Masquerade Birthday Party Novels & Stories

She was supposed to protect me from the bad guys, but instead she threw me to them, without a second thought of what was gonna happen to me. “It's your grandfather's birthday on Saturday!” She said as she placed an invitation card on the chair beside her. She sure knows that I wouldn't take it from her, hence her reason for placing it there. “It is a mask party, meaning you'll have to get a mask at the mall. He asked me to specially invite you over. You know it's been a long time since you last saw each other.” My sweet grandpa. Why would he want a masked party as his birthday party? The man was always known for doing extraordinary things.

“You guys are coming to Maddox’s birthday party, aren’t you?” “I think so. When is that?” “August 18th. That is his actual birthday, and it’s a masquerade party.” “I’ll make sure we are there.” Isabelle smiled before looking around. “I’ll help get this cleaned up. I know you girls are busy.” “Thank you.” Jo stood up. Grabbing my pickles, I followed her lead. “I appreciate you all coming!” “Next time, try to eat normally.” Madalynn gave my empty plate a disgusted look.

He said, taking his leave to inform her. I still can't believe the Alpha's youngest daughter has no shame at all. Rumors have it that she's flirtatious and sleeps with different men. It's impossible for her to be a virgin. My mate is a virgin. I thought about that night again, just to be sure. I finished getting dressed for my birthday party. The party planner suggested it should be a masquerade party so that other tribes could attend and it could also be a way for me to find my mate.

Said by Supremo and then smiled at me which surprised me. "What's your suggestion?" I was suddenly embarrassed because all the members here looked at me. Fortunately, I have an idea somehow to share with them. I cleared my throat. "Since the Acquaintance Party is all about knowing each other, why don't we put a twist and make it look like a Masquerade ball? Most of us didn't experience JS Prom during junior highschool days and just repeated the programs when it comes to annual events. Venue entry is required, everyone is masked. I just thought of it as a thrill somehow. Everyone is not required to have a partner, as long as the thrill is that we don't all know each other in the beginning. On

I said, dropping the file on the table as I turned to get the glass of juice on the kitchen island. I walked back to see a smiling Maya already eating her snacks, “I wanted to wait till….” She cuts me off, “I wanted to tell you about tonight's party at your club, I can't believe we're actually going there.” She practically squealed. I laughed softly at how excited she was and Mark's smiling face staring at Maya. “What's so important about tonight's party?” I asked. “It's a …..drum roll,” she said dramatically as she hits on the table, “masquerade party,”

I asked him. “A friend of mine is having a birthday party for his wife, and it's going to be a masquerade party. He invited me and I didn't want to go alone.” A party? Yes, maybe I could even use that opportunity to escape. “Um…when is it?” “It's tomorrow, I even got you a dress.” “Okay, I'll go,” I said softly, trying to look excited for him to suspect me. THE NEXT DAY My baby bump was becoming very noticeable now, and I loved it; my baby was growing. I can't wait to meet her. I don't know if it's a girl or a boy, so I just assumed it's a girl.

I might have still resisted, but then she dropped the bomb: “I want it to be a masquerade ball. Like the one where Daddy chose you.” And that was that. How could I say no to her? After everything she’d been through, if she wanted to throw her mother a masquerade ball for her birthday, then by the Goddess, she would get her masquerade ball. Elijah had backed her up entirely, of course. The two of them spent weeks planning, turning our home into something straight out of a fairy tale. They kept most of the details secret from me, wanting it to be a surprise, but I wasn’t blind to the decorators coming and going, the deliveries of flowers and lights, the hushed conversations that stopped whenev

“But at least send a text, so that I will know at least that you’re okay,” “I will,” I said, pretty unsure of my promise. “Well,” her voice perked up, and I just knew she was going to bombard me with some breaking news soon. “There’s this party happening soon…it’s really popular, and everybody I know is gonna be there.” “Really? When?” I asked, indulging her. “It’s a costume party, a mask-themed one to be exact, and it’s being hosted at Jared Hillman’s house this Saturday to celebrate our resumption,” she explained. “Just like how those frat boys celebrated for freshmen last year,”

Why did someone have to appear at such a time? Beatrice, ever so kind, extended her hand for a handshake and approached her. Mrs. Davidson explained that the masquerade was meant to allow everyone to forget their identities and break down barriers, enabling more free-flowing conversations. Beatrice greeted her warmly, “Hello, your mask is very beautiful.” Candice smiled and replied casually, “Thank you. Would you like me to help you pick a mask?” Beatrice eagerly agreed, “That would be wonderful. You youngsters always have better taste than us.”

I'd dated models, actresses, women who made careers out of being beautiful, but none of them had stayed in my head like this masked stranger I'd met for less than five minutes. The door to VIP Room Three stood open, I stepped inside, but she wasn't there yet. I sat on the leather sofa, adjusting my cufflinks out of nervous habit. The door opened. Nyx stepped inside wearing black lace this time. The lingerie left even less to imagination than the crimson from last week. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders in waves, and that jeweled mask caught the amber light. I couldn’t take my eyes off how stunning she looked in that lace.