Labyrinth Ballroom Novels & Stories

The Frozen Ballroom had been opened for the first time this solstice — a vast chamber where the floor, walls, and ceiling were made of enchanted ice that never melted, reflecting light like a thousand diamonds. Tonight it hosted the Midnight Waltz of Frost and Flame, a sensual celebration where couples danced while enchanted flames flickered harmlessly across the ice in swirling patterns of blue and gold.

Diane and Liz entered the Ballroom, she was mesmerized with around the Ballroom, Castle Ballroom typed two floors with stairs in the middle of the room, decorated with several chairs and round tables, the lights there shined like crystals, she had never visited Gala like this, maybe she also has not followed the trend, in fact this is America, no doubt the progress changes very fast happening

I say in a quite stonelike manner. Leah's pupils dilated a bit after processing my words. "Well where can I find her?" Snapped out of the frozen position she typed away furiously at the computer located in front of her. Finally looking up she said, "She is in a room located on the east wing, on the fourth level, room number 3254." The walk there tooked quite some time. All these people scurrying around to their own destination made the journey to room 3254 quite the battle to get through the halls.

"Have you asked her why she doesn't want you in the warrior's unit? She may have her reasons?" "Who's side are you on?" Lydia gave her a quick glare and continued. "Her reasons shouldn't matter. A mother is supposed to support her daughter, and my mother does the opposite." "I guess, but–" "We are here!" Lydia cut her short, as they came to a stop at the entrance to the ballroom. "Whoa.." Adira stood frozen staring at the ballroom in amazement. The ballroom was ablaze with light and color, dancers whirled around the polished dance floor. The chandeliers sparkled, casting their brilliant light onto the dancers below, the floor was a gleaming expanse of black and white marble.

"She's Andrei Barinov's half sister." "Are the Barinovs here?" I ask. "They're out of town." Larissa's forehead wrinkles slightly. Larissa enters the ballroom and quickly moves toward a guest. I'm left standing alone under the archway decorated with gold and silver balloons. The entire room is loaded with white and gold accents in every corner. Round tables are draped in gold tablecloths and topped with white rose centerpieces. The air is filled with a mixture of expensive perfumes and, surprisingly, the earthy scent of freshly cut grass floating in from the open French doors. A chandelier hangs above, casting a kaleidoscope of tiny rainbows onto the ceiling. I tap a gold balloon floating al

“And maybe grab some champagne.” He steered her in that direction, leaving Zane with the other terrible trio. Caroline was already scoping the terrain for a likely place to set up her gear. The ballroom was long and tall with a painted barrel ceiling and a balcony on either end. The orchestra would claim the more distant perch. The nearer was arranged with fancy white-clothed tables. “Up there?” Zane asked, nodding his head toward it. “If you blew out your table’s candle, you’d be very hard to see.”

***** Dad likes to host the events on familiar grounds for safety purposes. So every party was held in the Blood Moon estate. And every three years, he’d revamp the ballroom to keep things fresh. This time, the ballroom was an enormous crystal ball resting in the middle of the Blood Moon’s estate, with a square perimeter of pine trees for privacy. To get to the ballroom from the mansion—our quarters—we had to move past a maze, which was designed to keep any wandering outsider at bay and suck any intruders in for capture—and death.

“Zane’s reputation precedes him. Honestly, I don’t even know who invited him here.” “Guys!” Davina interrupted, her voice bright and cheery, cutting through the hum of conversation. “Aren’t you dancing?” We turned in unison. The ballroom had transformed. The overhead lights had dimmed into a soft golden hue, casting everything in warmth. Tiny fairy lights glimmered along the ceiling’s edges like stars brought indoors. The string quartet had returned to their corner, their instruments now filling the room with something slow and tender. The polished marble floor reflected the swaying movement of couples who had already taken their places.

He put her on his lap and directed his attention back to the documents on the computer. He only left for the party after he had sorted everything out. … Glanchester Hotel. The largest ballroom was located on the first floor. The venue was designed with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides, providing a wonderful night view of the city.

His uniform fitted him differently, his hair was a little shiny, and he was wearing a light cologne that hit Lysan’s nose as soon as he got close Lysan smiled back, “So do you. So much for not liking these events.” They laughed together. They walked to the ballroom, Dyleon's shoulder, brushing against Lysan’s shoulder every few steps, but Lysan didn't move away. They approached the ballroom, and the massive door swung open on its own. Dyleon and Lysan stepped inside. The ballroom was magnificent, chandelier crystals shimmering above,soft golden light reflecting on the marble floor, cool music, luxurious velvet drapes covering the high windows. Nobles in glittering wears, moving across the da