Prelude 12/21 Novels & Stories

This time, his words sent a wave of relief down her spine, and she nodded. “Thank you.” She lowered her head as a sign of respect until he had left, and she collapsed on the bed. Ariel reached for the table calendar, and she marked the date. Something big was going to happen that day, and it was going to be one of the two, but she had to be prepared for whatever outcome. The pack was a beehive of activity as they prepared for the new year; apparently, it was something to be celebrated, and there have been a lot of renovations and decorations going on.

Ellie could feel the stares at her, and she wondered if the news about her postponed marriage has gone viral. The event coordinator took the stand and picked the microphone she was from Azure pack “Welcome everyone, welcome to the 11th Full Moon Feast, it is nice to have you all here again, this celebration comes just in five years and I am glad to announce the opening of today’s feast” She paused and gave everyone a smile “ I would love to introduce the Alphas among us today. We have in attendance Beta Mike representing Alpha Sebastian from the Sunray pack” Beta Mike stood up for recognition

Days passed, Christmas passed in a bomb as we celebrate it in our own way. Foods, as in Lots of Foods! Haha Loud music, dancing, drinking and Fireworks! Wiiieeeee!! And now it's new year's countdown. We are here in my old pack. Midnight Howler pack if you don't remember grin emoticon Waiting the time beat 12, everyone are excited and so was I. Our pack is wide enough to accommodate three packs! Yeah! The Red Moon Struck (Crescent moon pack before)

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He could hear Don in the study, moving papers, the sound of the familiar activity of the year's end, the preparation for the new year's beginning. He wrote: The twelfth year's accounting is the largest yet. Not in the number of significant events — the eighth year had the naming, which was the most significant event of the twelve years, the moment when the arrangement became something that could be named as what it was. The twelfth year is large in the accumulated quality of the ordinary days. The ordinary days are larger in the twelfth year than in the first year. Not more numerous — the same number of days, the same calendar, the same structure of weeks and months and seasons. Larger becau

Sometimes the algorithm hit its mark; other times, it felt downright cruel. It pushed me to a local post. It showed me a cover picture, specifically a glossy nine-photo carousel from the holiday gala. The account belonged to Vivienne. There she was, standing on the stage with a champagne in hand, beaming as she had just been crowned queen. The caption stated, 'Out with the old, in with the new. Clearing negative energy from the team and guiding the new admin team toward a more global and elevated future next year.' I opened the comments.

They booked a non-refundable three-day getaway at an all-inclusive resort, excited to enjoy some eighty-degree sunshine. The next morning Jade allowed herself to sleep in. There was no good reason to move from beneath the warm cocoon of her heavy blankets. It wasn't until the clock on her nightstand read 11:00 AM that she dragged herself out of bed and got dressed. It was the final day of Marissa's residency program, and Jade wanted to surprise her with a little something nice. She used her afternoon to shop for a small confetti cake and decorations and then went home to prepare for the intimate celebration. As she finished hanging the 'CONGRATULATIONS' banner with a couple of thumbtacks, th

She has golden clutch and wedge. "Whatever, let's go." The event starts at 2PM but it's already 5PM and she's already prayed asr.

Not dead, but gone, and that is all he needs to know, that is all he will ever know about how I survived the Danger of Daylight. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We arrive at my future home at midnight, covered in ice, sweat, mud, and bruises. The guards at the gate do not recognize me from the pictures I have sent and don’t let me inside until I show my seal, the same seal every noble holds with them to stop imposters. It is the guiding light that appears every night but hides once a month, carved out of wood, with the crest of our own house on the back of it. An obsidian stone is inside my seal, and the guards fall ov