Wedding Shenanigans Novels & Stories

"And do not worry, giving Trevor a younger sibling would be enough compensation for all the money that will be used for our wedding." If only Miss Sheen was not there, Shantala could have rushed in his direction and given him a whack on the head just in case the shock would fix the loose screw in his mind. But since she could not do such, she simply shook her head and chose not to speak anymore. After getting their measurements, they were to go their separate ways since they both agreed that that afternoon until late at night, they would be both having their stag party and bridal shower. "So... see you tomorrow," she said before she was about to get out of the car. But then, Gavin grabbed he

##Chapter 1 *Michelle's POV* Bridal Shower Night 1 “What the hell is going on here!” My voice trembled with disbelief and fury as I stumbled into the room. The sight before me felt surreal—Dell, the man I was set to marry tomorrow, lay naked on the bed with my step-sister, Sharon. The room seemed to freeze in time as I took in the scene. Dell and Sharon both looked up, their eyes wide with shock, but there was no trace of remorse on their faces. It was as if they had been caught in the middle of an ordinary day, not in the midst of the most intimate betrayal imaginable.

"Genuine leather bags for twenty bucks? Are they for real? Shouldn't we check it out?!" Levian was laughing himself silly as the romantic atmosphere of the wedding was ruined immediately, reduced to the chaotic scene of malls during Black Friday sales. "Hahaha… Amazing! Simply amazing… No tune would suit them more!" Beside him, Melody actually lowered her cup of coffee in surprise, whereas Olivia was left staring as the wedding hall was reduced to chaos. "W-What's going on?! Who did this?!" She glowered—she had planned this wedding ceremony meticulously to stroke her own ego, but it turned out to be a joke!

"Well, I'm scared that since you're getting married today, you'll recall your mother and start overthinking things like you sometimes do." "You got that." Izabella inhaled profoundly and smiled before nodding; she couldn't understand why she felt anxious at that very time. Shanda said, "Let's check your wedding dress correctly." Izabella yelled, "Wow!" as she struggled to stand up but fell in her stiletto heels and collided with Shanda, knocking them both to the ground. "Goodness, gracious!" Mrs. Jansen shouted. "I should have knocked first instead of just walking in. The stupid door sticks, and I'm used to shoving hard to get it to open. Someone ought to lathe it."

The man thought about Ridwan's words which always disturbed his mind. "I'll be home first, honey." Dion kissed Julia's forehead and then walked away. "Dion!" screamed Julia but was ignored by her boyfriend. All the way home his mind was always on the wedding that would soon be officiated. Anger and hate melted into one. But the man could only accept. All for the sake of inheritance. A car released in 2020 has been parked neatly in the courtyard of the luxury house. Dion pulled over his four-wheeled vehicle right beside Hendra's car. The man immediately entered without saying hello first. Regina's habit was ingrained in him.

Easton's bloodshot eyes held contempt as he spat, "Wife? Buddy, you're just a prop! She's using you to get to me! Wake up, man. You've been played!" Then, he turned to me, his voice suddenly softening. "Alright, Wanda, that's enough. Come with me now, and I'll let the whole prank slide." Gavin's expression darkened. "You've said enough. I tolerated you because you're her friend. But if you don't get off this stage right now, I'll call security. This is our wedding, not a prank!" I tugged on Gavin's sleeve gently and said in a quiet voice, "Sorry, Gavin. It's my fault. I should've made things clearer to him earlier."

He must have been mistaken. It wasn't possible. How could this have happened? He suddenly grabbed the collar of the person next to him and asked, "Whose wedding is this?" "It's Anna Lambert and Charles Godwin's..." Before the person could finish, Shawn shoved him aside. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the screen in indignation. "Anna, wait for me… I won't allow you to marry someone else. You're mine," he muttered like a madman. In his panic, Shawn completely forgot about Olivia beside him.

“Oh my god! So the groom cheated before the wedding? And the mistress is the one wearing the dress?” “This isn’t a stand-in bride at all—it’s a homewrecker trying to steal her place, and she blew it.” My father’s face went dark. He slammed his hand on the table and jumped to his feet. “Shame on the Shaw family! Is this the son you raised—treating my daughter like a fool?” Mr. and Mrs. Shaw looked mortified, wishing they could crawl into a hole. Ethan froze, stunned by the sudden turn of events.

But my superiors at work had warned me repeatedly to control my temper—to show restraint and avoid physical confrontation whenever possible. I forced a deep breath and spoke coolly. "Whatever your relationship with Yves is, the wedding is mine to plan. Please leave." Nina ignored me and instead barked orders at the crew. "Yes, put the dead rat here. That'll set the mood. The curse will then take effect." The church looked like a scene from a nightmare; my anger flared. Walking away seemed tempting, but if I canceled the wedding outright, I would lose face—and my parents would tear me apart. For their sake, I kept my temper and softened my voice.

... The wedding was set for the 28th of next month. A bit rushed, but not crazy. I hadn't seen Ezio since that video call. Harriet told me he was grinding through work to clear his schedule for the wedding and honeymoon. I wasn't sure if I bought it. I kept hearing about Desmond through friends. He and Megan posted a couple's photo online, then deleted it a week later. A friend vented, "I bet he's trying to get your attention. Guys like that are immature, thinking they can make you jealous with that."