Wedding Dream Novels & Stories

After all, I never wanted this marriage. * "Promise me, you'll be mine" "I'll be yours" "You'll wait for me" "I'll wait for you. I promise" I jump off the bed, wheezing and shivering. With my eyes burning, I look around, rubbing my throat full of sweat. I'm in the villa. I was sleeping and— the dream! Why did I have this dream today? Why?

It was a long day at work, a typical Monday; it seemed to drag on as the time passed slowly. Mitchell and I sat down together at lunch and spent the entire hour talking about our wives. Their crazy dreams and alter egos had us both believing that in some way they might actually be intertwined somehow. It had only been three days since we all had dinner at mine and Abby's house, but Veda had already had another dream. Mitchell wanted to confide in someone that wouldn't think that his wife was crazy so that only left me. Who else could he talk to, about her dreams, that wouldn't think that she was crazy? If I thought Veda was crazy, I would have to think the same about my Abby. Especially, sin

After the shower and because of tiredness I easily fell asleep. In between sleepily and awake, I dreamed of a girl walking down the aisle covered with red rose petals with a touch of lavender flowers makes the whole place fragrant and aesthetically beautiful with a lot of werewolves surrounding them with tuxedos and elegant dresses, a loud howl of wolves can be heard when the bride walking slowly in the aisle until she reached the center, when suddenly a lot of intruders wrecked the whole place the visitors became wild werewolves. The bride felt a pang in her chest and an arrow pierced through her chest, her white long dress became maroon. She looked at his groom struggling to come closer an

He looked at her reverently, sometimes making her breathless as if the Greek God had worshiped her. “Yes, it’s true,” Sheila emphasized her words. “Okay, back to your question. What did he say about this?” Sheila pivoted into a serious discussion. “He asked me to be your express EO for your dream wedding. I will help you to realize your dream wedding even though we only have short notice. He is adamant that the wedding could be done immediately. The faster, the better, his words, not mine,” Sheila said while rolling her eyes, remembering Alex’s order. “I don’t even know what my dream wedding is,” Iris replied. She had no idea how she would be married, how her wedding would be. That was beyon

Two weeks in, I figured out how to enter his dreams. One night, James cried himself to sleep again. He dreamed a long, long dream. In it, we actually got married. He was in a tailored suit, and I was in white. We exchanged rings. But when the officiant said, “Wren, do you take James Thorne to be your husband, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer...” I clamped my mouth shut and wouldn’t answer. He grabbed my shoulders. “Wren, answer. Don’t you want to?”

I went up the stairs and memories made me sulk. Mom and mommy just laughed because of our mischief. "This is really my wife, I always want to be pampered. Alright, mom, I'll follow my future husband first," said Joseph as he ran up the stairs. "Honey, I'm here!" Joseph shouted with a smile. The day passed and our wedding was set, it will be held in our church. Joseph and I were already in the church, while I was the only one left and they were waiting. I walked out of the house, the car I was going to use to go to the church was waiting outside.

I whisper, attempting my best to sound calm and collected even though my heart races so fast that it might escape my body. "I was wondering if you want to get married again. I mean, we can do it after the baby is born; I don't mind waiting. If it's you I'm waiting for, I'm more than ready to wait for the rest of my life; I was just wondering if you didn't regret that you didn't get your dream wedding. I know you used to want a massive gothic wedding with huge dresses and all." Nero's words catch me off guard. It's not only the possibility of a real wedding but him voicing my dreams. I've never told anyone about the dream except for... Wait.

In her dream, they had had a huge, magical wedding, and she had loved it so much. Emilia had told Irvin not to feel bad that he couldn't give her a lavish wedding. She had also told him to work hard and build a future for them. Then, one day, when they were wealthy, he could make that dream wedding come true

And at this moment, I know that my dreams have become a reality and that together, we will create a future that surpasses even the wildest of my imaginings. With a soft smile and a flutter of excitement, I take my place beside Michael, ready to embark on this extraordinary adventure called marriage. Our journey begins here, in this enchanting hall, adorned with love and surrounded by the blessings of those who hold us dear. And as the wedding ceremony unfolds, I know that this is just the beginning of a lifetime filled with joy, love, and the unbreakable bond that exists between two souls destined to be together. Finally, my dream will become a reality, to be decorated into the Flower Vase w

“Exactly. Too late for wine. Too early for murder.” “Maya.” “I’m processing.” She returned with two mugs and handed one to Lena. Then she sat opposite her, serious now. “You need to hear me clearly.” Lena wrapped both hands around the mug. “Okay.” “This wedding is no longer just a job.” “I know.”