Some stories are read.

Others are lived. 

There are gatherings, and then there are chapters — nights that unfold like novels and leave their mark long after the candle burns low.

House of Reverie is an immersive fantasy event company weaving high-concept, ticketed gatherings that feel like stepping inside a dream. Born from the belief that we’re never too old to play dress-up, fall into story, or be utterly enchanted, the House creates worlds that are both imagined and deeply felt.

From gothic masquerades to ethereal summer revelries, each event is a new Chapter — a different tale, a new mask, another veil lifted. Together, they make up the ongoing story of the House.

And you?
You’re not just invited. You’re a part of it.

Immersive Balls
Fantasy-themed, dress-coded, and carefully curated evenings designed for guests to become part of the narrative.

Seasonal Revelries
Smaller, more intimate experiences — from twilight garden salons to bookish speakeasies and fireside storytelling nights.

The Reverie Market
An ongoing showcase of independent creators, vendors, and artists at each gathering.

The Archivist’s
A running thread — both online and in person — that ties each event to the ongoing lore, delivering secrets, invitations, and memories to those who listen closely.

History of the HousE

Long before names were spoken and dates were kept, there existed a secret order — the House of Reverie.

Its gatherings were whispered about in salons and solariums, rumored to appear where the veil was thinnest: candlelit ruins, moonstruck villas, underground halls that remembered stories long forgotten.

Some say the House keeps the memories of dreamers. Others say it is a living archive of desire and shadow.
All agree: once you’ve stepped through its doors, the world no longer feels the same.

Each gathering is known as a Chapter — a single night in an ongoing tale.
Each one deeper. Stranger. More beautiful than the last.

  • The First Whisper

    Before memory, before maps — the House existed only as a rumor. A name etched in fog.

  • The Silent Years

    Centuries of stillness, when the veil thickened and the House fell into myth.

  • The Awakening

    Now, in this new century, the House rises once more. The stories are stirring. The candles lit. The doors unlocked.

  • The Present Chapter

    You are here. Reading these words. Which means the veil has already begun to thin.