Novel & Cerita Wedding Ron And Hermione Kiss

The room pulsed with anticipation, as the crowd's fervent cheers and applause urged the couple to seal their union with a romantic kiss. Despite his reservations, Alpha Kael knew he had to appease the crowd, even if it meant causing discomfort to those closest to him. As the Alpha for the people, he felt obligated to give them the spectacle they desired. With a hint of reluctance, he leaned in and shared a passionate French kiss with his Luna, Aurora. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, mesmerized by the display of affection. However, not everyone was pleased. Valtira's eyes blazed with fury, and she was on the verge of standing up in protest when Annie discreetly grasped her arm, hold

Kat snickers, making a few guests gag with laughter. “I now announce you as husband and wife,” Jeremy declares. “You may now kiss-” Ryder doesn’t wait and swiftly leans in to kiss his wife. Scarlett blushes as she kisses him back while everyone around them cheer joyfully. Miranda, who is seated in the front with Ronan, is sobbing. Amelia and Kat hug each other while Troy is also seen smiling at the beautiful couple. “Mrs. Rochester, you’d better fulfill your promise of spanking me!” Ryder teases her.

The groom's expression, however, was anything but pleased. Lorenzo became even more infuriated when he found out the church he had booked was hosting a wedding. His baskets of roses had been pushed into a corner to make room for lilies. "What's going on?" he snapped, grabbing one of the church staff, his face dark. "I paid for exclusive use of this place for the entire day!" Just then, the wedding ceremony ended. The church doors swung open, and cheers spilled out. The groom looked familiar. He was the Don of the Argento family from Southern Darvent, Dominic. The possessive way he gazed at his bride left no doubt about his feelings.

“I am, Roz.” And just like that, his lips drowned into her and they kissed. Soft at first, but it eventually becomes deeper and more passionate. They were still kissing when Romaine and Dorrien rushed on top of the stairs. No words came out from their mouths as Romaine witnessed her stepdaughter and adoptive son kissing on the upstairs wall—both drenched in blood, tears, and sweat.

“I, Maxwell Rohan, take you, Reyona Beatrice Dexter, as my lawfully wedded wife today in the presence of God and man, with the promise to cherish our vow until I breathe my last.” “I, Reyona Beatrice Dexter, take you, Maxwell Rohan, as my lawfully wedded husband today in the presence of God and man, with the promise to cherish our vow until the day I die.” As her sister and her husband completed the vows they had worked on themselves and slid the rings on each other's fingers, Toria tried hard to keep her tears at bay as the minister said, “You may kiss the bride.” As catcalls went up among the guests because of the lingering kiss that the couple gave themselves, Toria gave up on her makeup

His palm spread against my lower back, holding me steady, holding me close, and his mouth moved against mine like he had all the time in the world and no fear of anyone’s opinion. The crowd reacted instantly, soft gasps, sharp murmurs, a few snorts of laughter that didn’t last long. I heard someone whisper something like, “He’s claiming her in daylight,” and another voice answer, “He’s mad.” Ronan didn’t flinch. He kissed me until my knees went weak and my fingers curled into his shirt without permission. When he finally pulled back, his forehead brushed mine for half a breath. “You’re shaking,” he murmured, his thumb stroking my waist like he could soothe my nerves out of my skin.

Kade’s voice came from the other side of the door. Ronan let out a sigh. “I’m sorry, but we will have to put this moment on hold.” His voice was soft. He gave me one more kiss before making his way to his feet. “Just give me a second.” He yelled out for Kade to hear as he put on his shirt. Ronan made his way back to me and cupped my face before pulling me into a passionate kiss. “I promise you, this, is not over.” As he released me, I could feel my cheeks turn bright red. ***

Or that mischievous look in her deep brown eyes that promises both love and pleasure - tonight and beyond. That's right. It's your wedding day, you fucking idiot. And we're just getting started. I'm not going to let anything spoil my wedding dinner with Lou - or our wedding night. "Why don't you go put Ramona in her high chair?" Lou says, gesturing toward the table. "We haven't had a proper married kiss yet." I'm only too happy to oblige. Ramona is much more subdued now, and I carefully place her into her highchair. The moment I've buckled her in, Lou is tugging me around toward her.

she asked, her voice quiet but clear. Ronan simply took her hand and squeezed it firmly. “I do,” he replied. A relieved, radiant smile broke across Seraph’s face. “I do,” she mirrored, squeezing his hand in return. "For as much as Ronan and Seraphine have consented together in holy wedlock, and have witnessed the same before this company, having exchanged solemn vows and given and received rings, I now pronounce you husband and wife." “You may now kiss the bride!”

With a warm smile, the officiant declared, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." As those words echoed in the air, the crowd erupted into a symphony of claps and cheers, celebrating the joyous occasion. Ryder drew me closer, his hand tenderly cupping the nape of my neck, while the other arm wrapped around my slender waist. The first kiss as husband and wife was both gentle and passionate, an affectionate expression of our love for each other. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us, united in this beautiful moment. I entangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, and our tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss that seemed to last an eternit