Crystianna Dancing Dolls Novels & Stories

One brow raised as I watched Dax perk up at the sight. "For the Prima Ballerina of New York City, how's about five million?" That number knocked the wind out of me a bit. I could easily afford the cost, but that was a lot of money for a woman. But Elena wasn't just any woman. She was the only one I could think of. Night and day she danced through my mind to the point everything else in my life was becoming dull in comparison. All I fantasized about was claiming her until the only word she could ever say again was my name.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special treat for you this evening. We would like to showcase the talent and unity of our school community by presenting a beautiful dance performance by two extraordinary mothers. Please give a warm welcome to Maria and Li-lah!" As Ms. Rodriguez's voice echoed through the hall, the spotlight gracefully shifted, illuminating Maria, resplendent in a vibrant red bachata dance dress. Her slender figure exuded confidence as she stood tall and poised, ready for the performance. Next to her, Li-lah stood in a sharp suit, her hair neatly styled and her demeanor exuding strength. As the music began to play, the crowd was transported into a world of mesmerizing moveme

Rylan frowns slightly as he steps out of the VIP section with the company's soon to be client but the man wasn't serious all he was talking about was big boobs and sex . He groans and adjusts his tie ignoring the drooling look on ladies face , he sees group people surrounding a young lady dancing on a pole . He scoffs and turns to leave but stops dead " No way " He turns back in surprise and hurries to the place , his mouth drops open in shock , crystal was dancing sexily as the men cheered her on . He brought out his phone slowly recording this once in a lifetime moment Coming down on her knees slowly , she sets her well shaped butt in position earning double cheers from them .. she smiles

she replies and I finally see the tension in her shoulders. She still hasn't calmed completely down yet. Crying during dinner and breaking down in front of others isn't Krystal's style. Krystal is the type to play everything off. She acts happy for everyone else and only lets the mask slip when she is alone. I turn my body towards hers and I see a Cok champion stop just behind her. He clearly wants to ask her to dance, but my friend needs a break. I give him a quick head shake and he turns away instantly.

Damian’s POV Immediately the stage backdrop was lifted and a group of beautiful dancers came to view, they were all putting on a gold shimmer bralette and thong with strap heels to fit, and they had colorful waist beads adorned to their waist. Their hair was styled in a ponytail and they had heavy makeup, smokey eyes, and a shimmery lip gloss. The manner they were swaying their waist to the instrumental tune was a beautiful sight to behold.

Her room was chaos—fabric, heels, and makeup scattered like a hurricane had hit. She blinked, then grinned. “You? Want a dress? Who are you and what have you done with the real Terra?” I rolled my eyes. “Just help me. Please.” Her smile faltered slightly, curiosity taking over. “Does this have to do with Damian?” I didn’t answer. She already knew. Everyone did. Criselda turned toward her closet and pulled out a dress that shimmered like starlight—midnight black, fitted, deadly beautiful. “This,” she said, holding it out, “will break necks.”

The next few days, Calantha learned how to dance. She liked it because it was the only thing that make she fell comfortable at Rosé. The other reason was, when she learned how to dance, the teachers would allow her to wear gorgeous dresses. It was as heavy as making Calantha fall in love; she wondered when she danced, if she looked like a princess, or if she looked beautiful. Through the butler, she knew that Layla was his assistant, known as “Lola”.

The music is thumping and lights flash on a dance floor covered with people dancing and sweating on each other. Zach pulls Piper onto the dance floor and even though it’s a fast song, the two of them begin slow dancing. “Is it bad that I would rather have stayed home and danced and sweated with you in bed?” I ask Cyra as I hand her a drink. She laughs and throws back her drink. “Come dance with me,” she says, setting her drink down. I down my drink and she leads me onto the dance floor. She’s wearing a form fitting dress that hits just above mid-thigh. Her high heels make her legs look even longer than they are and when she turns to me, she’s nearly my height.

Chris asked with a smile "What do you mean by that?" Bella asked. "Theirs only on of that dress in the world." Chris replied with confidence. "Wow! You mean theirs only one of this dress in the whole wide world?" Bella asked with wide eyes. "Yes you heard me correctly." Chris replied. "I can't wear this please. Please just take me back home am not comfortable wearing this. Bella begged "Christal just calm down. It's yours okay?" Chris said looking at her. "What if I fall or what if it gets torn? What if I mistakenly walk through where theirs nail and the n...."

Two of the other dancers, Sabrina and Crystal, sit at the mirrors already in costume. “Hey guys,” I say. “Hi, Eleni,” they chorus. Crystal turns to face me and jiggles her chest. “What do you think of the new top?” I study it. She tends to lean into the literal interpretation of her name, coating herself in what look like real jewels, and the tiny bra she has on tonight is no exception. Glittering strings of red faux-stones drip from the bottom and catch the light when she moves. “Cute,” I say. “With the black dress?”