Masquerade Birthday Party Novels & Stories

And I still didn’t know if I wanted to run from it—or run straight into it. Rachel nudged me with her elbow as I wiped down the camera lenses. “Hey. Let’s go to Masquerade tonight.” I blinked. “What?” “You heard me. Club night. Girls, guys, masks, secrets. Let’s gooo.” Adam looked up from the candy jar. “What’s Masquerade?” Rachel grinned wickedly. “Only the hottest underground club in the city. Masked entry only. Total anonymity. You can dance with a stranger and never know their name.”

A spark runs through me, tingling where I shouldn’t still feel him. I shake it off like a guilty pleasure. Sighing, I reach for something safer. A black dress. It’s long, simple, not revealing and definitely do not scream for attention. But it’s body-hugging and I wonder if I’m ready for that kind of closeness… with myself. Still, it will have to do. Anya will outshine me, anyway. She always does and honestly, I’ve made peace with being the dim light in her galaxy. It’s already seven and the invitation Mama left says eight-thirty. So, I have enough time. Apparently, it’s a masquerade event. How fitting for me. Rich people wearing masks to fundraise a system that’s already broken.

The fact that she’d noticed his absence annoyed her. Mina leaned closer. “Please. One night. Just us.” Celeste clasped her hands together. “It’s a masked party. No one will know who you are and you could be anyone.” Jenna exhaled slowly, lips twitching. “A masked party?” “Mm-hm,” Celeste said. “Mystery. Music. Maybe a stranger or two to remind you you’re still alive.” Her friends waited, grinning. Jenna rolled her eyes but her voice softened. “Fine. One night.”

AUTHOR'S POV The day came. The day when William Adams was going to officially engage Ana to Jackson. Willaim Adams didn't even waste one day and held the party just one day after breaking the news to Ana. It was a masquerade ball and thankfully Ana was going to wear a mask. This party was not held because of some trend. This party was themed to be a Masquerade Ball to keep the identities of people attending the party hidden. It was necessary, as many underworld Mafias were going to attend the party today. A special secret code card was required to come inside the mansion. The security was also on high alert, as William Adams suspected that Beast will come today.

I signed because I knew she will be signing a contract of my own. She's been really open with me. The walls are slowly coming down. Perhaps if I have longer than a month I will be able to fix her and our contracts won't hold any meaning allowing us to be a family even if it's in secret. "What's so special about tonight?" "There's a masquerade party. It should be fun." That's not what I wanted to say. She wore her feather mask and I put on a plain black one. It's the perfect party because we can pretend to be married and not be seen by the public.

This wasn’t just a party. It was a different world entirely. Lucas stepped closer, his voice low. “Your Highness,” he murmured, “please, do not stray from my side. This is not the kind of event where I can trust anyone blindly. And with everyone wearing masks tonight, it makes it even harder to discern intentions.” Evelyn glanced at the guests filtering into the grand entrance. Each of them was adorned in elaborate masks, their identities obscured. It was a masquerade—a dazzling yet deceptive illusion.

Lady Vienna nodded at that and returned Duke Raziel’s mask. He suddenly cleared his throat, "Your 23rd birthday is three months by now, Lady Vienna.” “Oh, is that the main reason why you wanted to take me here?” She asked, “I don’t even remember when my birthday was coming.”

The only problems were; this was a masquerade Ball and everyone was dressed in their finest; and everyone was wearing complicated masks so no one could be recognized at first glance. I wore an aqua blue ball gown with silver threading and a silver mask to go with it. I’d tied my golden hair in an elegant French bun at the back of my head and used a silver comb with blue gemstones to secure the bun in place. Several tendrils of hair fell around my face and the only jewelry I was wearing were a blue teardrop necklace that Jonathan had gifted me this morning and my daylight bracelet. Jonathan wore a black suit and pants with a blue shirt underneath. His mask was set in black with glittering blu

And I was too busy drinking. The entire place felt less like a pack celebration and more like a party. I slowly turned back toward the servant. "What happened?" "The New Moon Festival ended an hour ago." I blinked. "Mm?" He nodded. "The official celebration is over, Miss Clara. The Mask Party started immediately afterward." "The what?" "The Mask Party." He repeated and pointed toward the dancing crowd. I looked around again. “This is new.” “Yes. I heard it's the Beta’s idea.”

"There's been a little twist tonight. The hostess decided to make it a masquerade. Please, feel free to pick out a mask." Eva blinked, caught off guard. "Well, that wasn't on the invitation." "It was a last-minute change," the attendant replied with perfect manners, bowing slightly. "Just a little something to add a touch of fun and mystery." "Got it," Eva smiled, then turned to us. "Well, it's her party - we go with it." Victoria and I had no objections. The long table nearby was lined with elegant half-face masks, mostly just covering the eyes. We each picked something that matched our dresses.