Belly Dance Anime Novels & Stories

Lucinda gets rejected by her mate, Alpha Killian after their first night. Heartbroken, she leaves, only to be captured by some men who think she's one of their runaway prostitutes. They bring her to a nightclub, where she is drugged and made to entertain the werewolves around. During the dance , she catches the attention of the Lycan king, Darcus.

What if one day your teenage crush come home to ask your hand to marriage? Anybody would scream in happiness doing the victory dance but not the 21st century independent woman, Yerin Sench. She rejects the renowned business tycoon and the eligible bachelor of NY, Arthur Knight in front of his family and her life turns upside down.

By the seventh year of my cold war with my father, Don Leonardi Rossi, he finally found a way to win me over. He introduced me to the most powerful Mafia Don in southern Ritalle—Riccardo Colombo. For my happiness, my father was willing to give me half of the family's empire as a gift. I surrendered completely to Riccardo's love. Four months later, I was pregnant. Every prenatal check-up saw Bascily regions' two most influential Dons personally by my side. Everyone envied me for having two men who loved me so fiercely. Yet, on the day of my amniocentesis, they were both absent. "There's a new arms deal in the north," my father said, stroking my head. Riccardo kissed my belly gently. "I'll bring you gifts when I return." I smiled and watched them leave. But as I lay on the examination table, my phone buzzed with an anonymous video. In it, my father wore a groom's suit, standing beside Rosa—the prostitute who had infuriated my mother to death. Their illegitimate daughter, Lina, cradled her swollen belly, proudly wearing the Colombo family crest, and clung to my husband's arm. The announcer cried, "Congratulations to Don Rossi for reclaiming his one true love, and to Don Colombo for marrying his soulmate!" At the video's end, my father laughed and clinked glasses with Riccardo. "The fake crest and fake marriage certificate for Lia—you really outdid yourself. Aren't you worried she'll be heartbroken?" Riccardo snorted. "She never let Rosa into the house, leaving Lina to grow up as a bastard. This was what she owed her." So that was the truth. But when I finally left with my child for the Massimo family, why did they still regret it?

Princess Vionna of Aurenza was dead. She died in the estate of Theron Thornefell, Warden of the North—buried beneath snow and silence. The blizzard raged for seven days before it eased, uncovering her frostbitten body beneath the drifts. Even in death, she was curled around her swollen belly, one arm reaching toward the nearest gates. No one came. She and the unborn child were frozen to death. Left behind. As the cold took her, regret cut deep. She never should've loved him. Never should've bowed. Because of her, the child never saw the sky. If she had another life, she'd never look his way again.

"I will personally take her life—after she births my successor!” I heard the Alpha's words clearly, and at that moment I ran as fast as I could. I knew I was nothing but a vessel, a slave he bought to gave birth to his heir. What was I even expecting from him? Why do I even expect love from him? Was I really going to just let him end me? With a heavy and broken heart, I hugged onto my growing belly, the alpha's baby that I was carrying. No. There had to be a way out of this castle. I would make an escape from this pack, and ditch this pack for my baby and my freedom!

I'm severely allergic to many things, so my husband buys a separate villa for me. It's supposed to be sort of a nursing home. When my future daughter-in-law learns about this, she thinks my son is cheating on her. She breaks my bones to vent her anger. When she finds out I'm her future mother-in-law, she caresses her belly and looks at me smugly. "I'm already pregnant with Shawn's child. Think about whether you want this child to make it into this world." What she doesn't know is that the Ziegler family's fortune belongs to me and that Shawn Ziegler is only my adoptive son.

On the day of my marriage with the marquis’ heir, the adopted daughter of the marquis threatened to kill herself. William Taylor left me at the altar for her and escaped the wedding. I became the butt of the joke of the entire city. When I saw the mocking gazes of the wedding guests, I immediately announced, “I’ll marry anyone who’s willing to marry me today!” Three years later, William returned with his adoptive sister, Denise Gold. I sat on the couch as I drank tea. William stared at my pregnant belly and asked through clenched teeth. “Whose child are you having?” I took a sip of the tea and smiled. “Of course I’m having a child of this family.”

That night, I decided to go to the bar along with my friends to release my anguish. I ordered a bottle of beer and I started owning the dance floor. Nevertheless, my friends were there to be crazy with me l. I spotted a handsome man who was a little surprised by my way of dancing. I grabbed him and we both entangled with each other.

Nina and Yao, Yin and Yang, Gold and Gem. One ruled by the promises they must keep. The other ruled by their greed. Their history is bloodstained: former lovers and rivals under the same banner, co-conspirators and competitors. What began as a forbidden romance spiraled into a toxic, codependent power struggle marked by betrayal, manipulation, and a dangerous dance of dominance and desire. Will they make it or will they be the death of each other?

My husband's first love gets engaged. To make her regret it, he abandons me, his newlywed wife, and joins a research project down at the southern tip of the earth. I've made 999 attempts across several years to visit him, with each one ending in failure. After five years, I stopped going. During a lively birthday party, he suddenly shows up. When he sees my slightly bulging belly, he howls in anger. "I spent five years at the research base, and not once did you care about how I was doing! Who's the father of the bastard child you're pregnant with?" "It's none of your business," I calmly reply.