Divine Memories Banquet Hall Novels & Stories

Julie said and blushed I love you right back. She continued with a beaming smile. We began to dig into our meal. I was sipping my drink when I got startled. Wow, we meet again. I heard a deep male voice say to me. I almost choke on my wine. I looked up to see who it was. I had the puzzle on my face, trying to remember where I had known him from. He stretched his hands to me for a handshake after he greeted Julie. Right at that moment, I recalled him from the party I went for. But still, I had forgotten his name.

He waved me off, sending me straight to the head maid. Thankful for the quick chat, I bobbed a quick goodbye and leave to the banquet hall. As I hurried through the corridors, I marveled at my own vigor. Funny how hooking up with Atlas didn’t leave me drained, but instead energized. My cheeks warmed at the memory, and I shook it off. 'Focus, Rhea,' I told myself, slipping into the banquet hall for final preparation. -- The banquet hall soon buzzed with activities. A whirl of voices and clinking glasses filling the air. Guests of all ranks mingled, laughter and conversations intermingling in a grand display of luxury.

“Come, we have much to discuss.” As we strolled down the hallway, he gently took my hand and proudly guided me through the entire pack house. I found myself in awe of the incredible surroundings. The grand banquet hall could easily accommodate the most magnificent gatherings. The vast kitchen, the size of my entire house, was fully staffed and equipped, and even the individuals responsible for maintaining the place were known as Omegas. The dining hall was incredibly spacious and adorned with countless tables, evoking nostalgic memories of a bustling school cafeteria. Moreover, it boasted a grand communal space where individuals could gather, indulge in captivating books, or simply revel in

“Aren’t you coming?” “Coming for what?” She asked impatiently, almost at the verge of ending the call. “The banquet. It’s today, and you promised Richard that you would attend”, Mike said, not wanting to believe that she forgot about the event. “Ohh! I would be on my way then”, Barbara said with obvious displeasure in her voice. She already made plans for her outfit for the banquet. However, the date skipped her mind and she had totally forgotten that it was scheduled to hold by weekend.

Kale replied, "But Juan lost his memory. He doesn't even remember Ms. Frazier. This seems pointless." Drake snorted, "Memory loss? You really believe that?" "I..." "As long as he isn't targeting me, I don't care if he's pretending or not." "Understood." As night draped itself over the city, Debra was helped up by Lara. Her gaze fell on Kale, who was holding a burgundy gown. "A banquet?" "It's Mr. Lowe's arrangement." "Is he doing this on purpose? I'm injured. How am I supposed to attend any banquet like this?"

I used my hands to open that box myself… I yawned, suddenly feeling the urge to sleep. “Go to rest now, Maya. You seem tired and worn out.” Did I? After the contact with Javier’s father, not been worn out would be an understatement. “Okay.” As I replied her, I stood up walking to bed. I collapsed on it with my hands spread out. I heard Delilah walk to the door. “The banquet is tomorrow, do prepare your mind and body for it.” She closed the door behind her. I could feel my heart racing at the mention of the banquet. A feast full of vampires? What nightmare was worse than that…

⸻ The Banquet Hall The grand doors opened with a creak as the girls stepped into the banquet hall. It was a sight straight from a fantasy — candlelight flickered from a thousand chandeliers, casting golden halos over gleaming silverware and crystal goblets. Long tables lined the room, laden with roasted meats, fresh fruits, and decadent pastries. But it was the head table, elevated slightly and overlooking the room, where the girls were guided. Their mates were already seated. Kael stood immediately, a hand outstretched to Bella. “You look… dangerous,” he said with a smirk.

The kitchen was already alive - Rowan flipping pancakes, Silas leaning against the counter texting someone suspiciously fast, and Damon reading something on his tablet with the exact expression he used when taxes were involved. “Morning,” I croaked. Four heads snapped up. Kieran frowned. “You look like you fought a bear.” “I feel like I fought a bear,” I muttered, dropping into a chair. Damon slid a mug toward me. “Drink. Then listen.” I took a sip and nearly moaned. Coffee first. Doom later. Silas cleared his throat. “We all got invitations this morning. Business conference. Leviatar Group. Two-day event in the city.” I blinked. “Okay… and?”

I motion with my hand for the others to follow me up onto the stage. Standing in the middle, Kenji and Levi move to my right, while Remiel and Morgana move to my left, each standing one step back from me in a show of respect. Shuffling feet fills the once silent banquet hall as our eager guests rush to find their seats. Murmured ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ echo around us, all eyes admiring the decor my staff put together so quickly. When everyone has entered the banquet hall and found their seats, I indicate with my head for the guards to close and secure the doors. Jamari went around earlier today and read the minds of all of the guards that are currently on duty for this feast.

Willow smiled faintly and then discussed matters with the head of the finance department. Julian remained seated on the sofa, flipping through a magazine. At times, he would stare intently at Willow for a long time. Willow continued to look at the documents and said in a cool tone, "There's a banquet tonight. You'll accompany me. Also, stop staring. We've been married for years, I'm sure you've seen enough." Julian replied, "I lost my memory, so I have to start over again!" Willow was speechless. That evening, under the bright city lights, a charity gala was being held in the second-floor banquet hall of Century Hotel in Brindley. The host on stage was witty and lively, while the crowd below