Novel & Cerita Better Than The Prom

"I've Found My Promise Mate, Your Luna!" Well, that is not what Ashton thinks. He has never and will never bow in front of any other person aside from his mother. Will Ashton accept his fate as Alpha Theo's Promise Mate or fight against it?🤔🤔 ---***---

"My Prom, scarfing down food with our dates as some Denny's after the dance. Did you ever do that?" I pucker my lips at the reality—the reality that I didn't go to prom. "Actually I...no, I didn't." Sebastian's amusement leaves his face, "Oh. Well what restaurant did you go to after?" "I...I didn't really go to prom," I admit. "Really?" I nod. I can feel him staring at me as I trace patters on the table. Me not attending Prom is something I like to keep buried and forgotten. But the memory of staying home by myself as my classmates had their magical experiences makes it feel as if weights are in my chest.

Ted was stunning, as if he'd stepped from another world. By that afternoon, girls from every grade had crammed against the windows, gawking at him. A few days later, even the prom queen slipped him notes, but he brushed them all off, preferring to doze in the back row as if nothing mattered. He ignored books and lectures alike, and the teachers turned a blind eye. Only during tests would he nudge my back and say, "Hey, let me copy your answers."

The school hadn't wanted to have graduation the day after prom fearing that they wouldn't have the same turnout if they didn't give their students some time to recover from their likely hangovers. When it came time to get ready, Deborah went up stairs much earlier than her son, on the phone talking with Chelsea who would also be going to Prom with her son, Jimmy. Deborah chatted amiably with Chelsea as they both got ready, doing their hair and makeup. They chatted about their proms way back when, and about their sons. Chelsea finally filled in Deborah on the situation between her and her husband. Deborah was a bit taken aback by the arrangement Chelsea and Peter had come to, but was glad tha

He is actually going to be my first and I can't wait. "You look beautiful my lady" Liam flirts in Australian accent thick in his voice. "You don't look bad yourself"I flirt back and he chuckles. Damn his voice is deep. "Shall we?"he asks and I nod taking his hands and we left. . Everyone is enjoying themselves, prom is not that bad so far. Since place is an elite school everyone looks expensive. Girls trying to be on top of the rich chat. But my sister and I are number one,it is simply because of the Jones family.

The words slipped out like a sigh, more truth than joke. Leslie caught it instantly. Her smile faltered into that pitying look I hated. “Kiana… don’t tell me Maddox is still being a pain in the ass?” I didn’t answer immediately,I just settled on my bed and stretched out,staring at the ceiling and letting the silence speak for me. Of course, Leslie being Leslie, she switched gears in an instant. “Anyway! Did you hear? Friday’s the big Princess and Prince of Monticello High Prom night.” Her eyes lit up, and she nudged me with her elbow. “Hope you’re ready.”

I was going to have the best night with my friends. “The fence could have been broken on purpose”. Lacey said. “But it’s prom night”. Alanna huffed. I rolled my eyes before glancing at Lana. She had been quiet since we left the house. She shrugged and went back to texting on her phone. “It’s our last prom and we’re going to have the best time with or without the boys”. I said. “I guess you’re right”. She sighed. “And it’s the full moon tomorrow”. That caught Lana attention.

The Promise- The Toy Craig is huffing as he run as fast as he could. He's late and who knows what would happen if he doesn't enter the gate before seven o'clock. He woke up late and it's all thanks to his horny neighbors. Ah fuck! Not there Craig! Remembering what he heard last night still makes his cheeks burn. If only he's not out of budget hell immediately find a new place to stay but unfortunately, he's broke and asking for money to his father is never an option.

damn finals. "Oh, by the way, Stella, prom is on Friday, right?" I ask, trying to change the subject. She gives me a skeptical look. "Crap, I was hoping you forgot about that," she confesses. "What? No way, you made me go out and get a tux. We're going to prom and we're going to have a great time." We grab our keys and head out the door. I walk Stella to her car and give her a goodbye kiss before she drives off to get ready for school. I really enjoyed having her in my bed last night. Once Stella has left the parking spot, I head towards my truck. I reach for my phone to text my brother, but I'm taken aback by an unknown message that sends a chill down my spine.

Third Person POV Flashback — Prom Night By the time the rest of the week passed, prom had finally arrived, and the energy around school had completely shifted. Everyone was either excited, stressed, or already living in the moment, trying to make it something memorable before graduation officially closed that chapter. Brittany, who had never even planned on going, found herself making a last-minute decision that she wasn’t about to be left out, not when everybody else was dressing up, showing out, and stepping into something that felt bigger than where they came from.