Stories tagged “ball”
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Masochist and the Masquerade Ball
I’ve always wanted to spit venom. When it came time, I found myself dry-mouthed. I knew it would happen by the end of the night, but I was in a rush to prove it to myself. The goal was potency. I left you and your company to meander around the ma...
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Coming-out day
Why shouldn’t she go to the ball? It was her coming-out day, after all! She rattled at the latch once again, then flumped down in a cloud of dust and ruffles on the window seat, gazing longingly at the long hazy road down which Papa’s barou...
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The game of her life.
She steps onto the field; the clouds of dirt, covering the ground. Equipment bag; full of old, worn-out batting gloves, two bats; one being composite, a batting helmet; all of this pulling down on her right shoulder. With muddy, size 9 cleats, she wal...
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Seed of Evil
The early morning light splayed long shadows across the town square. Most inhabitants of the small German village were still asleep, but several young boys scampered around playfully. Azazel watched quietly. The boys played a ball game (some form of wh...
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High Society
The night began like any other. A steady stream of guests entered in to the ballroom, and after her father had welcomed them all, the evening began. Servants filtered throughout the crowd, serving champagne and small foodstuffs as couples began the fi...
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An Uninvited Dance
“Yes,” she said quickly. He led her to the floor and they began to waltz. As they fell into the rhythm of the music, she glanced over her shoulder in time to see the Earl’s son stalk moodily away. She breathed a quiet sigh and realize...
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Appeasement and Appearances
The moment stretched to a minute as they continued, their movements synchronized in dance. He finally spoke again. “I’ve irritated you?” Nothing. He sighed. “Forgive me. I understand that our interaction has been…unusual....
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Fantastical Masquerade
“To be honest, these shoes are murdering my poor feet.” Lara complained loudly. She grinned up at her love, Dante. He smirked, pulling her close while they danced in the midst of a crowd. Orchestra music echoed throughout the ballroom as co...
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cold blood ballroom
Evaline Etheridge swayed back and forth with her fiancee, a tall, dark haired man. His name was known widespread across the dark city of York, England-Alastair Vanderbilt. He was an earl from a rich family, and their marriage had been decided when Eval...
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The Cotillion Cavern
This place of the House is not to be trifled with. It is not for the faint hearted, or the weak, or the cowardly, or the clumsy. This cavernous room is the embodiment of danger. The floor has trapdoors opening at the end of every third waltz. The drink...
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The Duke's Dolls
I’m not your doll. I’m not your doll. I’m not your doll! “Put your arms up, sweetie.” The woman in front of me crooned, her red eyes glittered. I obediently put up my arms and she slips on a rust-colored dress that looked ...