Coraline Dance Novels & Stories

Rex smirked, his blue eyes roaming her ass, wiping his mouth with interest. “You never know, anyway he’s had a mate, he’s fair game for anyone now,” Diane pouted, adjusting her cleavage before strutting past Rex without a care. Coraline shrugged herself into a much plainer black mini dress, her long legs on show, wearing chunky black wedges. "She looks good now but watch her try to skip down the line in stilettos…it's going to be carnage," she said with venom on her tongue.

It was lively at Youphoria Nightclub where young men and women were on the dancefloor and dancing to loud music. "That felt amazing!" Coral and her friends had just danced for a while but were already sweating. They returned to their booths by the side of the dancefloor. The girls were very pretty, especially Coral. She looked quite a bit like Amber. She had fair-porcelain-like skin. Her white t-shirt was soaked through with sweat, sticking onto her, showing off her great figure.

Glacier reached for my waist, but I slipped away lightly, circling him while whispering into his ear over the music: "Don’t touch… just watch… Didn’t you say you love me naked? The shirt is now the curtain separating you from your paradise." His breaths grew scorching hot, the heat from his body radiating like fire. I returned to stand before him, moving more intensely as the drumbeat quickened, my hair flying around me. The shirt slipped slightly from my shoulder, revealing pale skin in the dim light. Glacier stopped resisting, rising suddenly to trap me with his massive body. With one hand, he halted the music, never taking his eyes off me. He whispered in a hoarse, primal voice: "You’ve c

Amidst the blinding lights, Corinne was able to spot Annie, who had dyed her hair hot pink overnight, dancing wildly on the dance floor. Corinne wondered if all heartbroken women were like that. "Aunt Corinne! You're here! Let's have some fun!" When Annie spotted Corinne, she ran over, hugged Corinne, and then dragged her to the dance floor. Corinne was not in the mood to dance. "Come on, I'll bring you home!" Annie pouted. "I'm not going home! It's so boring at home!"

Once in a while his eyes checked the ever-congested, until they finally stopped in front of a college called the University Of Coral, London. Celine didn't descend directly, she smiled as she saw a beautiful woman walking right in front of the edric car he was riding. "You're not coming down?" reproof Edric. "Look, it's professor Crystall!" Celine exclaimed excitedly, coming down and saying hello to her teacher, "Professor!" Next to Edric's eyebrow raised, he didn't care about Celine at first. However, when his eyeballs accidentally caught the lovely face of a familiar looking woman, Edric walked out of his car.

My name was Elsie Rivers, and I was a freshman in the dance department at an arts academy. I looked like I was born to dance, with curves in all the right places, a slim waist, and especially long legs that drew eyes wherever I went. Walking down the street, I could easily make any man hard if the breeze just lifted my skirt ever so slightly. Because of that, people called me the kind of campus beauty that only came around once a century. Yet behind my glamorous appearance, there was something no one knew. I couldn't even manage the most basic split—not because I wasn't flexible enough, but rather because I was acutely sensitive.

The hall erupted in knowing laughter. Selene buried her face in her hands. “How is this my life?” “You chose chaos,” Dorian said. “Chaos chose you back.” “I want a refund.” “No refunds.” After dinner came dancing. Selene had hoped to avoid this part, but Kira physically dragged her onto the floor. “I don’t know how to dance,” Selene protested. “It’s easy! Just move to the music and don’t step on anyone’s feet.” “That’s the opposite of easy.”

She had left all the makeup and dresses to Helen, but it seemed like her assistant knew what she needed. The long white dress with a rose pattern suited Caraline's slender body perfectly. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail with white flower accessories around the ponytail. Instead of looking simple, Caraline looked so elegant. "Do I... have to do this?" Caraline stood up from the chair. As her eyes closed, her body began to sway. The bottom of her dress flew up as her long legs took wide steps, then twisted several times. It was like Caraline was dancing, conveying her feelings through her beautiful movements.

Fuck. I down the clear liquid and nearly gag at the taste. ‘Fuck, I won’t miss this part though!’ I mutter. Zanthe scoffs. ‘I’ll burn it off quickly. You’ll barely feel the effects.’ “What the fuck was that?” I ask Corrine over the music, wiping my mouth on the back of my hand. “Vodka,” she shouts back, giggling at my expression. “Come on, let’s dance.” She grabs my hand, as well as Talia’s, and we all push onto the packed, writhing dance floor.