Pansy Parkinson Yule Ball 소설 & 이야기

Scarlet POV It is finally the day of the ball. We have been decorating for hours and I am happy to say that I am actually getting pretty excited about it. There is a large white party tent with walls set up in the backyard. I personally made mason jar chandeliers with black flowers and greenery hanging off them. They are hung at each high point in the tent with strings of yellow light bulbs leading off them to the edge of the tent. Off the string of lights, I have more greenery and black hanging flowers peeking through with gold feathers thrown in randomly. The live band is setting up in the far corner and I decided to have the event catered. There will be a happy hour before dinner is serve

Where it All Began: The Ball Two days before the end of the school festival everyone was enthusiastically preparing for "The Ball”, which is the last event of the festival, together with a fireworks display. That would be the culmination and the official closing ceremony of the week-long event. All the girls were eager to find and wear their best dresses for the ball…( the event is like a high school prom, but it differs because the students were from different schools) At Yoon mansion After preparing breakfast, Yillan organized her schedule for the day. There are so many things that need to be taken care of, things to buy and to settle.

Evan chimed in, wrapping his arms around my waist. My forehead creased with his statement, but before I could ask what he was talking about, Wade handed me a white card. I opened it and realized it was an invitation for the upcoming Moon Harvest Ball this weekend. Looking down at Evan and Zoey who seemed to be very much excited about attending the party, I felt disheartened, turning their hopes down. “These kinds of parties were only exclusive for high-ranking members of the Pack, baby. I’m afraid that we might not be allowed to even enter.”

"Did you sleep at all? Or were you too busy brooding over the 'Guest'?" "I slept," Min lied. "Briefly." "Right. And I'm a ballerina." Baek swiped a piece of raw carrot from the cutting board and crunched on it. "So. The Yoon situation. We have a problem." Min plated the food, steamed egg, kimchi stew, and grilled mackerel. It looked strangely domestic in the high-tech kitchen. "What problem?" Min asked. "The Gala isn't a ticketed event," Baek explained. "It’s a 'Plus One' registry. The invites we... acquired... belong to a tech CEO and a venture capitalist. They were registered with partners."

The dress hugs my waist and falls like molten obsydian with every step, and the heels - Kieran’s devilish suggestion - make my legs look like they go straight to heaven and possibly take a detour through hell. “Eyes forward,” Draven murmurs just behind me, voice a smooth rumble of threat. “No one’s going to eat me,” I mutter back. Lysander, dry as a desert: “They’re definitely thinking about it.” Fantastic. I’m the main dish tonight. Inside, the ballroom is a cathedral of warm light and glass walls framing the flickering city below. The Fire Gala, true to its name, glows in shades of amber and crimson.

Jules walked over in a haste and said, “Ah, this… I picked it up while I was traveling.” Kayson asked, “Can you give it to me?” Jules hastily said, “Yes, of course. You can have anything you like, Mr. Yarde. You can empty this place and it will still be fine!” Kayson chuckled and said, “I’ll help myself then.” Jules grabbed the crystal ball hastily and cleaned it with his sleeve before he passed it to Kayson. A look of excitement showed up in Kayson’s eyes when he held the crystal. Chase approached him and asked, “What’s so unique about the crystal ball, Mr. Yarde?”

Lucius shakes his head. Bastian chuckles. “I think we can agree to that.” Lucius grunts. Jayson leans forward. “What about the moon? Now that you're with us, we need to bring you into the rotation for the ball.” “Ball?” Lucius raised a brow. I shake my head. “I don’t think we want to participate in that.” Lucius turns to me. “What ball?” I look around the table then meet his eyes. “The Blue Moon Ball is an event. Like a party for all the packs to get together and find fated mates.”

the blonde looked thoughtful and then sighed "sincerely? I would say something like: send letters and try to explain to them your doubts, but society does not work like that, right?" Her eyes fixed on me and I smiled nodding. "Well... then a dance" she said naturally and that was the right answer. A dance. A ball for the king’s return and a ball where Elaine and Lucifer would be presented - one for their recovery and one for their emergence. "It’s decided," I said, "I’m having a dance in early fall." ⋅• ♱ •⋅