Wedding Plan The Series Novels & Stories

" He avoided my gaze, a flicker of guilt crossing his face. "Maybe next time. Our people have been clashing with the Babocci family lately. I can't get away right now. Stay as long as you want. If it makes you happy, you can stay there a while longer." How kind of him. I lowered my head to mask the bitter smile. But I already knew the truth. His and Elena's wedding was this Friday. Lorenzo could block me on social media, but how could he possibly hide a wedding that grand? He wanted me away so that I wouldn't act on impulse and ruin the meticulously planned event.

"I'm working on us taking the throne. I promise." "We're running out of time. The wedding is in less than two weeks. Tell me you guys have something good planned," Aurora demanded. "I'm getting worried." "Listen, the original plan was for Rowan to die, me to take his place so we were still holding up our end of the marriage deal, and you and I could go from there to fix this place and take over Reyna. But things are taking more time than I thought. If you have to play the grieving widow for a while before you and I get married, it will be okay." Jonah sounded like he was pacing. "But we have one more plan before the wedding."

I retorted. “Yes, it was part of my plan to track her down. And now that I have her, I'm never letting her go until Eric succumbs to me. He will surely go crazy when he finds out his darling wife is nowhere to be found,” He replied and stood up again as he walked over to the cellar, bringing out a pomegranate martini. “Cheers to a new level,” “Cheers,” I smiled slowly. This wasn't the time for celebration. Aaron had just created chaos. This wasn't part of our plan to kidnap her. Though, I never liked Laura, but we hadn't planned it this way. I knew what fate had at hand against us.

As such, this so-called opportunity had fallen into my lap instead. Emma smiled triumphantly. "The dragon clan's palace is resplendent. You're so lucky, Lilian." That night, Father sent a butler to the elves' temporary residence to discuss the specific details of the marriage. The wedding was scheduled to be held in Sapenthia Chapel in three days. Mother gave Emma a magic accessory box that had been passed down through several generations as a wedding gift. On the day of the wedding, I accompanied my family to the elves' temporary residence—Oak Manor—and met Aleron again.

He drops his jacket on a nearby chair as he turns his back on me, moving toward the armoire. I bite down hard on the inside of my cheek, trying not to flinch. His dismissal shouldn’t even hurt. I lie on the daybed and face the window side. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep. *** The following day is a burst of activities. Since the wedding is taking place in the huge garden of the palace, event planners are scattered everywhere decorating the place. Dante’s mother, Maria and Kayleigh already left for the bridal atelier to cross check the wedding dress one last time. Enzo and Dante and a few other men of the family are overseeing the wedding setup to make sure no rival clan sneaks in or u

After he closed the door, I let out a long sigh of relief, preparing to get some rest. When I woke up, my phone was lit up; it was another text message from my mother. The wedding plans were finally finalized She also sent over a dozen wedding design proposals—each a meticulously planned vision. I scrolled through the designs absently, tapping to enlarge a few. Seating arrangements, security layouts, floral symbolism—everything had already been planned down to the smallest detail. I was so absorbed that I didn’t hear Ted come in until he suddenly snatched the phone from my hand and tossed it onto the bed.

I thought Navia loves June? “Ah, I forgot to introduce myself properly.” The young blonde man broke the awkward silence between the four of us, “As you can see, I’m Van and I’m here to –“ “He’s here for our marriage.” Navia’s words cut off Van’s. I was startled by the sudden revelation that I dropped the fork I was holding. It made a clanging noise that echoed in the room. “M-Marriage?” The word didn’t almost come out of my mouth. My throat went dry.

Chapter: 53 The Wedding Plans Planning starts like a fantasy. Sitting at a little café, Elizabeth and Simeon talk about the wedding, their fingers interlaced. The sky is clear, and the sun has a gentle golden tone. Ideas rush, wild and uninhibited, the ceremony on a cliffside, the flowers bursting in every conceivable color, the attire as simple as it is magnificent. Every aspect of the guest list, who will sit on velvet pillows, is meant to show their affection.

People gave it to her instinctively. “This wedding,” Alexander continued, “is not a private garden party. It is a public event with investors, international press, political guests, and two family corporations attached to its success. I asked for precision. This is not precision.” The wedding planner’s cheeks reddened. “Mr. Vale, with respect, the scope of the event has changed three times in two weeks.” “Then your work should have changed with it.” Celeste finally looked up from her phone. “Alexander.” It was a soft warning.

Dante stumbled backward, his gaze hollow as he stared at the hotel entrance in utter disbelief. The wedding had been canceled. "Ms. Ford canceled the wedding herself," the hotel employee added quietly. Maria's expression turned icy at once. She questioned Dante, "What's going on? Today's the wedding day, but where is she? Didn't you say that everything had already been arranged?" Dante's throat was all clammed up. It took him a while to squeeze out the words, "I don't know…"