Ron Weasley Yule Ball Novels & Stories

I can’t wait for this to finally be over and we go back to our pack. I don’t know what will happen between me and Alec, but I just want to put this all behind me. Before I can respond, a loud horn blares from the front gates. King’s head snaps toward the sound. “Is that what I think it is?” I stand quickly. “Yeah.” Raven blinks. “What?” “The first wave of guests for the annual ball.” I explain. Since Raven has never been part of a coven, she doesn’t know what the blaring horn means. Alec’s pack, being one of the strongest, has hosted the annual ball before, but that was when I was like ten years old.

One minute he is being a tease and the next he is being so serious. “Okay” I said. He sighed, nodding his head. “You would need a gown for the ball won't you?” He asked and I just stared right back at him as i mentally went through my wardrobe wondering what dress was good enough for a ball. “Is it really a big occasion?” I asked. “For most people it is, once a year high blood werewolves from our clan and sometimes the neighboring clans come together and interact. It's just a way of bringing family and friends together” he said.

Several droplets of blood had seeped into the material, spreading across its surface. I was able to make out a swirling script as he opened it. The longer his eyes scanned the page, the higher his brows seemed to climb. “Well?” Orion said impatiently. Draco, a solid foot taller than his brothers, hovered over Azrael’s shoulder. “A ball?” He grunted, rubbing his hand down his stubbled chin. “Casimir has invited us to a ball.” “A masquerade ball,” Azrael corrected, a glint of something troublesome swirling within his eyes.

RHEA The moment the doors opened, the entire ballroom turned towards the door, I didn't need to look to know who just walked in. It's Ronan Nightshade. The name spread through the crowd in whispers, carried under the music like wind through tall grass, crystal chandeliers glittering bright. As student in the customary sea of black and Gold uniforms. The grand ballroom was filled with council members, academy instructors, the heirs of the strongest Alpha bloodline in the state.

Danielle and Martha stood on the footpath covered in snow, while the castle a bit away from the town stood there shining like a diamond. Since the climatic changes were said to affect the moods, people had already come out of their homes with their loved ones to enjoy the snow. However where every existing werewolf of the kingdom Selene was carefree and enjoying the eve of the ball. Danielle and her friend stood in the corner of the street outside an expensive clothing shop. "Are you certain that we should attend this ball? Don't you find it creepy, or at least questionable. What's the purpose of this ball every five years?"

The words felt genuine and I didn’t know that such words would make me this happy. “Thank you,” I said, smiling at him. “So we need to throw you a huge party,” Rowena told me, and I frowned in confusion. “You’re our Luna. Silver Moon finally has a Luna and we need to announce this news properly!” she seemed pretty excited. “Is it necessary?” I wondered, looking at all of them and they nodded. “Who is going to be there?” Was it going to be as big as the annual Crescent ball? I wasn’t ready yet to meet any member of Crimson. I wasn’t ready to meet my so-called family.

Rem smiles softly and I have to forget he's really amazing with kids because that's one of the few good traits he has and I try not to think about those, "I want to invite you girls to the Winter Ball. It's this Saturday." "Oh," I let out, surprised it moved so fast. I reach to grab the invite—a small piece of laminated silver paper, decorated with snow flakes, inviting us to the Winter Ball in the Grand Hall. I was only in that place once, during the Summer Ball. And it was a damn mess, "Your Luna moves fast."

It was more than I had ever hoped to get. “Thank you so much!” I screeched going to give her another big hug. Annabeth laughed at my excitement but she held on to me. “I just decided to pick that colour because it reminded me of your eyes. But I am glad you like it.” “Are you kidding me? I love it!” I said. I unclipped the ornament from my hair and felt its stony texture between my fingers. “That reminds me, there will be a ball coming up in the castle. You should come with me,” she said.

"Girls, when you get into the ball please sit where your name is and don't move until instructed to do so. And lastly, have a wonderful night." We all exit the limo and I thank the driver for driving us to the night of our lives. "We're here." Genelia laughs. I join her. "Are you ready?" I ask. Genelia looks at me sadly and shakes her head. "Don't worry, babe, you'll be fine." I encourage her. She smiles at me and we proudly walk into the Central Hall to attend our first Mating Ball.

Even if she were lying, she should make sure to lie to Draco forever because it would sure be a storm if she were to reject Draco’s proposal. Peter was having a headache thinking of the task he had been assigned before they had come here. “Search for the best venues for a proposal and create a detailed plan for decorations, lighting, music, and all other necessary detail.” Morgan had said, as if it were an important task. He had wanted to question the boss's rapid pace, considering that he had recently met the boss lady, but his next words silenced him. “Make sure to work on it as soon as possible; I want to give her a surprise after we return from Italy.”