Wedding Night Tales Novels & Stories

After the engagement dinner, my grandmother was hauled down to the family's dungeons. The order was given by Serena, who handled the finances for my husband-to-be, Vincent, the heir to the Moretti family. Vincent himself led her down, refusing to hear a word of explanation. "The late Don's wife's diamond cross is missing. Your grandmother was the only guest not part of the family. If she didn't take it, who did?" Serena stood at the top of the stairs, her arrogant gaze sweeping over my face. It was laughable. Based on nothing but Serena's word, they could lock an old woman away. "She stays down there for every day the cross is missing. But that's one thing, our wedding is another. We're still on for next month." I glanced down at the diamond ring on my finger, engraved with the family crest. Exhaustion washed over me. This whole marriage felt meaningless.

Jessica, who is a very promiscuous young lady, engages in a one night stand with her boss and finds it really fascinating. Her body yearns for his touch always, and she doesn't get the satisfaction she got from Matt from anybody. She eventually gets blackmailed by somebody she considered a friend and she watches her whole life crumble. Will she pick the pieces of her life back? Or will she remain miserable?

Where does love come to play in what was supposed to be a one-night stand, especially with one's boss...? Abigail Hayes while on a mission to heal her broken and aching heart meets a sexy stranger, her soon to be boss. After a night of utter bliss and passion Abigail can't help but think of the stranger she had spent the night before with. She however brushes off the thought because she knows there would be no chance of running into the said man. She discovers she has been requested for a job interview but is shocked beyond words on getting to the company and finding out that the CEO and her boss was the stranger she had spent the night with at the club. She is even more surprised on hearing that she has been hired as his personal assistant. On the spot she promises herself to not get involved with her boss but as events unwind she finds herself being drawn to him with each passing day. Will she keep her promise or will her desire get the better of her? What if she falls in love with him?

Emma Steele is a closeted shoe designer and heir to her father's shoe company. After her father's death, her step mother and sister deceives her into signing off her rights to the company and working behind closed doors while they take credit. Everything goes wrong when she is made to watch her long term boyfriend get engaged to her sister on the night of her birthday and unknown to her, she was being arranged to become the wife of Mr Braxton, who suffers severe anger management issues. Mr Braxton returns home drunk after discovering his inheritance as the heir to Braxton International is being threatened by a clause to marry a Lady from the Steele household. He meets an unconscious and beautiful Emma on bed, and they spend one night together. The next day, a contract is drawn up; To become Mrs Braxton for one year in in exchange for 20 billion dollars!

Isabel Grace Smith woke up one morning with a handsome man in bed next to her. What happened is against her will, but she knows that she only did that to earn money for the medicine of her brother who has asthma. She left the man without waking him up. Until she found out that the Resorts she worked as a waitress was owned by Gideon Tyr Fierro—the man she had one night stand with. Will Gideon recognize her? How far will she go to avoid him? Is there a chance that a particular night will lead to them ending up more intimate?

"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night—the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it—it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it—especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?

At the company's annual party, my fiancée, the CEO, was chosen for a game called "opposite-gender squats." With the whole room cheering, she did not hesitate. She jumped onto a young male intern and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. He held her by the hips as he lifted and lowered her again and again, while she laughed as if she did not have a care in the world. Then came the second round: blindfolded face recognition. When her hands reached the intern, her fingers lingered on his lips and traced them slowly. He suddenly licked her fingertips. Right there, in front of everyone, he smirked. "Miss Smith, your hands are really soft. The way you touched my lips just now… that felt amazing. This kind of perk beats any year-end bonus. You smell incredible, Andrea." Her face flushed red, but she did not deny it. She only smiled, shy and pleased. That was when I let out a cold laugh. "If you like it that much, I will assign you as the CEO's assistant. All business trips next year, you two can go together." Her expression changed instantly. "Daniel, what is with the attitude? Can't you handle a game? It's just for fun. Why are you making such a big deal out of it? Who is going to dare play with me after this?" "Fine. If you enjoy playing so much, then go play with him. Because that CEO seat is about to belong to someone else," I muttered.

When Sky finds another woman deep throating her husband in his office, she isn't worried about being hurt. She's worried about the lack of being hurt. She lived her life the way she wanted up until she met Jack, the man who was supposed to cherish her. What happens when she meets another man, one who's been looking for her for years after seeing her perform. A man who's more dangerous than she ever could have imagined.

A child out of wedlock and worst of all, the child belongs to the ruling king. Sophia is a palace maid and one night, the king got too drunk, and she had been cleaning up for him when he kissed her and they ended up in bed together, the king seemed not to remember what happened between them and so she tried to forget it too but fate choose not to let her forget when she found out she was pregnant. She knew she can't have the baby if they find out whose child it was and she didn't want to abort her child. Will she be able to keep her child's father's identity a secret or will the king remember what happened between them?

The night before our wedding, Edward Fowler's friends gather for a celebration. A full set of sex toys lies in the gift box from his tomboy bestie, Winnie Spencer. I freeze, and Winnie shouts boisterously, "Don't you dare go easy on him, Sarah. That pup might look like someone who's abstaining, but he's actually pretty wild in the sheets. "During the start of the year, he only used three of these, yet he landed me straight in the hospital with injuries that took me half a month to heal!" She then hooks an arm around Edward's neck. "Let me give you a piece of advice as your buddy—you need to learn how to be gentle once you're married. "Sarah looks so delicate, so you'd better not pull the same stunt as last time. I was just recovering, yet you dragged me into it for two whole days. I almost died in bed!" My face darkens. Winnie covers her mouth in exaggerated shock. "It's just us buddies messing around. You're not mad, are you, Sarah?" Everyone is anticipating for me to snap. But instead, I let out a soft chuckle before replying, "Why would I be? I should be thanking you for being a free tutor instead. After all, someone who's in your line of work would charge at least three hundred dollars per night just for the same lesson."