Wedding Shenanigans Novels & Stories

He swore he heard her breath hitched at the slightest contact. Shawn glanced over and spotted her friends watching them with deep interest. Yet, they ignored them again when their partner began to step on the dance floor. "Well, how about we get ourselves wasted and try the Vegas wedding, I can buy you a ring later. If this is what you call fun, then let's go... Let's get m-married?" Shawn brought his lips close to her ear again so she could hear him. He wondered if this could bring her to his bed. Why not? After all, it was just a silly marriage and they would be able to divorce tomorrow after the honeymoon, right?

Chapter 1 Hijacked Wedding Early in the morning, the hotel I had booked called to say the venue would be delayed by a couple of hours. Who would announce such a major delay for a wedding at the last minute? Moreover, how could a wedding time be changed just like that? Even the calmest person would be infuriated, so I began yelling at the phone. The response on the other end was indifferent. "Miss Shaw has already agreed. If you have any problems, discuss it with your wife."

Ben’s military comrades teased the duo without filter with Tyrell leading the ruckus. Ken bought Shelley as his plus one and were seated with the rest of Ben’s friends, Jonesy, Henderson, Theo, Bradley, Shayon, Tarz, Jayden and Kayden. Ken and Shayon kept the ruckus lively; Theo was the silent partner as always. He twirled the drink his hand with his mind and eyes occasional wandering over to Cyril. Everything went beautifully, the cake cutting, the dance…. till Ben decided that the wedding was taking too long and everyone at the wedding was an eyesore and kidnapped his wife away without anyone noticing.

“No promises. I might need a little chaos to balance out the day.” Kathryn shook her head, smiling despite herself. “God, your wedding is going to be such a circus.” “I know,” I sighed dramatically. “Between the triplets probably throwing flower petals in the wrong direction, Micah’s entire extended family showing up like we’re hosting the royal gala, and my dress probably getting juice spilled on it before I even make it to the aisle… It’s going to be a beautiful disaster.” She looked at me fondly, her smile softening. “But it’s yours.”

The wedding was 30 hours away. The owner of the pizzeria where it was to be held, Bob Walden, had long since helped me decorate the place the way I wanted it. When I called him, he cheerily asked whether I wanted to get more flowers to spruce the place further. I smiled bitterly. "I'm canceling the wedding, Mr. Walden." He sounded relieved. "That's great! You've finally seen sense. No proper man would make his wife settle for a wedding in a pizzeria in this day and age—he's just making a fool out of you!

Elena let out a sharp scream and dove under the blanket before bursting into tears. Everyone around us froze, stunned by what I had just done. "Are you out of your mind, Jasmine?" Miles snapped out of his shock and snatched the cameraman's camera with a hardened expression. "We're in public, and someone's filming here. How could you lift a young woman's skirt? You're unbelievable!" I shook the wedding shoe in my hand. "She tied the shoe to her waist and asked you guys to grab it. Wasn't she asking for someone to reach under? You couldn't do it, so I helped you. What's wrong with that?"

"Per favore, Lorenzo, let's just go back. All the guests are waiting. Don't let them make fun of us." Lorenzo glared at Elena and hissed, "Make fun of us? I'll kill anyone who dares laugh at me. This wedding is over." Elena's eyes widened in horror as she yelled, "Over? What about me? You promised you'd help me! If my parents don't witness the ceremony, they won't believe it. They'll send me away to the Corsica family to settle their debts. Those people will torture me!"

When I collapsed with a fever from overwork, he told me to drink more warm water and immediately turned to rush Tania to a private hospital for a tiny scrape. This was my wedding. I had handled everything I was supposed to, but because of Tania’s constant presence, all credit suddenly went to her. Even Shane’s relatives saw me as useless, dismissing me as the bride who lifted not a finger. The dress and his suit were both untouched in the guest room closet. He hadn’t spared them a glance, but now he demanded I apologize to Tania. Disappointment carved itself deeper into me. My face darkened. Shane sneered. "So you won’t apologize? Fine. Then the wedding’s off. When you apologize to Tania, th

“Dylan, are you okay? What the heck are you talking about? Of course, my sister can't go to your wedding. She’s getting married today too.” Dylan felt like he had been struck by lightning. He froze, completely stunned, and his mind went blank. His hand trembled as he gripped the phone, hardly believing what he had just heard. “M-Married?” he forced the word out. “To who?!” His voice rose uncontrollably. “Haven’t you seen the financial magazine or headlines lately? She’s marrying the heir of the Muller family—Jasper Muller.”

Everyone looked at him. “He always smiles,” Dami said. “Let him. The smile doesn’t work on the EFCC.” I looked up at the plan on the cork board. Seating. Timing. Exits. Every person in their place. The best event I’d ever planned, and I was also going to ruin it. “And the wedding?” Bisi asked quietly. “If it does go ahead. If something goes wrong.” “Condition two,” I said. “It’ll be beautiful right up until it doesn’t happen. That was the deal.”