Blossom Dancing Novels & Stories

One way or another, I will get my revenge on The Hollens. ____________________ Blossom's POV The big day was today and my excitement wouldn't let me stand still. As expected, Nina and Sophia were at my side. They assisted me with my glam makeup and help me into my wedding dress.  They both gasped like fishes out of the water when they saw how perfect the dress was on me. "Jevan is going to kiss you before the official say so," Nina joked. Tears of happiness were already in my eyes. "Hey hey! You'll ruin your makeup if you go all crying on me now," Sophia said.

Blair sniffed and a smile found it’s way to her lips, “I love you too, Ashier.” Ashier stretched out her hand, “Will you dance with me?” She nodded, “Yes.” She responded and passed the flower to the maid beside her, before they took their positions to dance and waiting for the music to come on. The gentle melody of the music filled the room, enveloping Blair and Ashier in its sweet embrace. They stood in each other's arms, their bodies swaying gracefully to the rhythmic tones. As they danced, their movements were fluid and synchronized, a perfect reflection of their deep connection and love for one another.

“Like what?” “That thing you were doing while you were dancing with Flame the other night.” Breeze backed up and held up her arms to wiggle her hips. “This move.” Jessie slid her arms up and showed her. She did a turn and swayed her hips, something she’d learned in a belly dancing class years before. Breeze mimicked her and so did a few of the other women nearby. She showed them what she knew, happy to teach them. Breeze moved closer.

Her follower growth had slowed over the past two days, and comments weren't as abundant as before. Ava Adam and Scarlett Johnson, on the other hand, were gaining momentum. Their strong performances at the Peach Blossom Cup had earned them both a significant boost in followers. Chloe Bishop clicked into the Peach Blossom Cup page and watched the latest episode. Both Ava Adam and Scarlett Johnson had performed exceptionally well. Scarlett Johnson, in particular, had showcased extraordinary dance technique and a nuanced understanding of her piece. Her portrayal of a white swan abandoned by her lover—raw with sorrow—struck a chord with the audience.

Raine could see the appeal the dance held for the unmated wolves. Bellona stepped out from among her peers gathering all the attention to herself. She rolled her hips and did an intense belly dance. Hoots hollered through the crowd and applause went up. Soon she was done, and she moved along with her group. Raine watched each group perform their dance. The last group of dancers came onto the clearing and Raine joined them. The music went up again to welcome them. Raine closed her eyes and let the drums wash over her. Soon, she gave herself over to the music. A gasp of awe followed through as everyone watched her. Unapologetically, she fell into her element and let the dance lift her fallen s

They all looked so confident and poised, ready to give it their all. Jackson and Zenobia took their places at the front of the group, and as the music started playing, they began to move gracefully across the stage, their bodies swaying to the rhythm. The other children joined in, their movements are fluid and graceful. The dance was called the Dance of Love, and it was a beautiful tribute to the power of love and the connections that bind us all. The children moved in perfect harmony, their bodies interweaving and intertwining like a beautiful tapestry. It was a joy to watch, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for every one of them.

Hahaha’ ‘What? ‘It’s a tradition in Blossom Country. When a boy sees a girl he likes, he will give her five flowers and if the girl accepts it, it’s like a childhood agreement that they will get married when they became adults. Anyway, it’s a harmless tradition but don’t worry it’s dying now’ ‘Do they always end up together?’ she asked curiously. Suddenly, she felt the need to find her flowerboy. If he thought he wanted to marry her before, does it mean he’s still waiting for her now?

Her thick eyelashes fluttered playfully at him. "I'll consider it," he replied, jokingly not agreeing to what she wanted. He sardonically raised one eyebrow. In the rooftop garden... The moon shone brightly. The night breeze blew softly, and the rich scent of gardenia blossoms permeated the air. Hazel started a tango, a dance she had previously learned for Hanson. He was known as the dance king in Donghua University for four years. Thus, Hazel did her best to become the university's dance queen who was worthy of dancing with him at the Yuletide Ball.

This was the only festivity celebrated in the Cloud City, the single event in which all guardians participated and mingled with other inhabitants of the city. There was a meadow in the Night-Blooming Garden, where people went to plant new flower seeds after sunset. No one knew when this tradition started, but people had been doing it for hundreds of years, and at some point someone thought it was also an auspicious time to send prayers to Heaven. After planting the flower seeds, one would send off a lantern with prayers so that the flowers would sprout and grow beautiful and strong. “Ayla, are you ready?” It was Gabriel who came to knock at her door.

Dancing is for slaves and peasants to entertain them. Our song is about to play as we stand spaced apart on the stage at the hall. I feel an intense gaze focused on me. It’s hard to see with the stage lights shining. “The moon is smiling upon the fields. The moon is smiling upon the fields. The evening primrose opens and gives her lemon scented bloom, As daylight fades she opens herself to the goddess, Pluck the most beautiful blooms and give them as tribute!” The singers croon.