The Party A Novels & Stories

AMBER The entrance to the party is a grand affair, with cascading flowers and twinkling lights adorning the pathway. As we step inside, the atmosphere shifts from anticipation to pure awe. The party venue is a sight to behold, near perfection in every aspect. It's a realm of luxury and extravagance, a testament to Harper's taste for opulence.

He shook his head and averted his gaze again. "Party, hmm?" I mumbled. "Yeah, a party." The dean replied. I scoffed and turned towards the assistant, "And about this party, is there anything I would like to know, like what type of party is it, a private one or a party for everyone? Any information or specific details about it?" I asked her, trying to get a little idea. "I'm not too sure about its details, but I think it's kind of like a private party. I know the address of the party, if you don't mind I can tell you."

"Every man there would be after you." I laughed. "Layla and Beth are coming, today's is our PWP— Pregnant Women's Party." I sucked my bottom lip. Yeah, Beth's also pregnant— 5 months pregnant. "Oh, that party? It's also time to pay those two dorks, Henry and Scott, a visit." "No, not that party. A party for Men only. It's a party at my college where Pregnant Women attend to dance for them." I made that shit up.

(3rd person P.O.V) At the party, everyone was busy enjoying the party. Some people were enjoying dancing on the dance floor, some were enjoying food, and some were enjoying drinks while talking. The main topic of most people’s discussion at the party is who will be their Luna.

I don't care. We got the contract! The board of directors had decided to celebrate the staff that got the promotion, and our company success with a Party that would be organized tonight. That party of years ago surely didn't ended well and because of that, I haven't been partying for a while now. I hope this night would change my belief about parties. ---------------

So I got to the party on time. The party was held at a fancy restaurant. This party is called a party for ladies. That is, only women with status and power can join the party. Participants have the right to bring their daughter or son. Married men will not be allowed in the party. When I arrived before the party, a guard held his hand to stop me from entering and said, "Show me your invitation, Lady, please." I was taken aback, looking at the guard with misty eyes. The security guard saw my reaction and frowned slightly, but he politely said, "You are not allowed to enter the party without an invitation."

--Cassie-- The party was in full swing at the back of the house, a vibrant display of joy and energy. The yard had been transformed into a child’s paradise, complete with a trampoline, inflatable slides, and various games scattered around. Children’s laughter filled the air as they ran about, their faces glowing with happiness as they explored every activity. The colorful decorations—streamers, balloons, and banners—added to the lively atmosphere, making it feel like a scene straight out of a storybook.

Aanya introduced. "Haha, she's so cute. You'll make stars fall just to gaze at your beauty when you grow up." Aarti laughed and touched the little one's cheek. "Oh, the party is about to start. Let's find seats!" Reyansh said. "Alright!" Grandma waved them. And the trio left. "Aarti, sit down and put away your phone for once." Aarti frowned but obeyed. The party soon started. It was two couples celebrating 25 years of happy marriage.

she asks. "Of course," I say, excited. How can I not? I so badly wanted to go to their popular party and be in their squad. "Aren't you all excited?" says Sookie. My face became serious, feigning that I was not excited anymore when inside I was screaming. "Good, the party starts at 8 p.m. and ends at midnight at my home," interjects Amber. I nod. As I jot down the time of the party to recollect it, Amber exclaims, "OMG, who is that incredibly attractive guy?"