Novel & Cerita Ball On The Family Season 2

he whined following behind her. "No it's perfectly fine now let her be in peace," my mom answers dad. And that's how we ended up reaching at the ball...... arguing he could be a frustrating man sometimes. "Anna!" I heard my name being called by a familiar voice from behind as I and my family entered the ball. "Steff!" I yelled relieved hugging him tightly to me. "Woah if you weren't off limits I'd definitely take you to my bed tonight you look beautiful." he smirked eyeing me up and down.

Celeste bit her lips again, holding her hands together. "You don't have to care for what anyone thinks about. You can be just the way you wish to stay." As he voiced so, she grinned like a fool. "Well, I will be fine with this jacket on." "Miss Banks." Suddenly Bronya threw a ball towards them, pulling their attention towards her. "Since we are all here, why don't we play a game?" "A game?" "Yeah, let's play throwball." Harris suggested. When both Bronya and Harris anticipated their participation, Celeste pulled the corner of her husbands swim shorts. "Rhodes, do we play throwball on the ground or in the pool?"

No, you are not allowed to miss the Ball Nat, it's going to be hosted here with the Alpha and his son in attendance, I promise you will have a good time and get to meet some nice people and make new friends. "Oh no..no..no, I'm enough for her mum, she doesn't need new friends, only a mate is the motive of the Ball" Katie said covering my ears from her mum's words and I chuckle from her cuteness whilst feigning attentiveness like I was seriously considering what her mum said. Katie turns me around to look at her, she's scrounging her face in sadness and her puffy eye's is enough indication to not upset her further before she starts a full blown crying marathon.

Glen was already feeling despair, his thought a mess as he seemed to age decades, while his son 'helped' him back to the main seat of the grand ballroom. Everyone in the ballroom was restless and whispering among themselves because of the soldiers locking down the place. As most of the people present were key members of the Turnbull family, they were all shrewd business folk. In fact, most had already realized the truth—Rob and his men did not leave to investigate the chaos in the other ballroom because they were the instigators in the first place. A gnawing sense of foreboding crept inside them, as things could change dramatically in the family soon.

By the time he got there, the place had descended into chaos. Most of the guests hadn't left yet. Some still lingered in the ballroom, chatting and waiting to watch more drama unfold. The moment Brian stepped back into the ballroom, he was greeted by his furious parents. His mother stormed up to him and slapped him hard across the face. Her voice shook with rage as she screeched, "How did I end up with a son like you, you disgrace? You've dragged our family's name straight through the mud!"

After flying for some time, Fane stopped his flying sword and, turning to those with him, said, “I believe everyone here is willing to follow us to Black Windy Island, but I’m sure everybody has their own agenda. I’d like to ask right now: Seeing as only one of those balls will be there, should the families separate to go on individual searches once we get there? If we meet, do we wrest the ball or should we enter together and nobody takes action by themselves?” “That’s right. Only one of those balls is in that area, so what should we do? If we go separately, the sacrifice will definitely be greater, but if we don’t, everybody will still fight for it when we see it!” A family master from a t

“Yes a ball, my family throws a ball every year, it's hours an excuse to get the family back together, Cousins, aunts, uncles, and heirtheirends are all there, I want you to be my date” “Woah, that is amazing, I have never been to a ball before,” I turned to look at him. “Wait, who has been your date all these years?” He paused. “Do you have to know?” “Yes, tell me,” I pressed. “Don't tell me you go to balls on your own” “Melisa tags along” he blurted. I was jealous, maybe also angry. “Really?” “I said tag along. I didn't say I asked her,” he defended.

Atwood came. “Are you losing your mind?” She spoke to Lane; her voice as loud as thunder. By that point, the guards started to escort the guests so that they won’t see this family argument; they made sure all of them entered the ballroom. “What are you talking about, mother? The invitation says it’s fine if I bring my partner, why did you mad then?” Lane calmly replied; her eyes spoke she was never afraid of anything including her family because what mattered is herself, a little chuckle also escaped her lips; she mocked her mother while spoke.

“Of course not. You’ve always had a loving family. “We literally just met each other’s parents last month to talk about our engagement, remember? “I still have the photos from that day saved on my phone.” He opened his photo album. Sure enough, there was a group photo of our two families together. Everyone was there. I just sat there staring at my phone, flipping it over and over. I tried to smile, but I probably looked like I was grimacing. My family members were real. Why did they vanish after entering the washroom? “Maybe they just stepped out for something. “Look, their house slippers are still by the door. They must’ve gone out.”

"Worst-case scenario, you find your mate and finally stop threatening violence recreationally." I stare at him. "I will shove you out of this moving car." He grins immediately. "You'd miss me." "Not even slightly." From the front seat, Mom sighs. "Can we please behave like a respectable Beta family tonight?" Mike mutters under his breath, "That's a no." Dad clears his throat. In our family, that's basically a warning shot. Tara is glowing beside me like she personally invented mating balls. "I love these things," she whispers dramatically. "The tension. The eye contact. The drama."