What The Bride Said Novels & Stories

Zac's eyes flicked around before hypocritically advising, "Lana, Cruz must be joking! He still cares about you. Otherwise, why would he prepare such a grand wedding? Look, he can't just bring any woman to upset you on such a joyous occasion! Lana, quickly explain to Cruz that everything you posted on social media was just to provoke him and for show! Don't let this make you late!" Lana instantly believed Zac, and her arrogant expression returned. She gazed triumphantly at me, acting like she had everything in the bag. "Cruz, you think you can provoke me by bringing any woman here? Not a chance! If you don't agree to my terms, I won't marry you today!"

Tapping the venue photos with my finger, I smoothly steered the conversation back on track. "Ms. Greenfield, why did you choose this place? As far as I know, this church isn't very popular in the wedding industry." Seeing that I wasn't pressing the issue, she visibly relaxed. A hint of pride crept into her voice. "My boyfriend chose it. He said he spent years looking for the perfect place to get married. He's always dreamed of holding his wedding there, with the woman he loves." She looked up at me, the smug satisfaction in her eyes impossible to miss.

" The bride and groom were happy, relaxed, grateful, looking forward to the future, brighter, filled with love, laughter, and pups." " Your Mom, heart pulsating with love, even gave a speech. In her words, she couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with him. She said she looked forward to growing grey hairs with him." He reflected, and my heart constricted when I pictured that moment, a beautiful bride, deeply in love, with dreams that stretched high above the horrizons, holding a mic, speaking of the future, only to have her heart broken in ways fate wouldn't have approved, even, a year later.

I looked over at him. "Are you serious?" I asked, trying to keep my voice down, “You're going to come over and start with me and then walk away, saying that you can't. That is so rude." He chuckled once more. "I was just kidding," he started, "I think meeting up sounds like a good plan." I stared at him, realizing he had only said that to get a rise out of me. I shook my head. "Can I have all of my single ladies to the dance floor please?" the bride spoke through the microphone. She stood in the center of everything. I watched all the females rush to the floor. Damon gave me a little push.

I asked the bride. She smiled, "You are not from here?" She asked me. I shook my head. "It meant," She looked at her husband, her eyes twinkling in the light of fireworks, "My life." The husband smiled and placed a kiss on her cheeks. "What do you guys say?" The groom asked us, "Honey?" Bash placed his hand on my back and looked at me. "I would rather say honey bee." He looked back to them, "It bites, and it stings. Isn't it, Honey?" He said to me

Right before I opened my mouth and let them have it. "You sorry ass piece of monkey shit! Is this what I am in for? Is this what I have to look forward to for the rest of my life?" I shouted, catching them both completely off guard. "Let me let you in on a little secret, Buster… I don't want to marry you either!" I jumped up and screamed in his face.

I licked it more. “Damn it, Janiyah…shit!” He stood up and kissed me, he was getting wild so I returned all his kisses. I was surprised when he picked me up as a bride. "Where will we go? We haven't finished showering yet," I said as we exited the bathroom. "I can't take it anymore, I want you to ride on me."

"Though you can never be a perfect bride, you still look presentable to him." A bride? Him? I was caught off guard by her words and was about to interrogate her when we were interrupted by the ding sound of the doorbell. I rolled my eyes in disgust as she clasped her hands together with a smile plastered to her hard chiseled face. "They are here. Don't fuck this up, else —" she lifted a finger to her throat and imitated a slaughter with her hands, threatening to kill me if this whole arrangement ends in a bad way.

she whispered. Richard folded his hands behind his back. "The guests don't know the bride personally. Most of them are business associates. The ceremony hasn't started, and the press hasn't seen her yet." He turned to Adrian. "The merger survives." Eva stared at him in disbelief. "You can't replace a bride like she's a missing decoration." "No," Richard replied calmly. "But we can replace a woman who has already chosen to leave." "I said no." Richard raised an eyebrow. "I wasn't asking you."

"And I'm missing a bride." "..."