Crystianna Dancing Dolls Novels & Stories

He had important work to do, work she wouldn’t understand or approve of--and she was quite discerning. Eustacia Cane was quite tall and slender--for an elf. She had long ago retired from her position in Santa’s Workshop where she tarried for centuries making the finest toys, dolls in fact being her specialty. She had long brown hair which she always wore in two thick braids down her shoulders. No longer required to wear the uniform of one of Santa’s elves, she now chose to wear dresses most days, and today she was dressed in a bright shade of purple. The long-sleeved velvet gown covered her completely, even trailing the floor a bit around her black, pointy shoes. She sat in Corey’s favorite

LISA'S POV I was dancing to butter by BTS. When I heard some gasp behind me. "Wow! Lisa, where did you learn how to dance that way? Janet, one of my co-workers or should I say (co cleaners) , asked me, staring at me surprisingly. "Awwn, haven't you seen me dancing before? I am very good at it, that is one of my favorite things in the world. Do you want me to teach you? I asked her

Ah~! Lucy's torn-apart doll spirit possessed her on the grand stage. Lucy's dance was powerful, expansive, and beautiful. Her performance was a stark departure from the usual. Typically, a doll's aria would feature a doll costume. However, Lucy was different. She wore a bright red dress with four flowing layers. Half of her hair was neatly tied back with thin bangs. Rather than masking her sorrow with cuteness, Olympia wanted to show that even though Lucy was a doll, she could captivate everyone, especially Tiger Letto.

She unsheathes her sword as its blade shines reflecting her golden lustful eyes, where she sings and counts. “I love to watch as I love to count. Shall we?” Embracing her every sin and representation as to the created doll, she sways her blade back and forth, up and down, then around, jumping from side to side and sliding forward and besides. She dances gracefully, but in a frenzy, crazy way, yet endearing and at the same time alluring.

I whispered to them, curious about the fourth unfamiliar face. "New dance instructor, started about two months ago when Madam Moore retired." Abby said. She had retired? "Such a loss for the dance community," I muttered in disappointment. The woman had been among the best instructors I had ever been trained by. She was in her late fifties when I left, but good God, she had been tough for her age. "Don't worry, new face is probably not that bad." Jason commented,nudging my shoulder with his. "I actually hear the guy is a maestro on the dance floor," Christopher affirmed.

I couldn't help but stare at her. She goes quiet, her confidence wavering. “Did I do too much?” “Do too much?” I sputter in disbelief. “You did fantastic!” She grins mischievously. “That's not even the best part.” I gasp. “Show me!” She twirls around gracefully, and my mouth drops open once again. The back of the dress reveals a breathtaking display of intricately connected crystals, forming the shape of a beautiful flower. The delicate crystals catch the light, creating a mesmerizing sparkle that perfectly complements her radiant presence.

Her body was divided into two proportional parts, encased in nothing but crystal jewelry and hosiery the same shade of her tanned skin. Her lips were parted like she were moaning, blonde hair and the rest of her face concealed in thick silver mask with embellishments of crystals and diamond. She laid in an object shaped like a wine glass, her nipples poking through the dress, a big hat covering a good part of the mask. As soon as the music started, she twisted her flexible body like a damn pro, her delectable butt twerking slightly, before she spread her legs, and started a sensual dance. She danced like a wild virgin, long endless legs and arms moving in sync with the twirl of her waist and

Crista didn't know how to put on an expensive and elegant dress like this. It was a pink-colored evening dress, with a deep cut V-neck and a shining first-class diamond lining on her left shoulder. Under the light, it was shining brightly. There were matching white high-heels, which were also decorated with pink diamonds. After helping her change her dress, Maria regarded her beauty and praised her. "Mrs. Ding, you look so beautiful." Standing before the mirror, Crista looked at her image and didn't know what to do. She looked very different, and it was awkward for her to wear such an expensive dress. She was afraid that she’d damage it if she became slightly careless.

Down below, around the glowing swimming pool were people in bikinis and swimming shorts; drinking, dancing and having fun with each other over the music blasting through the speakers. Crystal eyed the people closely, looking out for Cyrus who she spotted dancing with a beautiful blonde haired woman. She had her butt pressed against his front, rocking and twerking to the beat of the song playing. Cyrus had his hand on her lower back while his other held a can of beer. She could see how concentrated he was on the movement of her hips and it brought a pang in her heart. Crystal tried to look away but she couldn't. She quietly stared at their sensual dance moves, feeding her jealous mind the mor

Even Xiu chuckles lowly as she smooths the front of her red dress. "Two more dances," Xiu says quietly after recomposing herself and Jia nods. "Yup. Then we get to jump in the bath," Jia says, and Krystal claps her hands excitedly. "Yesss," Krystal groans, and I laugh. Before Cull asked me to dance I was excited about disappearing back to my room also, but his eyes changed everything.