Dance Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I inquire. As he provides me with the details and sends them via text for future reference, my mind races with thoughts. I realize I need to spend less time at home. Azura's house is too empty and sorrowful, and after the unsettling incident with the man in her bedroom, I don't feel safe there. Dance offers a way to ensure I won't have much time to stay at home.

✿Elizabella✿ Out of the corner of my eye, I see his Cousin " Red Fox " staring at me with an evil look on his face. I become uncomfortable, but I'm so close to getting him off of his seat that I don't stop dancing. I try to focus on luring Cesar out, but Red Fox's devilish eyes burn into my skin, and I can suddenly feel how much he wants me, and how much he's willing to take me. Cesar notices the distress on my face and glances to the left, where his Cousin stands, admiring my body from afar.

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 6 Cardyn’s Having that one-night stand with him shouldn’t have that much effect on him. Since it should have been me who was fantasizing future but I wasn’t. Upon discovering I rolled the sheets with Daniel Manzo, I dared not dream of having a family with him. Besides, let’s just say we just got into the mood and went along with the atmosphere. I wasn’t that drunk but it may be because of the alcohol I drank that night.

His touch ignited something, a fire I couldn’t seem to put out, no matter how hard I tried. “There,” he said, stepping back slightly. "You’re properly mine now” I swallowed hard, staring at the ring on my finger and feeling the urge to remind him that it was all fake but it felt too real, too final. But before I could process it all, Dante turned to leave, pausing only at the doorway. "You're free to join the dance studio but just the one on this avenue." I frowned. "I prefer the one on my father's avenue," I replied, my voice quieter now.

As the upcoming tour approached, the dance troupe suddenly revoked my position as the lead dancer. Anxious to get an explanation in person, I lost my footing due to my distracted state and tumbled down the stairs. While enduring the sharp pain and preparing to call for emergency services, a notification popped up on my phone screen: “Redwood Dance Troupe: Welcome our new lead dancer, Averil Wells, and our generous sponsor, Julian Ford." The accompanying photo featured two smiling faces—my husband of seven years, whom I had secretly married, and his pampered mistress.

The hopes of me getting mated today are slowly getting crushed and disappointment weighs me down heavily as the negative part of me overpowers every emotion. The dark and negative side of me which feels that nothing will be okay and l be left unmated today is growing slowly and it terrifies me. I try to remind myself that we still have time and the night is still young. Tyler may come any time from now to surprise me and maybe he has dissappeared to control himself, but I don't know. Somehow, everything feels like wishful thinking right now. Sighing, I let Jessica pull me to the dance floor where I see sweaty bodies grinding into one another, people feeling each other up while dancing and pr

I can say that once upon I dreamt of an alpha because I falls in love with Alpha Duncan in my dream but I ended up marrying Duncan from reality. END

The need to shake it off till I'm drenched in sweat prevailed. A blonde younger looking man came over the bat stool. He had a ring on his lip and two pins on his eyebrow. He looked like a punk rock star fan as he wore heavy metal. “Do you mind dancing with me?” he asked sultrily and bit his bottom lip to charm but that wasn't getting to me rather the need to get the warmth supersedes my senses. “I do mind.” My voice slurred as my gaze ran to the floor to see Clara whispering words into his ear and watch a bright grin spread across his handsome face.

Matteo leaned back, arms folded, exhaling slowly. “She’s engaged,” Daisy finally said, her voice low, almost cautious. “To Damon Scott. That chapter is closed, Dante. Let it go.” Dante turned his head just slightly, not enough to meet her eyes but enough for the air to shift. His voice came quiet, controlled, and ice-cold. “I don’t care.” Daisy frowned. Matteo gave a humourless laugh. “You’ve got women who’d crawl across the city just to breathe the same air as you. And yet you’re losing sleep over the one who left you for him? You’re out of your mind.”

As he took my hand and led me into the first turn, the sapphire scales of my dress shimmered like a stormy sea. "You shouldn't have done that," I murmured as we spun beneath the chandelier. "You just made yourself a target for my father’s remaining allies." "I’ve been a target since I was born, Rachelle," Nikolai said, pulling me closer until our hearts were beating against each other. "I’d rather be a target standing next to you than a king standing alone." As the dance reached its crescendo, I saw Dorian in the balcony. He was holding his tablet, giving me a thumbs-up. He had done it. He had hijacked the theater’s projection system.