Debutante Book Novels & Stories

Her heart thudded in her chest as she untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside was a book. A rare first edition of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice, its leather-bound cover delicate yet immaculate. She gasped, her fingers brushing over the gilt lettering. Nestled beside it was a small, cream-colored card. She picked it up, her breath catching as she read the elegant script: “For a literature enthusiast. —N.B.”

It seems neither of us like this kind of social gatherings. The large double doors open inward, the sounds of music and chatter filtering through. With a smile on my face, I loop my hand through the crook of Sky’s arm and as a Butler calls out our name. The music stops and the guests turn to face us as we descend the small staircase of about ten steps. They bow and curtsy in turn, their eyes gazing at me with awe and scrutiny. It seems I am the only one in silver, most likely my Grandmama’s doing. It makes me smile, thinking about how hard she has worked to make it so I stand out on what is to be my debutant Ball. “You may all rise.” I call out as confidently as I can, squeezing onto Sky’s e

"sit down miss Luca" Hee face flushed in embarrassment at being caught and she nodded and claimed the chair awkwardly. It was almost cute. She handed me an envelope which clearly housed her application. "Her is my resume Mr Monteiro." She said still nervous and I smirked and took it from her. I don't know I felt so,so giddy knowing I was the one who made her so. Its the alcohol Monteiro. "Hmmm " I nodded as I read her résumé. "Hmmm miss Luca. This says you are a graduate of the new York university and you have a degree in business management right?"

GABRIEL The ball, the main event. I did my part well. It was no hardship; I was genuinely and sincerely blown away by Gianna when I got my first look at her in the haute couture ball gown she'd chosen from one of the leading fashion houses in Paris. Unlike other debutante balls, this one was all about introducing high fashion, and the gown she wore along with the jewelry was provided by a very well-known designer.

She then bowed and stayed standing at the side I knew it, just by seeing her expression. This doesn't look good. I can't believe I have to find a partner three days before the debutante' ball. What a luck "Order some of the servants to look for a young noble who still doesn't have a partner to accompany in the incoming debutante' ball" As soon as I finished speaking she hurriedly left thinking that it's an urgent matter. I have to find a young man even if he came from baron or lower. Even if it's a noble without a title, it's better than not having a partner.

"I'm glad you came for me, thank you." Martin replies while waving at the guests, "Don't imagine things my dear." "Really? Obviously, you are enjoying every moment with me, as you did that night before." She flashes her sweetest smile, too, and leans on his shoulders for a perfect shot. "Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests of the marvelous village, please gather around as we proudly present the debutante of the year, the radiant Ms. Adelle Wei Lui. She is wearing a stunning Oscar dela Renta haute couture South Sea Pearl Gown, a masterpiece that adds to her undeniable beauty and elegance."

His face seemed carefully expressionless. “Yes,” was all Gabriel said. “I know.” She tossed the passport into her suitcase with the sexy clothes and shoes as if they belonged to someone else. Leaning against the modern black four-poster bed, she looked around her with a heavy sigh. “There’s nothing here…” “I told you, Calleigh.” Desolately, she went to the bookshelf. It held only faded fashion magazines, years out of date, and a few slender volumes on etiquette and charm. She picked up the book on top, a splashy pop-culture book, and read the title out loud in dismay.

"Dear Ryan, I hope this letter reaches you because I have something important to say. Right now, I cannot say much in it as I am afraid that I will be tracked. For now, what I can say is that do not trust anyone. Including those who are close to you as you might not know who is the betrayer amongst them. You might think that I am a strange person but beware of my words, sire. The worst is to come and no one will be spared including those whom you love. In this box, is a red book. Keep it safe as It will help you in the future. Make sure you do not give it to anyone. And I mean on one. When the right comes, I will visit you. Until then, be safe. Sincerely, Your, well-wisher. What the fuck was

Clare couldn't help but admire the attention to detail, from the intricate patterns on the wallpaper to the ornate chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Her attention was immediately drawn to the bookshelves. But then her eyes eventually found the duchess asleep on the sofa. This surprised and amused Clare. She walked slowly so as not to make any sound. The Duchess must be tired from traveling herself. Yet, it was still uncharacteristic of her to be sleeping like a baby. Her usual expressionless face seemed more relaxed, though. As Clare stood there, she noticed a book on the nearby coffee table. She picked it up and thumbed through it, finding the book to be a collection of poetry.

Debby smiled and thought of the big incoming money. She already started thinking of how she will patronize different big jewelries shops and stores, putting on trending cloths, shoes, and bags and showing off to her elites friends. Oh what a blissful life! ~~~~~~~~~ Review please. please support and vote for this book, it on a contest.