Darling Reunion Novels & Stories

He'll even be able to apply for a magic airship! "I see. How enviable." I gazed at Emma's closed room door and laughed to myself. Would Aleron really be able to pass the exam this time? On the day of my wedding, the great hall was filled with the gifts. The gifts hadn't been prepared by my family, of course. The dragon clan's leader, Igor Redburn, had delivered these gifts ahead of time to be displayed as dowry to the guests. 20 tables had been set up for the banquet. The banquet spread wasn't just limited to ordinary fruit wine and pastries either. Unicorn cheese and fae wine had also been prepared.

"Let's take it slow. We just got back together not long ago. We..." "You're having second thoughts about staying with me, aren't you?" he asked, disappointment clear in his hearty question. "No, no, it's not like that," she responded assuredly. "Then it's your beloved sister, isn't it?" His question sounded more like a statement, as he rose to his feet and slowly pulled his fist out of her grip. "It's not just her. I meant what I said. We just got back together last night, even if you never saw it as though we broke up, I did. Let's just take our time this time around. Okay?"

Jules sighed, coming to an end of her explanation. “Huh? Jules why would you do that?” Lisa stared in both confusion and dislike, she can’t just set her up like that without her consultation or permission, and she didn’t recall telling her she’s need of a companion. “I know I should have told you beforehand, but trust me I didn’t do whatever you have in mind that I did. I simply asked Darren to come with his friend because I’m bringing my friend to have fun with me, and that I want to get to know him and his people better, starting from his friends. Plus I really want you meeting other people before Kurt gets you back in his charm-“

was rated above 165. Their twentieth reunion had been a huge disappointment. Personalities had been altered by divorce, death and distance. The attendees treated her almost as badly as they had in high school. Almost no one had recognized her, and those that did were not at all diplomatic in their harsh criticisms and negative comments on her appearance. She didn't expect anything to have changed much in ten years.

“But I choose you every single day after.” We came together, holding each other tight. The journey that began with a dangerous snowstorm had led us here — to love, family acceptance, and a future we were both ready to build. But as we fell asleep in each other’s arms, my phone lit up with a new message in the family group chat: “The next reunion is confirmed. Bigger than ever. Everyone wants to celebrate the snowstorm couple properly!” Another chapter was coming. And we were ready for it.

Dorathy laughed softly, as her heart swelled with happiness. "Oh, my darlings," she said, embracing them. "I’ve missed you two. You’ve all done such a wonderful job to welcome grandma. Thank you so much!" Henry and Nina helped Mrs. Dorathy settle into a comfortable chair while Olivia and Clarissa brought out the refreshments. It was a joyous reunion, filled with laughter and relief. The family felt a sense of normalcy returning, even if it was only temporarily. As they celebrated, Olivia’s phone buzzed in her pocket. She excused herself from the group, and stepped into the kitchen to take the call. The number was unfamiliar, but she answered it anyway, curious and slightly scared.

His wife trailed behind him, wrapped in jewel and a rigid kind of grace. "Congratulations," he said clasping Darrell's hand with both of his. "A union like this gives our kingdom hope." I smiled, "We're honored." "We're relieved," Reeve corrected. "We doubted this would happen. But now we can all rest easy after the reunion of war giants." Darrell's jaw clenched, "The unrest will be over before you know it." Reeve chuckled, "Ah, always the soldier. May your house be strong and your heirs plenty."

By the time we reached the lower floors, Damon had somehow shifted from celebrating my victory to inviting me clubbing later that night. “Absolutely not….I don’t even remember the last time I entered a nightclub,” I admitted. “Perfect, then tonight is rehabilitation.” “Damon-” “No excuses.” He pointed at me dramatically while walking backward through the hallway. “We have to celebrate our reunion , you can bring your friend, she looks like the fun type.” I laughed despite myself. “So you’re coming?” I hesitated, then finally sighed. “Fine.” “Yes!” Damon nearly punched the air. “That’s my girl.”