Wedgie Story Novels & Stories

Wade was at home, working out when he casually checked the cameras at the club during his workout break. Ever since that day at Roger’s birthday party with all the embarrassment he faced, he began taking martial arts seriously, practicing at odd times. Nothing interesting ever caught his attention, except footage at the club’s car park. Two familiar women stepped out of a Bentley Continental Damson. “It can’t be,” he murmured. His best friend, Chad, who had come to visit, asked seriously, “What can’t be?”

Kayzer mentioned my whole name. "How did you know my whole name?" "Of course, It is important for me to know my soon-to-be wife." I know our wedding is just a bet but he put effort on it. We only have one day to prepare for our wedding. His secretary helped us to organize everything and called a media for tomorrow. My adoptive parents doesn't know about this yet so I need to go home. "You want me to go with you?" he asked. "As if our wedding has true feelings, babe. I can handle my parents very well so just take a rest for our wedding." I smirked and leave a marked on his neck.

Any similarities of a real person, living or dead are purely coincidental. We all want a magical, ecstatic and exquisite church wedding. You're just thirteen yet you're already dreaming and planning your wedding day with the man of your life. Wearing the most elegant white bridal gown with a medium slit at the back, starting from the shoulder to an inch higher from your waist. The gown must fit your body to flaunt those curves. Hiring the best make-up artist in town to do the miracle. You are the queen. You are the star. Your parents will walk with you on the aisle as your groom waits for you at the altar. Family members and friends are invited to witness your magical day. As the priest dec

After leaving the hotel, I went to Southbank House, the place Adrian had prepared for us after the wedding. It was the Moretti family’s riverside safe house. There was an armory belowground, an escape route through the garage, and a top-floor bedroom overlooking the river. Adrian had once said it would be our home after the ceremony. I pressed my thumb to the lock. 【Access denied.】 I tried again. Still denied. The door opened from inside. Nico, Adrian’s underboss, stood behind it.

I was sound asleep the night before the wedding when a video call from my best friend, Eve, came in. “Aisling, my wedding’s starting in half an hour. Where is my maid of honor?” I pulled back the curtains and stared in resignation at the still night at one in the morning. “Eve, what are you talking about? It’s not even dawn. Who gets married in the wee hours? You’re working overtime as my alarm clock.” It was a pause on the line until Eve’s camera shifted to the blue skies behind the groom. “Are you still asleep, Aisling? It’s morning. “Our families have arrived. Everyone’s waiting on you. Get here quickly.” The call ended, and I snapped awake. Judging by the family members caught in

Both thighs were strapped to the side of her Sybian swing saddle very quickly. It was as if everyone wanted to see Queenie come apart. As the chat worked together to get more correct answers, London wished for mercy and a breather. Nothing she said moved them. Instead, her reactions only proved the effectiveness of Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation’s products and enticed more curious first-timers to purchase something that they could use at home while watching London’s next stream.

Her forefinger felt stiff and wouldn’t pull the trigger no matter how much she willed it to. Edward simply smiled, but tears trickled down from the corners of his eyes with that smile. “Vee, it’s our wedding day,” he said as he reached out and gently stroked her cheeks, “But there’s no wedding now. Everything’s gone. Specky is dead and Wade’s been arrested. My band of brothers…Those who are dead are dead. Those who’ve survived have been apprehended. All of Levin Enterprise has collapsed, thanks to you and Jake.”

*Maggie* It’s crazy to think that only three weeks ago we fought the largest fight in our entire lives. Axel had never gone up against such foes, nor had any of us. Alpha Wade had even made mention that this was easily the craziest scenario he had ever come across, and the man was plotted against and almost killed in his own home by a committee member. So we don’t take his words on the matter lightly.

Finally, his late father’s revenge plan would commence. The wedding ceremony was going to take place in Central Park. It was a venue recently acquired by a joint venture of both families. Both families had sent their best guards to make sure anything the other side tried pulling wouldn’t end well for them. At the wedding event In a corner of a room, a group of government agents huddled together in discreet conversation, all dressed in their finest formal wear. "I would hardly call this a wedding, it's more like a ticking time bomb. Pretty much everyone with a recognized status in New York. It's a business alliance, nothing more." One gentleman whispered to his companion.

just a little bit. "Well, well, if it isn't our little pretender returning," I look at the door and see Adam leaning against the frame. "Not now, Adam," I say impatiently. "What did the boss do this time?" he asks, smiling. "Or rather, what did you do this time?" I groan in disgust. Do I have such a bad reputation? "Operation Monroe," I say quietly. Adam's eyes widen in shock, then he bursts into loud laughter. "Are you kidding me?" he asks, breathless. "You're the girl who screwed up the whole mission?" he asks while trying to catch his breath.