What Happens When You Object At A Wedding Novels & Stories

Once it became clear the wedding had been canceled, several guests began muttering complaints. "I've lived a long time, and I've never seen seven wedding send-offs fail. The ancestors themselves must disapprove of her." "Let's stay away from Audrey. She's bad luck." Before I could respond, Cole frowned. "Audrey, this wedding is between the two of us. Don't take your resentment out on everyone else." He instinctively stepped in front of Piper, watching me warily.

“Ok, I will take my chances.” *Back to present* Asher makes his way down to the altar to wait for his bride. He turns when he hears the music and see her coming down the aisle with her father escorting her. “Who gives this woman away?” The priest asked him. “Her mother and I do.” He said as he takes his seat next to his wife. “Ok, let’s begin. Is there anyone here that objects to their union? Speak now or should you ever hold your peace.” “I OBJECT!!!” Asher turned and there is Andros standing there with another guy. “NO, I OBJECT!”

The priest raises his hands, “If there is any reason these vows should not proceed, let it be spoken now.” The words reverberates deep inside me, replaying in my head multiple times than necessary. Everyone starts looking back, to the side, to the left, whispering and wondering if anyone would speak up. Such words have never ended well, especially in weddings. Minutes pass by and no one raises an objection. “Very well then,” the priest mutters. “We must proceed…” “WAIT!” A voice shouts from behind. Everyone turns, gasps of awe filling the cathedral while trying to see who the intruder of the ceremony is.

I faced the seated guests and wondered if anyone would… “I object!” Great! When I was searching for an objection at my first wedding, where was it? “I too, object!” Another one sprang up before I could even know who the first one belonged to. Murmurs followed. Not because of the objection…. because of the people who made the objections— Kante and their grandfather, Mr Valante. ~~~ Alessandro For many minutes, my hard gaze alternated between my brother and my grandfather, who gloated in their delight without shame.

She felt grateful seeing that they respected her wish and kept everything simple. Knight brothers smiled and made her stand between them at the table. Papers were placed in front of them. Both of them signed papers and handed the pen to Arabella, she was about to sign the paper when she heard the voice which was haunting her for the whole night. "What happened to the tradition where they ask if anyone has any objection for the marriage.?" Everyone's eyes snapped towards the entrance. "Because I want to object this wedding!" Egon's deep voice created pin drop silence.

He’d made sure everyone knew what would happen if anyone tried to stop the wedding. As the officiant began to speak, Liam looked toward the back of the room, hoping to see Kayla one last time. But the doors were closed, and she was nowhere to be found. The ceremony was short and cold – words spoken without feeling, promises made without meaning. When the officiant asked if anyone objected, the room was silent. But just as he was about to pronounce them husband and wife, the doors burst open. Kayla stood there, her face pale but determined. “I object.”

Heavenly lights… The song continues as we proceeded with the alter; the closer we got, the more I forgot the words I had formed in my mind, and just as I stood before him, I could already hear him whimper; his legs skipped back and forth and his hands knotted against each other. It was finally time. “Before we start the usual marital ritual between both couples, I would like to know if anyone amongst you, present among us, has any objections to their union,” he said. Cliche, sometimes I wonder why one would object to a marriage; there isn’t any record in the past decade of a single objection, yet they kept on asking. “I object!” A voice in the crowd gyrated through the silence, followed by a

As soon as I felt the release, I staggered my way up the aisle, ignoring how dizzy and blurry my vision was. “If there is anyone who has any objection as to why this wedding shouldn’t continue, that person should speak now, or forever hold their peace.” The words rumbled in my chest and before I could think of the repercussions, they burst out of my throat. “I object!”

I smile back at him and as if yanked back to reality all the noise comes rushing back to me all at once. “If anybody here has an objection to this wedding, please speak now or forever hold your peace” Of course, it is only a formality and nobody expects anyone to really raise any objection but to my utter dismay, I hear an objection raised. “I OBJECT” I look around shocked. Surely someone is playing a prank. I wait for people to laugh about it and continue but Maxwell’s face is knotted. I turn to look at the voice, a woman’s voice who had objected. Who was she? And why was she objecting to the wedding? Was she Maxwell’s ex-girlfriend?

And the peak of her fear dawned on her when the priest said, "Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace." She and Gavin looked over the audience while the others also looked around, wondering if anyone would be standing and claim their objection to the wedding. The silence was deafening for Shantala, most especially when her gaze settled on Hyperion who was staring back at her. She was about to look away, but then, everyone's gaze focused on him when he stood from his seat. "Please, no, no. Let me be happy for once, Hyperion," she silently begged, her hands going cold, terrified that Hyperion would o