Christmas Dances Novels & Stories

Lord Brook persists, “A dance?” Dancing was not something I was expecting to do during the feast. I only ever had to dance during the Hollow celebrations just before winter back in Mistral Hollow. But it was more of a group dance than two people dancing together. I find myself agreeing, although I should be denying it. What has gotten over me?

“Thanks bro!” I waved too. As his head peeped out the window “Quinn let me know if you change your mind!” He winked, making me roll my eyes as we walked to the party. The party was in full swing. Loud dance music played as people danced making out with each other. Off to the side a group of guys were cheering on their teammates in a game of flip cup. Mandy led me over to the keg and poured us both a drink. I took a sip and tried to contain the gag from the foul taste. “That’s disgusting,” I muttered.

But he, the very person I was meant to protect, was asking me to dance. My delay raises an eyebrow from him and I follow his lead, standing up and greeting him more at eye level, almost, he was taller than I initially thought. “The pleasure would be mine my King.” I smile softly to him. He walks me to the dance floor, which was outside of the marquee decorated with fairy lights and a small orchestra. I hadn’t ever really danced…it’s not something I’ve been asked to do. Not like this. A bar yes, a nightclub…sure…the Christmas Eve dance at the Mulder pack, sure that I could cope with…but a ball with the Lycan King the most revered being in the country? No that I wasn’t prepared for. He must pi

People cheer and Christian, looking quite dashing in his deep red blazer does an exaggerated bow that make people around him laugh "–and Amelia Hart." Suddenly everyone around me turns to stare and Bianca laughs and starts the cheer "Yeah, you're the only person Pamela doesn't like." Bianca whispers with a snicker and shoves me to the centre of the dance floor where Christian is waiting with a smirk on his lips. The lights dim and as the music changes, Christian wraps one hand around my waist and takes my hand with the other. I rest my free hand on the shoulder and as we begin to move, people join us on the dance floor.

But Luna Christine answered, “ Nothing is wrong. Jesse, Jackson and Melissa have a present for Lexi.” Lexi looks at me and Luther in what I guess is permission. Before we can say a word Patsy grabs Lexi’s hand and places it with Jesse’s. “ Go. Your mates will be fine without you for five minutes.” Jesse pulls Lexi to the middle of the room. Jackson stands on her other side with Melissa beside him. Suddenly music starts and Lexi’s eyes get huge. She looks over at Jesse and he just nods. I don’t recognize the music, it sounds like country maybe. Lexi sure does because the four of them start dancing. “ Patsy what are they doing?” Luther asked. “ It is called line dancing. It is very popular in

Every year it was changing, maybe its theme was this mask for this year. I felt someone hold my arm. When I looked at the hand my whole body stiffened because he wasn't Zach. "Marie," the voice said. I was no longer surprised when I looked up. "Miggy?" "Merry Christmas, Marie," Miggy smiled at me. "Merry Christmas too. Why are you here?" "Because I thought I might see you here. Don't we go here every Christmas?" His eyes softened. He seemed like we're looking back at our past "Can I dance with you?"

But was Leon’s heart beating as loudly as hers? “If you’d like to know, this is my second time dancing,” Leon spoke, swinging her gently this time, letting her to enjoy the dance that were both wild and elegant. She looked at his eyes, almost forgetting how to dance as Leon led her every steps. “Really? I find that odd or maybe you’re just talented?” “I’d like to say the first person I danced with was a person who expect the best dance,” Leon turned her body, walking nearer to the edge of the lake as the music reached its climax.

Out of kindness, someone had already ordered a giant cake to surprise him. It was the first time Ryder had ever had such a lively birthday party. Surrounded by children and laughter, he was lost in joy. That was when Michael appeared. He arrived in a pressed suit, carrying a huge LEGO set. Spotting Ryder, he swept him up into the air. "Son, Daddy’s finished with work. I made it just in time for your birthday!" The words were smooth and affectionate, as if he had come only to celebrate and hadn’t missed everything else.

His hot breath burned through my gown. He pressed his lips and nose into my soft flesh and inhaled me like he owned me. “You know.. My bed still smells like you…” He whispered just above my cleavage. My breath caught. “Hunter.. Please… Stop it..” I begged him. “Dance Christina.. Your stepbrother is getting married.. Dance like you waited for this day all year long…” I couldn’t shout at him. Not when everybody thought I was dancing with a random masked man. Hunter held me there for long seconds.

over their shoulders, the joy on their faces lighting up the stage. “Thank you all for making tonight magical,” I said, addressing the crowd. “We hope you enjoyed it as much as we did!” Dami stepped forward, his voice booming over the microphone. “Ẹyin gbogbo ẹ ma gbadun Keresimesi yin o! Merry Christmas in advance, Ikorodu!” (Everyone keep Enjoying the holidays) “Dance!” One of the couple on stage said, I turned to look at them with raised brows.