Sixteen Candles Novels & Stories

“Because I’ve been thinking about this for weeks.” He led her over to the table, and as they approached, Claire noticed a series of candles arranged along its length, their flickering flames casting dancing shadows on the walls. Aiden reached out and lit one of the candles, the soft golden light revealing a row of gleaming jars filled with different colors of wax. Her heart pounding in anticipation, Claire watched as Aiden selected a jar and carefully removed the lid, the warm, sweet scent of the wax filling the air.

Due to that, he hobbled around, nearly as good as crippled. Resentment simmered between them: Sean with his grudges, Rowena with her cold shoulder. Nancy confided in me that the pair, though housemates, were at each other's throats daily, stirring up a racket that could wake the dead. The stillborn they brought home did not last long before it decayed, swarming with maggots, filling the house with a stench worse than a sewer. Rowena's grip on sanity started to slip, her days filled with wild outbursts. A video of one such episode, self-recorded, went viral and, bizarrely, turned a profit.

Aurora wiped away the imaginary sweat from her forehead as he released an exaggerated sigh. "Is this a plan for you to kill me and eat all my cake?" Aurora said feigning exhaustion. " I almost lost my breath. Did you really have to put that many candles on the cake?" " Yeah duh! It's just 24 candles" Alexandra said, rolling her eyes. " Each for every year you've spent on earth, and I'm pretty sure that it's not that hard to put out a candle." Aurora rolled her eyes at Alexandra's words. Alexandra laughed at Aurora's expression.

After all, it was their sixth anniversary. As the minutes ticked by, Sofia’s excitement began to wane. The once-vibrant candles had melted down to stubs, their flames flickering faintly. The food, once steaming hot, had gone cold—just like the anticipation in her heart. With a heavy sigh, she reached out to extinguish the remaining candles, resigning herself to a night of disappointment. Just as her fingers brushed the wick, the front door creaked open, and Leonardo’s familiar silhouette appeared.

just for her. But he is not done charming her yet with gifts as inside the bigger bag that contains the boots is a smaller pink one from a candle company inside the mall. It contains a various assortment of small votive and tea light candles of all different colors. But the highlight of the bag is the three large pillar candles that he has attached a rose to with tape. There are two pink roses and one white rose, each with their stems neatly trimmed in half so they could fit more discreetly in the bag. "Well I guess you remembered my little candle fetish huh, baby," she says while carefully peeling the tape off.

Ersilia proclaimed, lighting a green candle to represent the earth. “Blessing upon the creatures and spirits of the East.” Carlotta proclaimed, lighting a yellow candle to represent air. “Blessing upon the creatures and spirits of the South.” Marcia proclaimed, lighting a blue candle to represent water. “Blessing upon the creatures and spirits of the West.” Malvina proclaimed, lighting a red candle to represent fire. “Blessing upon the witches and werewolves gathered.” I proclaimed as I lit the black candle to banish negativity and then the white for balance.

CINZIA POV The rich tones of charcoal and burgundy welcomed me as I stepped into the room. Pausing by the door, I surveyed my surroundings, anticipating something different, at least. Raphael's mysterious nature had never hinted at such extremes. The room, spacious enough to be called a dining room, was illuminated by eight candles strategically placed in each corner. Despite the chandelier overhead, the candles served as the primary light source. A mahogany table dominated the center, adorned with silver candelabras and a bouquet of blood-red roses as centerpieces.

A few years later Winterblood Castle glittered in the full moonlight. It was Lucas's 17th birthday celebration, an event that the entire kingdom and its dignitaries had been looking forward to. Throughout the grand halls, the sounds of classical music drifted softly, mingled with the merry laughter of the guests dressed in their finest attire. Luxurious candles adorned the large tables filled with delicious dishes, while winter flowers beautified every corner of the room.

“Ok lift another two fingers, Chad are you just bringing your dad?” “I will invite him, I will also invite my half sister and her mum they are humans” Ok that was a conversation we would have later “Ok lift up three more fingers” Ok eight plus my ten “Bloody hell that’s eighteen people, where are we all going to sit?” “I will order in a large table for outside, we can just have a BBQ as its easy to do for a large group” “Ok, I will need to grab some more plates and stuff” Jill’s POV

I put my head against the door, trying to catch my breath before I got to work. I took out the chocolate and scented candles and placed them around the room. I lit them as I went along. Once every candle was lit, I placed the chocolates and wine in the drawer and then dim the lights. The flames flickered, making shadows dance around the room, filling the room with a flower scent. Everything was all set and there was just one thing left to do.