Novel & Cerita Another Cinderella Story Masquerade Ball

"It's not about being good or bad. The candied apples here are special." °°° On the third day, another ball was held. However, this time it was held outside, around the palace garden. As an escort was required, Seraphine followed Katherine. This time, it was in a masquerade theme with everyone having the upper part of their face covered by a half-mask. The garden was lavishly and gorgeously decorated. Lights of various colours powered by magic hung around the place, and various sorts of attractive flowers were used in order to raise the aestheticism of this place.

She sighed at how beautiful it was. It's like Cinderella's gown! Why did Venus think that would suit her? The image of the gown still shines even in the picture. How beautiful could it be if she saw it personally? Suddenly she felt an overwhelming excitement. Then she suddenly thought about Clyde. Will the man notice her if she's already wearing the gown? She also saw the masquerade mask beside the gown. The theme of the event tomorrow night is a masquerade ball. The mask will cover half of her face.

She wouldn’t give him words of love. “After the weekend, we are flying to Cristonia, because it’s a formality, but my father has to approve our union. But he will love you.” Nick reassured her. I only wish you did, Ella said silently in her head. Nick grinned. “I have something for you. About the fairytales we talked about earlier. Cinderella in the book lost a shoe at the ball. I don’t have a shoe for you to try on. But what….” Nick pulled something from his pocket. “…what about seeing if these fit?” Nick held up her lace underwear from the night of the ball.

Aria's POV I make my way down the stairs to the ballroom for my Cinderella moment. Uncle Marcello has decided that my eighteenth birthday should be the event of the year. We are having a black-tie Masquerade where the entire Giudici and every Don on the west coast is invited. This is a bitter- sweet moment for me. This event signals a new chapter in my life, but instead of being excited, the loss of my family weighs heavy on my heart. Somehow it feels like after tonight things are never going to be the same again.

Ignoring him, I sipped my drink, hands shaking in the power stand-off between me and my wolf. “Come on,” Seth threw an arm over my shoulder, stirring me out of the balcony, away from the shadows into the light of this stupid masquerade ball. “Let’s go find out who that Cinderella is.” It’s funny how our costumes complement each other. I blew out a breath, going with the flow. My wolf sat on his haunches, delighted at what was happening. I caved into his demand, curious about who this woman was. I could get to know her, have a small chat, and probably a drink or two. What could go wrong?

I wasn’t alone in this fight anymore. “Enough of that depressing talk,” he said, squeezing my hand gently. “We have a ball to attend tonight.” “A ball?” I blinked, completely thrown off guard. A ball? Seriously? He grinned. “A masquerade ball. I got an invitation. And you’re coming with me.” “What? No way!” I protested, shaking my head. “I can’t go to a ball. It’s too risky. Someone might recognize me.” He rolled his eyes. “That’s the point of the masks, no one will see your face talk more of recognizing you. Besides, it’s the perfect opportunity for you to leave the Estate. You’ve been desperate to that.”

She and her husband will be celebrating their 25th anniversary today, and they wanted me to join them for dinner and drinks. I groaned inwardly, feeling like the universe was taunting me with images of happy couples and successful families. Why couldn't I have a love life like theirs? Why couldn't I find someone who truly understood me, someone who would stand by my side through thick and thin? But then, as I looked closer at the invitation, something caught my eye. It wasn't just any ordinary party - it was a masquerade ball. And not just any masquerade ball, but one themed around fairy tales and mythology. Suddenly, I felt a spark of excitement ignite within me. Maybe this was exactly what

The masquerade ball was already in full swing when I arrived. Dominant males and females gathered together in clusters, gossiping and giggling about the ball. Their excitement was through the roof, but mine wasn't. All I wanted was to escape this ill fate that was waiting for me. Adjusting the mask I had switched with my cousin, I smoothed my dress and made my way inside. Everything was different. The mask, the dress and even the rope hanging from my waist. I made sure that there was no way that Kendall or Jace could recognise me.

The evening of the charity gala had finally arrived, and the grand ballroom was bathed in a warm, golden light. Sarah stood in the center of the room, surveying the decorations with a sense of pride. The masquerade ball theme, conceived by Nicholas, was brought to life with intricate masks, lavish candelabras, and a sea of black and gold balloons. The black tie optional dress code, also Nicholas' idea, would ensure a sophisticated and elegant atmosphere, perfect for the high-society guests who would be attending.

Tonight , secrecy would be their only ally. She’d rather be at home in bed with her son but the masquerade ball was the biggest party thrown once a year for the Manhattan elites and she knew her chances of coming across her ex husband were high. Cassian had asked her to come with him and she insisted she wasn’t coming. She hoped he wouldn’t notice her. Cassian scanned the room from a balcony vantage point, noting the dancers, the laughter, the sparkling lights—but his eyes always flicked toward Grant.