Pansy Parkinson Yule Ball Novels & Stories

She was wearing a tight-fitting silver sequinned dress with red shoes and a peacock mask. “Only you would find something to complain about!” Anne muttered. She for one was taken back at the beauty of the building. She was grateful that James had persuaded her to go for the more expensive ball dress. The fox mask, perfectly off her green ball gown. Kurt and James of course were in black long tails and white shirts. Kurt was wearing a silver wolf mask, whilst James wore a silver fox. “Welcome friends to the annual Winter Ball! It is my pleasure to introduce the leader of the Harper’s Blood Gang and Chairman of the American Syndicate: Tony Anderson!” Hank announced and everyone applauded.

Amaryllis' campus was busy with preparation for the upcoming annual Winter Ball―an exclusive dance festival held before Christmas Vacations. The Ball management team were already out scouting potential helping hands, searching every department with eagle eyes. Jeremy chewed onto his orange ball pen and sighed for the hundredth time, earning a few looks from his peers. A member of the Ball management team was making a tiny speech in their class―about which Jeremy cannot afford to think. Jeremy's thoughts were around the discovery he made last evening, browsing about the Blanche family with Sasha. He didn't know if he should feel relieved or worried. One thing was that Roy did not belong to th

Elara's POV: Entering the Winter Ball felt like stepping into a fairy tale. The grand room gleamed with shimmering lights that dangled from the high ceiling, casting a magical aura with its enchanting decorations of blue and silver. Sculptures crafted from ice sparkled under the soft glow, depicting intricate snowy scenes that mesmerized the guests. Soft music serenaded the room, weaving through the laughter and conversations of the attendees. As we made our entrance, all eyes gravitated towards us.

“That’s a popular name in the East… It’s my pleasure to meet you, Miss Moonbane.” I draw back my hand instinctively, cheeks warming. “The pleasure is all mine,” I whisper, still acutely aware of the grandeur and the eyes that now flick toward me. My hands are shaking and I'm trying my best not to show it. I’ve never been a guest in a ball before, never been surrounded by such power and elegance. Alpha Parker leans closer to Kael, voice barely above a whisper. “Aren’t you tired of going after your brother’s girls?”

Spacious and professional. “I like it. What about you?” I asked Silver. “It’s nice,” he said. I smiled, going to the chair. There was a pile of files on each side of the table. “Anything important that I should know of?” I asked. “Letter came in yesterday. The annual ball is in thirteen days’ time,” Axel said. “Thirteen day’s time? That’s early,” I said, sitting on my chair. “Yes, I guess the elders want to spice everything up,” he said.

Yaslyn pressed on, leaving Zaylee struggling to defend herself. Xoan suddenly spoke up to help Zaylee out. "Alright, the gala is about to start. It's fine as long as nothing serious happened." Yaslyn glared at him for interrupting her. "Yes, the gala is starting soon. Yaslyn, may I have the honor of being your first dance partner?" Sheldon politely extended his hand and gave a gentleman's bow. Yaslyn smiled and nodded. "It would be my pleasure." The two began dancing gracefully in the ballroom, moving in perfect tandem. Every move was coordinated seamlessly, outshining everyone.

And they would ensure its success, no matter the challenges they faced. Soon, it’s time for their meeting and Aunt Caitlyn and Daniel come to the meeting hall along with their officials. Ayleen leaves as she doesn’t hold any official position in the pack hierarchy. “Well, let’s begin.” Daniel says looking at Azraiel once they are all seated. “Well, my pack has decided to host a ball next Sunday. I know it’s short notice but we don’t have much time.” Azraiel informs Daniel even though he knows Aunt Caitlyn already told him about this.

Sophia The Full Moon Ball is only a day away, and the pressure is on. Each year different pack hosts Full Moon Ball and this is year it is Redwood Pack's turn to arrange this annual ball. My father is leaving no stone upturn to make sure our pack's Full Moon Ball is one of the best balls that has been witnessed in the years. Determined to get through my day without drawing any attention, I keep my head low and busy myself with the long chores that I have been assigned.

I looked away slightly to collect myself. Small, rough hands slid into mine and, as I looked around, I met soft hazel eyes that were swirling with a blackness and looked full of fire. “Well in three years Patrick and I will be of age, and I don’t see the point in traveling across the country to go to a tent in someone’s field when there’s a glorious ballroom here. Luna Martha, could you partner with Grey Peak to host the Maben Ball when we come of age? I am sure I can convince my dad to throw our lot in to host. Two Alpha children coming of age has to attract some attention.”

We had made sure every pack had an enormous communal tent so they still had together time and a place for pack meetings, in private. The amenities may not be five-star but everyone assures me they are comfortable. Jeremy comes in, sulking, Ariana smiles up at him "Why so glum, chum?" He sighs. "Just wanting to meet my mate! Dude! This is ridiculous. Max found his! I guess the holidays are making me feel lonely." She says "I get it! I do! The Christmas Ball is on the full moon, next Saturday. You will find her there. It's a feeling " And he jumped up and grabbed her swinging her in a circle.