Pansy Parkinson Yule Ball Novels & Stories

Brandon adds, “The Onyx Pack Moon Ball is a yearly event, and it’s next week. Then the-” “Manhattan Masked Ball,” Desmond mutters. “I saw our invite in the console when I was coming in.” “Well, that sounds like fun,” Shawn ventures. “Both events are high profile and mandatory for us. Everyone that is anyone will be there including the Clarks.” Gabe growls, “So, Alpha, we’ll be playing with fire in the open?” We chuckle at Gabe’s metaphor. “Something like that, yes,” Brandon adds. “The Moon Ball is the perfect place to form alliances and cement inter-pack relations.”

Pigsty laughed loudly and said, “Is he stupid? The golf balls are used only once in a game. There’s still a second round. Why is he picking it up now?” “Let him be. Why do you care?” Yulian stared at Pigsty and said, “Did you do what I told you to do?” Pigsty passed the phone to Yulian and said, “Hanson Yard’s and Skyler Yalemen’s videos are in here. Hanson’s family is in Singapore. I made them all go together so that they have each other’s company.” Yulian took the phone from Pigsty. He wanted to open and watch the video, but he did not want to watch it anymore after some thought. Blood and violence weren’t his things.

I said with a smirk as I stood right up, making my way out of the hall? “Wait, you don't mean like right now, right?” Mason asked. “Yes I bro right now, and I'm pretty sure you both don't have anything busy doing right?” I questioned. “Well_ “Nope, nothing at all ma'am, as of today, we all are free of any past schedules so as to focus on our annual ball task at hand,” Silver responded, cutting Mason right off with a smirk. “Well then Mason, I am sure you are also free, right?” I questioned, my tone stern.

“I need to wear something that will dazzle everyone. Something unforgettable.” Myra moved closer and wrapped her arms around her friend’s shoulders, pulling her into a gentle hug. “Don’t beat yourself up. It’s just a party.” “Oh, it’s not just a party,” Bria interjected, springing back to her feet with renewed theatrical flair. She struck an exaggerated pose, hand on her hip. “It is the Lunar Ball, the most exclusive event in our world. It only happens once every few years, usually because the Lycan King finds his mate so quickly. But this is His Majesty’s second ball. He’s still mateless… and very much available.” Her eyes sparkled with excitement. “Those rich, entitled ladies will be fawni

Zach's PoV I know Yana is shaken up by the incident with Damon yesterday, but she's been playing it off. Laura and I have encouraged her yet again to report it to the police but she's being pigheaded a usual. It's now 7p.m., Kyle and I are downstairs waiting on the three of them for the last thirty minutes. We're attending the annual James Ford Charity Ball in aid of children with Autism and Cancer. I glance at my watch yet again, causing Kyle to chuckle. "If you pace any longer, you're gonna put a hole in that carpet." He teases while scrolling through his phone nonchalantly.

Kaiya Dylan carried me back to our suite and made love to me after giving me the most amazing foot and leg massage and eating me out. He let me sleep in today and then we had Brunch in the banquet hall. The ball was just part of the events. There are outdoor events, including ice skating and a massive snowball fight for anyone who wants to participate. Today’s brunch and dinner and tonight there is a more casual atmosphere as the ballroom is used for live music by some of our local musicians. Then tomorrow, we have a breakfast buffet and everyone who has stayed that long will depart thereafter.

and platinum and tall, she was the woman who found a sugar daddy and a qualified partner for every one of the rich and powerful men in that city, convened and partnered with Poison. Everyone was entertained and involved in their numerous events, with the mid-hall dances, fundraisers, and numerous winter events, in the midst of a celebration and the Yule Ball. All the couples with their gala clothes, suits, were within rich and high society standards, in which the girls with their partners were invited to a gala party that would take place in the winter festivals. Silvia safely makes her way to a table, before being pulled, amid the thrusts inside her, with those two men who wanted her.

The announcement of the Winter Ball was delivered not by a herald with a trumpet, but by Silas dropping a heavy, leather-bound ledger onto the breakfast table with a sound like a small explosion. "It is time," the Beta declared, his face set in a mask of grim determination that usually preceded a border skirmish. "The lunar alignment is perfect, the meat lockers are at seventy percent capacity, and the pack’s morale requires a formal outlet for all this... knitting energy." Elara, who was halfway through a mouthful of Kael’s blackberry preserves, froze. "A ball? As in... dancing? With people? And shoes?"

"I don't know, OK. Like I said, that's enough for today. Till tomorrow, alright? I've gotta go. Bye!" She waved at me as I left. Getting to Mr. Lancaster's office I was attracted to the notice board at the side by a pink piece of paper. It wasn't there when I first came here and on closer inspection I found it was a flyer advertising an upcoming ball. 'Violins and Waltz' a ball honoring the former Duchess of Volton. Organized by the Junior class. Coming soon! it said. A ball! Interesting! I can't wait for it! I knocked on Mr. Lancaster's door and entered.

“Why?” Caitlin breathed a sigh of relief. She was on edge enough as it was just looking for Caleb. Having Blake there now, too, would just be too much. “No reason,” she said, then quickly changed the subject. “So what is this Ball, exactly?” Polly looked at her, eyes wide in excitement. “It’s only the biggest night of the year. I’ve been waiting for ages. Everyone, and I mean everyone, will be there. Not just humans, but every vampire, too. Everyone has a date. Everyone looks stunning,” she said, getting more excited as she went.