Ballbusting Story Novels & Stories

They were constantly treating me like an outsider, keeping things from me and not letting me know the details. First of all was the picture with a woman and girl in the picture. They wouldn't tell me who she was saying it wasn't their story to tell. Next was the issue off the ball. They wouldn't disclose the full details of the ball apart from the fact that it was meant to break me, making me dread the idea of attending the ball and now even with the truth out, they were still lying to my face. They were denying the fact that the Prince had a compelling power and trying to make me believe everything that happened was not real.

"So you are the mysterious ballerina of the city. Ms. Kimberly, am I right?" "I am" I answered hesitantly as I was taken aback by his suspicious tone. "A simple ballerina moved here and she lived in a simple apartment, but her school was surprisingly luxurious and she paid her workers well. She later moves in with a man who owns billions then suddenly he's involved in an accident." He narrowed his eyes at me. "That's a pretty interesting story, isn't it?"

"It's about having the courage to burn your old life to the ground so a new one can rise from the ashes." The launch was a massive success. The press was ecstatic. Orders poured in. I had finally found myself again. After the show, I was heading out. Lorenzo was waiting by the door. When he saw me, a flicker of hope lit up his dead eyes. "Bella." His voice was a broken thing. He stumbled toward me. "Please. Just let me explain." I didn't slow down. I didn't even look at him. "Bella, I was wrong! I know I was wrong!" he trailed after me. "I swear, nothing ever happened with Juliana."

Melanie spent three whole days cursing Conrad and Kelly for flaunting their relationship. This time, there wasn't even a whisper of gossip in thee circle. Everyone was certain that the engagement between the Harmons and the Reeses was about to be called off. They were just waiting for the spectacle. My engagement was indeed broken off, but they would never see me become the laughingstock. Apparently, that day, things were bustling at Reese Enterprise's headquarters. Conrad barged into the meeting room with his little secretary and a bunch of reporters.

I wanted a nice, scattered break. My stick hit the cue ball and rather than sending it crashing into the other balls, it went straight through the ball. I blinked and picked up my stick with the cue ball impaled on it like a martini olive. All of the wolves in the room started laughing uproariously. I don't know if it was my perplexed expression, the ball impaled on my cue stick, or a combination of the two, but they were all laughing so hard that every wolf in the house came to see what was so funny.

Odette took the purple ball and looked at it closely. “Be careful, Sister. Now, it’s easier to break,” Anwen said. Odette remembered the first time she saw the purple ball. When the Green Castle knights chased after them, Anwen threw the ball at the soldiers. The ball broke and emitted green gas. Not long after that, the knights fell off their horses. “You haven’t tested the ball before, right?” Odette asked her. Anwen shook her head. “No, I haven’t.”

I couldn't understand how she managed to resent me for so long for something so minor, but by the way she now looked at me, her hatred was still fresh in her mind. Mr Hanafin eventually blew the whistle, starting the game for everyone. Most of our team stayed back when people ran for the balls, myself included. But I'd excused it as a tactic to get all of the balls once they were thrown our way.

i tell him. “Partially.” “ at least you admit it.” “At least you’re honest about being bad.” “I never said I was bad.” “ you didnt have to.” another round of laughter from the audience scrolls across the screen.,We make a bet next.whoever drops the ball first has to buy dinner., shockingly i win. By accident. The ball slips from his hands when he tries to spin it dramatically. I gasp. “Oh my god.” Aiden clutches his chest like hes been fatally wounded.“Betrayal.”

Valerie stepped back in fear as she saw the look on her face. Anima threw one of her metal balls in the air, jumped off the ground, and slammed her right foot into the ball. The ball was sent flying at a high speed toward Valerie, spinning around rapidly. As the ball approached her, Angela launched out of nowhere and slammed her right fist into a part of the ball where there was no spike, sending the ball in a different direction. As the ball crashed a far distance from them, and Valerie let out a sigh of relief. “I thought that was the end for me,” Valerie said.

The ominous night when my dad kicked me out of his house. Sitting on my bed, I shook my head, trying to solve this mysterious riddle with my sleepy, aching brain. “Ok, last night, I went to the ball. Stella bullied me as usual, and Liana’s brother recognized her as his mate. Then what?” My heart flipped as the rest of the night was a blackout, scaring me out of my wits. The stench of alcohol enveloping my existence made me feel nauseated, I rushed towards the bathroom and puked uncontrollably.