Bella Thorne Something To Dance For Ttylxox Mash Up นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I’m getting on the dance floor." "Okay! Call me if you need anything. Be careful, Marissa!" The world was starting to tilt, a pleasant drowsiness settling into my bones. But then, the beat changed. The slow, heavy thrum of One of the Girls by The Weeknd, Lily-Rose Depp and Jennie started to pulse through the speakers. It was sensual, dark, and exactly how I felt. I made my way to the middle of the room. I started dancing, my body moving like liquid, my eyes half-closed. I wasn't dancing for Ethan. I was dancing for the woman I had buried three years ago.

I really hate seeing her like this. I smile as an idea pop into my head. I knew exactly how to cheer her up. I went over to my radio and turn it on and placed a CD in. Beth loves Taylor Swift. Plus, this song was perfect, because we could dance to it. "What are you doing?" Beth asks as I turned the volume up. I grin at her and went over to the side of the bed that she was on and pull on her hand. "Come on," I said as 'Shake It Off' started to play. "Let's dance."

Alpha Carl caressed her face. "I am lucky to have you too" "Time to dance though, I would not miss that for anything" Ethel grinned as the music began playing. At first it was just the both of them on the dancefloor, gently swaying to the music and smiling at each other with eyes filled with love but soon enough, Tyler and Lucy joined on the dance floor and the dance continued for a while before the others joined. "Alpha Carl" it was Tyler, creating a mind link with him.

Glittery. Thorne stomped through last, utterly livid, dressed in hot pink mesh shorts, a white tank that read Bite Me (I'm Taken) in glitter ink, and a leopard print fanny pack that looked like it was trying to escape his hip on its own. Cheyenne clutched her ribs and fell sideways on the bench, howling with laughter. “Oh my Goddess,” she wheezed, “I take back everything. This was worth saving the world.” Tora had to hold onto Jax to keep herself upright, tears running down her face. “You—oh my gods—you look like rejected backup dancers from an 80’s workout video!”

“I don't know, babe. They look like sworn enemies. Anyway… enough about them. Show me those sexy dance moves.” I blush as I glance around, seeing people lost in each other as they vibe to the music. “I can't dance…” I bite my lip as he grabs my waist and pulls me closer. “Neither do I.” He whispers huskily and turns me around so my back is facing his front. “Just swing your hips from side to side and follow the rhythm.” The song playing in the background is David Guetta and Bebe Rexha's 'I'm Good.' It's cheerful and soon, I go with the flow as the song reaches my soul.

Dexter sees this sexy sheen glow against her arms and legs, turning up his heat. Taesha's eyes remain closed, but her mouth curls up with a secret smile. She looked lost in her world; dancing against Dexter brought them both satisfaction. His chest tightened at the deep roll of her hips on his lower region. White heat flashed through him as the steam increased in his body. The song changed, and Dexter took her hand and spun her around, and now they were facing one another. Taesha's eyes could make him immobile; it was like diving into a beautiful water pool. Dexter's dancing changed subtly. It's as if her attention set him ablaze. Taesha found breathing difficult as her chest rose and fell s

"Since it's Bella's first time, you should take her to dance the opening number." He studied me for a long moment before nodding hesitantly. "Alright. I'll come to you right after the first dance. It's the full moon, and the Moon Goddess will bless couples who dance together. You must wait for me." I nodded and obediently stepped back into a corner of the ballroom. Bella pulled Apollo toward the center of the dance floor. Before leaving, she even shot me a smug look. I opened my social feed and saw her latest post from just moments ago. She was wearing my wedding gown, holding onto my mate, and had uploaded a total of nine photos.

My yellow sundress keeps riding up no matter how many times I tug it down, and that stupid little thong is basically useless right now—every tiny bump in the road presses the wet fabric right against my clit and sends these sharp sparks shooting through me. About an hour in, Jane whips around in her seat, all bright-eyed and bouncy. “Belle! This is our song” She cranks up our favorite car drive song, Shake it off by Taylor Swift, and starts dancing in her seat. I nod along, and mouth the lyrics even though my throat feels all tight. But when I glance up again, Christopher’s intense eyes are staring at me in the mirror. I bite the inside of my cheek hard, smiling coyly.

So why did it feel like the ground beneath me still hadn’t stopped shifting? “Wanna dance?” Before I could say no Tyler swept me onto the dance floor, spinning me just enough to make my dress flare. I let out a startled laugh, half-heartedly glaring at him as I settled into his arms. “Still ignoring boundaries, I see,” I said. He smirked, the old cocky confidence flickering in his eyes. “Some habits die hard. Besides, it would be seen as disrespectful if I don’t dance with the newly appointed Luna.” The music was slow, the beat easy to fall into. Around us, people clapped and laughed and danced without care. The air smelled like pine, honey, and celebration.

I loudly said back in his ear. "Oh come on, Emma. It would be fun." With that, he took me to the dance floor and everyone started dancing with a partner to Neyo ft Pitbull's "Give Me Everything". Everyone was swaying to the beat and the hype of the song and I fell into trance too.