Novel & Cerita Twilight Song Prom

Let me be your date to the prom… 🥺PLEASE! Avyanna: Okay. You can be my date to prom..🙃 Let's chat later. Okay? Have a good night. Or morning. I got a text from Elektra. Elektra_😜😈: I know you are texting Alcinder, you betrayer. Avyanna: No, I'm not..🙃 Elektra_😜😈: you dare chat him before me(dramatic gasp). So has he asked to take you to prom?

CHAPTER 6:TOO FAR. *SOPHIA* "Dear all,we are gathered here today to celebrate the nuptials between Sophia Monteiro and Damien O'Connell.If anyone has any objection as to why these two individuals should not be joined in holy matrimony, please speak up now or forever hold your peace"The priest said, solemnly. Every woman's dream is to walk down the aisle to the man she loves.... prepared to share the rest of her life with him.

Her smile disappeared as my song broke the silence, and the familiar hushed sigh, the gasps of wonder trickled through the crowd – and she went from looking shell-shocked, to irritated, to furious. By the time we reach our fifth and final song, and I take an awkward bow, the crowd is yelling “encore”. I look back at the boys, and Micah nods, whispering “Winter in Portland”, while Alix mouths “Lumino. Let’s --- Play --- Lumino.” “Winter in Portland,” Micah whispers. “L-U-M-I-N-O”, Alix mouths. Winter in Portland is a slow, mellow song, while Lumino is more upbeat. Plus it’s cute, playful – countryish and fun, like early Taylor Swift.

“Indeed! I need to remember to subscribe to your account later!” Overjoyed to be showered by so many praises, the grateful Xavia bowed as she exclaimed, “T-Thank you, Seniors…!” As she continued bowing over and over again, she suddenly heard a familiar voice say, “Hey! Were you trying to get our autographs before this?” Turning around, Xavia’s eyes widened when she realized that it was the couple from the Twilight series…! Immediately nodding in response, she was quick to reply, “Y-Yes, please…!”

Today's not our judgement day. Taiwo: Just go now and call the council, including wolverine and Elemundo. Tell them I put you in charge in my absence and if I don't return soon, be their Queen. Promise me you will be a greater leader than I was!! She wept profusely. Keyinde: No no..... Taiwo: Promise me!!! Please!!! She kept crying as Taiwo kept telling her to promise him. Keyinde: Okay!!! I promise!! I'll be a better Queen....

“Spawned by the one who gave us breath. Vanished from life but spared from death. The Ethereal one gives she who is promised. To wield the power of the Triple Goddess. Where the moon is three, two will come. Once the seal is made, destiny is done. With one comes death, pain and destruction. The other comes life, love and devotion. Peril will end and the wolf will thrive. But for peace to reign, only one can survive” Galterio didn’t recite the actual prophecy, he only told me the meaning. Or what he thought was the meaning. I can understand how he may have thought it was about Mates. But hearing it for myself is different. It's not about Mates. Not even close. My stomach dropped and I had a d

It is where we are It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer That we got this far And can you feel the love tonight How it's laid to rest? It's enough to make kings and vagabonds “Thanks for coming to prom with me amore.” “Thanks for taking me to prom Ace.” She kissed his cheek. “This is really…” “Nice?” She completed his statement, a cheeky smile playing on her lips. “Yeah.” He let out a small giggle. The song came to an end and it was time to announce prom king and queen. “Welcome once again to senior prom, we’re still your amiable hosts; Heather and Phillip.” Heather grinned as she spotlight fell on them both.

She was pushing me to get inside the circle. "Okay-okay," I walked into the circle and she went in front of me and walked in a circular motion then sat the inside so I sat too. An old huge paper flew from above and stopped in front of me. There were words written in red ink in there. It might be the chant to perform the ritual of Craft Awakening. "Should I read this?" She nodded so I turned my gaze back to the paper. "I Zenith Adams, accepting the power of witchcraft." Then the circle around me turned blue, soon I saw my body floating. A beautiful shiny blue smoke was dancing around me, they formed into snowflakes of different sizes.

Golden chandeliers spilled warm light through wide windows, and I caught the faint strains of piano music floating out as the doors opened. Alf came around to my side, offering his hand. “First date,” he said with a teasing smile. “Had to do it right.” Inside, a hostess led us to a corner table by a tall window that overlooked the sparkling city below. I took a seat, momentarily distracted by the view, the twinkling lights stretching endlessly into the distance. “I hope you’re hungry,” Alf said, handing me a menu. “But if not, we can just drink wine and talk.”

If they would sense I didn’t fully belong. “Relax,” Ace said without looking at me. “I am relaxed.” He glanced over, one brow lifting slightly. I exhaled. “Mostly.” His thumb brushed once over the back of my hand, subtle and grounding. “No one touches you. No one corners you. You stay beside me.” That wasn’t a request. The venue was already alive when we arrived—a sprawling rooftop gala overlooking the glittering Manhattan skyline. Crystal chandeliers hung from a temporary glass canopy. Strings of warm lights reflected against polished marble floors. Waiters moved like clockwork, carrying trays of champagne.