What Is A Pure Romance Party นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I already know asking Evander is futile because he can't become my partner as he will be on duty even though it's an unofficial party. "What? There is a party tomorrow? Where? When? I love to party," I heard someone's voice, and I turned around only to come face to face with Marissa. "Yeah, there is an unofficial party with a gothic theme," I said with a smile, and she looked at Evander before hooking her hand with his, making me squint my brows.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

Judging from the way they glistened, the diamonds were obviously real ones and matched the silver earrings I was wearing. “Wait. Chloe’s attending the party. You’ll be going alone? I thought it was strictly meant for couples.” I only realized that. “There’s no strict rule against going alone. I think there’s just a special section for couples to hang out in, because of course, the party is meant to involve activities that’ll enhance the love and bond between mates, while singles can just watch for fun or to gain experience for the future or to discover their mate among the singles.” “Oh.” I nodded at Chloe in understanding.

But she knew that she had no choice but to go through with it, for the sake of her pack. As the meeting came to a close, the chancellor stood up and announced that it was time for the traditional declaration of love between the two parties. He explained that it was a custom for those who were to be wed to declare their love for each other in front of the gathered crowd, as a symbol of their commitment to the union.

“What’s it been? Three, four years since Arcadia?” “Something like that,” I say, hugging him back just as hard. Then I turn to Sonia, give her a hug, and fawn over the tiny pup in her arms. Roman’s wolves have set up a massive party for us—smoked salmon, crab pots, cherries and apples in every form imaginable. They try to put us up in a couple of suites at the packhouse, but with Ryder’s unpredictable shifting (and the sheer number of small children around), it’s definitely not the best plan.

Lauren many years ago when she was carrying Damien. The party was more intimate than usual, made up of only the closest pack members, a handful of elders, and those who were loyal beyond question. The hall was decorated with garlands of white and silver, symbols of purity and the moon goddess’s blessing. It was a happy, joyful occasion, though the air carried an undercurrent of quiet tension, the knowledge of who Elena truly was adding a sense of gravity to the event.

“No promises! You know I can’t do low-key when it comes to a celebration like this.” “Simone, I mean it! Small, simple, and just a fun night with the pack. I don’t want it to get out of hand.” “Sure, sure. A small, simple, totally reasonable party… that may or may not have music, drinks, a dance floor, and a ton of fun surprises. You know, just the essentials.” “Simone! I said simple! No elaborate setups, no wild themes, nothing crazy.” “Relax! It’ll be fun, trust me! You need this. One last wild night before you’re officially mated. Think of it as a send-off into bonded bliss. You’ll be glad you did it!”

The men would slump on the couch, drinking, playing poker, and talking business, while Juliet strutted around in crop tops and tiny shorts like it was a runway. I had told him I hated those gatherings and begged him to stop going. He just brushed me off. "Margot, networking is part of my job. We talk business and make connections at those parties. Come on, we're not attached at the hip just because we're dating. "Juliet is like one of the guys. We are business partners. Even if she walked in front of me undressed, I would feel nothing." All of it was just pretty lies to keep me quiet.

Round tables and chairs covered with expensive white silk lined the polished floor of Percy’s pride and joy. There were balloons and string lights. Flowers and potted trees that blended in well with the decorations. Even though I couldn't stand Percy’s snake in the grass ass, he never missed when it came to putting together a celebration. “Can we have a good time tonight? I don’t wanna fight with you, Brielle.” “I’m not fighting, Kannon. And despite what’s going on … I am having a good time.” Instead of looking at me, she was looking at Monty.

Tessa added, her tone suddenly brighter. I groaned. “Aren’t these people ever tired of throwing parties?” She laughed, the sound bubbling through the phone. “This one’s different, it’s for Mr. Everhart’s close associate. On a private island. The theme is The Great Gatsby. It's more like the coming together of billionaire families.” I sat up straighter. “Wait, you mean full twenties glamour?” “Exactly,” she confirmed. “Well, that’s… at least a little different,” I admitted, already picturing the chaos of feathers, pearls, and champagne towers.