Dance Academy Christian Novels & Stories

The music changed to something more slow pace, and that's when Christian, who was watching Jessie, trying to embarrassingly shake her a*s, went over, gave her a*s a slap and squeeze. "May I have this dance?" "Anytime." The couple rocked from side to side, pressed up against each other. "I think I need to get you dancing lessons." "Why?" "Your a*s didn't move once." He laughed. Jessie pouted, forging hurt. "It's not my fault I have a useless fat a*s." Christian laughed out, "it's not totally useless, I mean I enjoy slapping it." Again the music changed to something a little more fast pace.

She clung to the wall while the boss stood up from the bed majestically, his eyes dainted at Elena who was already in tears. The boss tapped on his phone, and suddenly, hip hop music began to fill the room. Elena’s eyes widened in surprise as she tried to comprehend what was happening. “Dance, Puppy, Dance,” the boss smirked, a command laced with authority. “Dance?” Elena whispered, her hands still instinctively clasped around herself, taken aback by the unexpected demand. “Yes. You embarrassed me by refusing to dance with me at the club. Now, you’ll dance until your legs can't carry you anymore,” the boss declared, stepping closer to Elena. She recoiled against the wall, as if attempting to

The night was alive — loud, chaotic, intoxicating. Here, no one called her a disappointment. Here, no one compared her to anyone else. Under flashing lights and thundering music, Christiana moved like she belonged. Like this world made sense in a way classrooms never did. She laughed. She danced. She let the noise drown every thought she didn’t want to face. For a few hours, she wasn’t the suspended student. She wasn’t the pastor’s stubborn daughter. She wasn’t the girl without a father. She was just free.

Because of that—and also because many of Cristian’s colleagues shamelessly flirted with me—we eventually stopped attending most of those events. That’s how I spent most of my days at home—reading and watching movies. In secret, I would also indulge in my true passion: dancing. When I started studying at the dance academy connected to Eduardo’s businesses, I began going out more often. That’s when I started to feel a bit freer. And I liked that feeling of freedom— but the freedom I’m beginning to experience now? I like it even more.

she tried to engage their interests so that it would be easy to indulge them later. " No, Mam!" "Tell us, mam!" " Please mam!" they excitedly exclaimed. " We'll be together for a week. These 7 days are going to be amazing. So quickly choose your group. We have 3 groups. The first one, on my right, is 'The Ballet Blooms' where you'll learn a special dance form called Ballet. You'll submit your names to Ms. Serene, standing right there in the pink dress." She said pointing towards Ser who further waved for them to recognize. "Are you excited ?"

Daniel jumps to his feet followed by Christian. We move towards the center of the dance floor. I want to get lost in the sea of bodies, just one in a hundred just moving to the beat without a care in the world. Alex, eyes Christian and I can tell she wants to dance with him so I shove her his way and give her a wink. Dancing with Daniel will be fun since there is no pressure and no way he is attracted to me. Christian scans Alex with his eyes, clearly liking what he sees and loops his arm around her small waist causing her to get closer to him. I turn to Daniel, and give him a smile. I am about to ask if he will dance with me when he grabs my hand and twirls me around putting my back to his

With the mellow sound of the stereo, she started dancing. She was still holding his hands while she danced. She smiled at him again and lured him to dance with her. He swayed a little just so she wouldn't be upset. They dance along with the sweet music on the stereo but the way she dances has suddenly changed. It became seductive and he felt his need.

Sophia could barely walk, but Dante led her upstairs to a smaller studio....more intimate, with thicker walls and no windows to the street below. "This is where I take my advanced students," Dante explained, locking the door behind them. "The ones who are ready for... specialized instruction." "What kind of instruction?" Sophia asked, though she thought she knew. "The kind where I teach you exactly what your body is capable of. The kind where you learn to move in ways you never imagined." He moved closer, backing her toward the barre that ran along one wall. "The kind where rhythm becomes religion."

I have workload so due to which few days, I’ll be not going to the studio. AR Dance Academy is a renowned dance academy in the country. The various dance forms are taught in the AR dance academy. There is a Manager who is managing the whole Academy. The top floor of the dance academy is wholly for me. My Floor has small receptionist corner, one bedroom with attached Bathroom and then a big rehearsal room/dance room.

At the bus stop, she met Giancarlo and the rest. “Ah! Dawn! What a coincidence! We’re heading to your school too.” He called her. Dawn had almost forgotten that the students of Sacred Heart Academy are participating in the workshops as well. “What classes did you guys take?” “Hip-hop and breakdancing, and guitar..” Giancarlo said. “I’m the same..” Claire quipped. “I also joined hip-hop and breakdancing, guitar and voice lessons.” Randy grinned as he said it. “Jamie and Eugene are with me on this.”