingered and it made me feel hot all over. George’s attitude did little to help my attraction. “The wedding is today” He mumbled and I nodded, glancing at the time. Genna wanted a romantic wedding under the stars so it wasn’t the normal daytime wedding but rather a nighttime affair. “Have you changed your mind?” he asked and I shook my head. “We can’t go together, George” “There will be masks Leena. Nobody will notice”

After that long rush of memories, my mind felt strangely clear. Today was our fifth wedding anniversary. I put on the white dress he liked best. I waited from sunset until well past midnight. No flowers. No hug. Just a silent house and the noise from a live stream of the Spencer Group’s gala playing on my phone. Out of that sea of people, I spotted him immediately. He was smiling gently, carefully fastening a necklace around Wendy’s neck. The camera zoomed in. It was a star-and-moon pendant. Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center.

Their love isn’t about public displays; it’s about the quiet, unspoken moments they share when no one else is watching. The wedding day arrives, set in the tranquil countryside outside the city, a stark contrast to the bustling metropolis where their love was tested. The venue is a restored, centuries-old vineyard, its charm accentuated by blooming lavender fields and a stunning view of rolling hills. The weather is perfect; the sky is a vivid blue, with just a few wispy clouds. It’s as if the universe itself is blessing this union.

He had promised to protect her forever, but somewhere along the way, he had forgotten every last one of those promises. The moment Blake arrived at the hotel entrance, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place. Dozens of Maybachs were parked outside, far grander than his own wedding convoy. A red carpet stretched from the lobby all the way to the curb, lined on both sides with red roses. The second he stepped into the lobby, he saw the enormous wedding poster. In the photo, Dawn wore a pure white wedding gown as she leaned against a man's chest, smiling brightly. That man was the very one who had taken her away earlier.