Wedding Plan The Series Novels & Stories

“Thank you so much.” “You are welcome.” She nods her head, “They shifted their wedding, did you hear?” I nod my head. “Tomorrow, their wedding is tomorrow.” Diva and Preston think they can escape from pain by pushing their wedding forward, that’s not how life works at all. “Then, we are making it happen tomorrow. The plan is exactly the way it will be, with or without Katherine and Kai, understood?” “Yes,” Tomorrow will be a day that everyone will fear, there will be blood, there will be screaming, a wedding day means happiness, but the happiness won’t last for long.

Before she could start yelling, I continued calmly, "Don't worry. The wedding will still happen as planned." It was just that the groom would be someone else.

“The wedding is scheduled for two weeks after our own. I thought it would be good to have both ceremonies close together—make a statement about the strength of our alliances, the power of our kingdom.” “How thoughtful, Your Majesty,” I managed. We finished the meal in relative silence. I forced down food that tasted like ash, smiled and nodded at appropriate moments, and played the role of dutiful fiancée with practiced ease. But inside, I was screaming. ----- The next morning brought a flurry of activity I was completely unprepared for. The wedding planner—a severe woman named Helena with sharp eyes and sharper opinions—descended on my chambers with an entourage of seamstresses, jewelers, a

She noted. Bree's eyes sparkled with excitement. She grabbed a nearby wedding magazine from the coffee table, flipping it open dramatically. "Okay, we have exactly fourteen days to plan the most epic wedding this supernatural world has ever seen!" I laughed, leaning closer to her. "You're more excited about this than I am." "Of course I am!" Bree dramatically swept her arm across the magazine. "Alpha Lucien and Viola? It's like the ultimate power couple wedding. We need to nail every single detail."

"Horatio and the others are worried that someone injected him with drugs…" Wendell turned to look at James in bewilderment. "Chief, the team has already devised a backup plan. Mrs. Hanson said that the Hansons have another celebration coming up, and the team thinks we should swap the events to minimize the damage. "The plan is to call off the wedding and turn the occasion into a birthday banquet for Mrs. Hanson Senior. What do you think?" James placed his hand on Esther's head and gently ruffled her soft hair. With a melancholy look on his face, he said, "She'll come back. We'll wait."

“I want everyone to see what you mean to me. I want to celebrate us. Properly.” Emotion swelled in my chest so suddenly it almost hurt. “You planned all this… for me?” “For you,” he said without hesitation. “For us. I have invited both our families. At least on my mother's side, and some pack members that I trust. We will still have a wedding that we will do for the public to witness. I am the Chairman of the Federation anyway, and that wedding will be televised for everyone in the Federation to see. That's when I will invite my father and everyone on his side. Some important human leaders and figures will be invited as well.”

377 Rosa’s POV The day started with chaos. Not bad chaos—just the kind that came with planning a high-profile wedding between two of the most powerful mafia families. Between the last-minute adjustments to the seating arrangements, double-checking security details, and making sure no one who wasn’t supposed to be there could sneak in, I barely had a moment to breathe. “Why did I think planning a wedding would be fun?” I muttered, rubbing my temples as I glanced over the finalized guest list.

"Mamma knew a long time ago that Ryder wasn't the one for you. A man who truly wants to marry you doesn't make you wait seven years without a ring. It's not too late to walk away. Everything for the wedding is already in place." "It's in three days. Take your time packing. No need to rush." So, in everyone else's eyes, it had always been crystal clear. And for seven years, I had believed his empty promises, letting him string me along. "Mamma, you choose. I don't have a preference. Just keep the ceremony simple." I heard footsteps behind me. Ryder had appeared at some point, and at the word "wedding," his voice turned sharp. "A wedding? What wedding?"

“When you were sick. He stayed with me. He didn’t leave.” My chest tightens. Ignore it. “That doesn’t change anything.” She tilts her head. “Maybe it should.” I shake mine harder than necessary. “It’s temporary. I just need to make this uncomfortable enough that he decides it isn’t worth the trouble.” She stares at me like I just proposed arson. “You’re going to sabotage your own wedding.” “I prefer the term strategic withdrawal.” “This is so dumb.” “You love me.” She groans, but she does. “So,” she says slowly, rubbing her temples. “WWhat’s the plan? Public embarrassment? Weaponized incompetence? Mild psychological warfare? Also, timeline. When are you two getting wed?”

Martin didn’t waste a single time. He informed Jacob about their plan to get married in Fiji so Jacob can send the wedding dress and rings. He also informed Ken and asked him to come, to walk his daughter down the aisle later. Martin asked Emori to prepare a small wedding in the new resort. It was Stephanie who wanted a small and simple wedding. Martin asked her if she wanted a big wedding party later in SF and she declined it. She wants a private moment. After all, it is her one and only wedding, she wants to make it memorable.