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?

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.

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.”

Aiden muttered, throwing me a glance that screamed behave. "Anyway, today we're going to talk about the Luna ceremony," he continued, fidgeting through some papers as if he had some kind of scandalous secret hidden among them. Luna ceremony?" I blurted, my heart plummeting. I thought I knew what it was, but deep down, I so wished I was wrong. "Er. you know, the ceremony or bonding between the Luna and her Alpha," Elder Marbel said, half-heartedly as if she'd just discovered a damp sock in her wash.

"I’ve got you. I will make a playlist for the formal parts, something modern and upbeat once the ceremony’s done. We’ll clear the tables and make space for dancing." Maren looked between us. "Should I prepare a speech?" "Definitely," I said. "Keep it short, honest. Speak from the heart." She smiled softly. "I can do that." Caleb leaned back, finally starting to relax. "And you two... when do you leave?" Simon glanced at me, then said, "The night of the ceremony. Once the last toast is made." Amy glanced up from her notes, expression softening. "We’ll have everything ready. You two just focus on the new beginning."

The Head Master explains to Blake how the Ceremony is to proceed. The Master of Ceremony takes charge of the event. Instructing the bride to walk in with her servants who help with the ceremony. The groom meets her, and they walk together to the stage. When they meet, they cup their hands in greeting and bow to each other. They go up on the stage, and the Master of Ceremony instructs them to bow to Heaven and Earth. They bow to the mural, and then they are instructed to bow to the parents, the Emperor and Empress; seeing she has no parents, they are to bow to the fo