Im A Ballar Novels & Stories

I wanted his hands back there. “Are we going somewhere tonight?” I asked and he nodded. I frowned, “where?” “A ball.” He curtly answered. A ball? He was taking me to a freaking ball and he’s just telling me now. “Wait, you mean a ball with all the long dresses and dancing….” He cut in with another curt answer. “Yes,” Oh. I have never been to a ball before, true it might sound unbelievable since I’m the daughter and heiress of the Parker’s household but that’s the blatant truth.

The worst of all is my pink bra, at least I would have chosen a white, I don't know, something that was not showy. "Ready, you'll be playing with Philips Morgan, in room four. If you want while it touches you, you can go to a room that is down the hall, I think there is an old fan there, you can put your shirt to dry a little and then I will take you to that room, because most likely is that you can get lost." • It was dark, with my hands I was touching the edge of the wall trying to find a power button. I found it!

It is then, that the maid tells them of the preparations taking place all over the castle for the ball, and Mattel has the great pleasure of watching as Regina glows with an effervescent joy in her excitement. “A ball?” She gasps, sounding far too delighted with something as commonplace as a ball. She turns around from the dresser in her own room, to Regina, who’d taken it upon herself to stretch across Regina’s bed with a book in hand while Regina’s hair is worked on. “Mattel,” She says. “Did you hear? There’s going to be a ball!” She says ball as though she sincerely believes it to be the greatest blessing in the world. Mattel’s lips twitch with a smile. “Is that so?”

I'm sure it must have belonged to Marcella. But even if it wasn't, I still wanted to know what the contents were all about. I took it out, creeping to the dimly lit lamp in the room. I held my breath. Anticipation was eating at me as I opened the first page. November 14, 1994. It was the day of the long-awaited ball that the Alpha chose me. He said so many things that day, like how I am the most beautiful girl in the ballroom. It was filled with socialites, ladies from wealthy families, but of all the ladies that flaunted their wealth and themselves at him,

Amaira's POV Because today is the ball, we were all dressed up and attended by makeup artists. I was also made to wear a beautiful ball gown. Although I was looking attractive, but the charm that was present on Ava's wedding day was missing from my face today. I exited my room after taking a deep breath and giving myself one last look in the mirror. I was about to turn around towards the balcony when I was bumped into someone or to be exact someone bumped into my legs making me to halt my feet right there and then.

Scarlett’s POV It was a day like any other, and I was buried in chores when the heavy door creaked open. My stepmother, Luna Elena, strode in, her eyes sharp and lips curved into that cruel smile she wore so well. “We’re going to the ball,” she declared with authority. “And you’re coming with us.” The words hit me like a slap. “What?” My voice barely escaped my lips. A ball? For people like me? It seemed impossible.

“It is something gentle. The ballroom has been fitted for you.” Ballroom. Nothing gentle ever happened in a room built for dancing. Only person who never tortured in a ballet class can called it “gentle”. I gave her Marta a smile that didn’t belong on my worried face and let her take my arm. I could walk on my own, but I’d learned that playing blind meant leaning like you trusted people—especially the ones who didn’t deserve it.

I clutched the gown closer to my chest as a surge of defiance coursed through me. “Alpha Dante,” I whispered to the wind, “I’m coming. This ball will change my life.”

commented Edmund as his hand pushed mine and the white ball touched the black ball met, and the black ball entered. "Try again." I try to make it look smooth like Edmund, and still, the ball pops out. "If you can put in one ball, I'll deduct $100,000 the debt." I immediately smiled broadly. Finally, I can be free from the grip of this demon. Remind me if I'm free. I have to party till morning. "But ..." Edmund paused. I knew but what he was going to say was very detrimental to me. I just looked at him innocently.

******************************* The day of the ball came, and I arrived at the venue with the ball in full merriments as I could hear fake laughters, and cheers of people. “You pulled so much crowd, Victor.” I hissed in frustration knowing I just needed two people to show me, the people that turned my life upside down. “I'm sorry, if this makes you uncomfortable boss, but people are just curious about the man, who became the leader of the Rica group.” He said, and I nodded. “Ok, but is everything in place?” “Yes, boss, and there would be no room for mistakes.” “Then let's make this ball a memorable one.” I said as I stepped into the ballroom, and everyone's eyes turned to me as usual.