A Winter's Ball Lyrics の小説・ストーリー

I curled into a ball from the pain, gasping even as I shook. "It's so boring, Grandma. I want to build a snowman," Mia said, speaking as though she didn't see Grandma beating me. Her eyes shifted, and she then pointed at me. "Let Big Sis be the snowman!" She scooped up a ball of snow and smeared it across my face, then called sweetly toward my parents. "Mom, Dad, come play too!" My parents walked over, ignoring me on the ground where I was dying, and gently helped Mia put on her gloves. "Be careful. Don't catch a cold."

The interior of the gala venue was stunning—towering crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the ballroom, where slow music and soft laughter mingled; impeccably dressed servers roamed the floor with silver trays of champagne. An older-looking man in a tuxedo sauntered over to meet us on the way. “Ah, you made it, Mr. Winter,” the man greeted, shaking Jude’s hand. “I was invited, so I had to answer the call,” Jude joked, returning the man's smile. The man’s eyes then drifted to me, widening slightly. “And who is this beautiful lady?” Jude smiled, his arm wrapping securely around my waist as he pulled me flush against his side. “Ah, let me introduce you. This is the love of my life,

"Are you going to the Winter Ball?" Her head tilted, as bewildered at my insistence in making conversation as myself. "What?" "The Winter Ball? I mean, I know it still several weeks to go, but I've been taking care of the decorations and I know most of the cheerleaders had been asked to already. I was just wondering, but you don't have to answer. I think it would be beautiful, you know? I hope it snows. A white Winter Ball." I smiled at the thought. "Now that'd be a good way to remember our last winter here."

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

"I know it's only been a few days, but I must tell you how I feel about you. Winter, you are the most beautiful, caring person I have ever met. I wake up in the mornings and go to sleep at night thinking about you. You didn't know it at the time, but when we first met, my heart was already yours. I have fallen in love with you, Winter. I understand if you do not feel the same-" Winter interrupted me by grabbing my facing and crashing her lips on mine. "I feel the same, Blake. I don't know what it is, but when I'm with you, I feel this pull and my world feels complete." Her confession made my heart explode with happiness. I gave her a passionate kiss and the crowd erupted into a cheer. I had

He can be a bit of a kid sometimes. Once everyone has joined us and has a drink, father gently taps his glass with his own wedding band to get the attention of the room. "Thank you everyone, my luna and I would like to thank you for joining us and helping us celebrate this joyful Union," gesturing to us with his glass. "So raise a glass to Elias and Chilli, the future of this pack!" The crowd around us raises their glasses as 'cheers' choruses through the room. I squeeze Chilli's hand still in mine and we smile at eachother, then I gently pull her closer to give her beautiful lips a kiss, making the crowd awe at us. Father chuckles, " couldn't be happier or prouder. The pack is in safe hands

I've lost everyone because I pushed them away. The tears are flowing as the words wash over me, but it's a good cry. It's a healing cry, that acts as a balm for the soul. My hips are swaying to the music and despite the emotion choking me, I'm quietly singing along. “Please come home for Christmas... Please come home for Christmas... If not for Christmas, by New Year's night...”

Once it came to me I stood and smirked as I got a rather awful, yet great idea "Hi, my name is Blair Collins, I love to skateboard and eat pussy." The entire room roared with laughter and Ms. Winter's face fell to an unreadable expression. "Hall, now." She stated with such venom that I genuinely was scared for a moment I quietly made my way to the hall with her and smirked once she shut the door behind us "I said it as a joke but if you insist I'm sure we can find a closet or something."

"Don't cry, Winter. Let's just eat." ---

"Give me one more chance, even if it's just to stay by your side and make it right," Neal said bitterly. His plea was cut short by a cold gun barrel. Kirk stepped out of the shadows, aiming at Neal's forehead. "This isn't the Winters Mansion," Kirk warned. "You don't get to make a scene here. One more step, and the bullet won't care who you are." Neal froze, the light in his eyes fading. Liam grabbed his arm. "Let's go."