Ceremony Novels & Stories

"Yeah, once this ceremony thing is done, we can all relax. No more sneaking around at night." I felt a sinking feeling when I heard the word "ceremony" mentioned like that. My mind raced, and I felt a chill. What did they mean by "ceremony"? Was Swiftclaw planning to use Scarlett, my wife, in some weird ritual? What was Swiftclaw up to, anyway?

Luna Sheila explained. "The ceremony was designed for pairs and not triads. You could lose one of them.”

Because Del-Rey let them slack off. Sharone piped up. “Maybe we’ll have an official ceremony soon. With the alpha back, he could decide it’s time to seduce his coya. You know you can’t get out of officially accepting your title much longer. Whether you sleep with that bad-assed Coyote or not, that ceremony is serious shit. Even the soldiers that came out of Russia with us are looking forward to it.” The ceremony. That’s all she heard about was that damned ceremony. It was a wedding, pure and simple. But for some reason it held much more significance to the Breed com

she smiles, acting upbeat, “But no magic.” “Huh? You know the ceremony involves magic, right?” He asks in confusion. “Thank you, Tweedledum, I’m aware. I just mean, no magic is to be used in the planning of the ceremony. Valeria and I agreed to do this the human way,” she nods firmly. His eyes widen in surprise, “Really?”

“Yeah, but adults do stuff like this all the time. Now next question. Do you like food? Fun? Friends?” “Yeah?” “Birthday parties?” “Yeah.” “A ceremony has got a purpose and at the end we celebrate it. The member recognition ceremony is the Alpha recognizing me as a member and all the pack seeing proof of it. So there’s no question as to me lying about being a member. The mating ceremony is to prove once and for all to everyone that we are mates. Then we all celebrate it.” “So it’s all just to tell people in the pack at once, and have a party.”

She looks breathtakingly beautiful in her gown, beautiful beyond's words that I cannot fathom to articulate. Everyone forms a line to congratulate us. You see, this ceremony is basically a wedding, a binding of agreements between man, the alpha, and woman, the Luna. I think that's why we dress up as we are, me in a suit, a tie and all and her in a beautiful white gown that only accentuates the fact she is a magnificent piece of art. This is a day I will look back on for years and the photos will enable me to remember every detail. But it does get boring, the endless pack members repeating exactly as the last has said.

Duran said looking away from us. Is his son really dead? "Ladies and gentlemen," someone announced on the stage making everyone know that the ceremony has started. Dante Giovanni appeared on the stage first time tonight, ready to take something he can never handle. The ceremony for nostra is not too complicated. All our basic rules are explained to him making him vow to obey every single one of them. Then there is this skull right at the center of the room. Dante is asked to slice his hand with a knife and then soak the skull with his blood.

he said. "No," Noah said. "Today it's different." He paused. "The chairs are arranged for the ceremony." He paused. "Usually there are machines." "What kind of machines?" Marcus said. "Sewing machines," Noah said. "For making the garments." He paused. "Do you want me to explain the production process?" "Yes," Marcus said. "After the ceremony," Noah said. "Okay," Marcus said. They stood together. Two boys in front of the north windows. The pale January light behind them.

Isabella The lights dimmed gradually, a subtle cue that the evening was shifting gears. Conversations softened, glasses were set down, and people began drifting toward the main hall where a low stage had been prepared. Soft instrumental music filled the space—polished, elegant, meant to signal importance without demanding too much emotion. “The ceremony’s starting,” Elias said quietly beside me. “This is the part where everyone pretends they’re not measuring their worth by who gets mentioned.” I exhaled softly. “Sounds exhausting.”

"Yes! Do something bribe her, threaten her anything. Just please, you promised. " ***** "Mommy, why is everyone running about. Is there a birthday party?" Xavier asked Catherine who laughed before responding "No love it is not a party." she responded rubbing his hair "Then what is it?" asked Xavier sitting up "Xavier love. We call it the betrothed ceremony." "What is that mommy?" "It is a ceremony where we choose who will be queen when you become king." "But why mommy? We can just choose Sha..." he rumbled then a brief silence followed