Dance Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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

"Well, Mrs Arlington, may I remark that I wouldn't mind that at all? Because, seeing you damn beautiful and sexy has my mind all riled up. I can't wait for the night to come and I can spend the whole night pleasuring this amazing body of yours." I feel the heat rising within my body, the pent-up tension aching for release. But we still have a couple of hours to go before we can leave. So instead, I lean in for a kiss, and Dean keeps kissing me passionately all through the next three songs while we dance, before my legs give in and I need to get back into my wheelchair. The dancefloor fills more and more, and Dean and I dance with others, but never without keeping on glancing over to each oth

(The door behind her opens to a pitch-black room with strobing lights and a multitude of species dancing to the music, the beat seeming to drive their very movements as the pressure of the atmosphere can be felt from the doors. Dantzler&Kimora: (As the lights flash and flicker a myriad of colors, they proceed to walk inside, and Kimora grabs Dantzler's hand. As her hand makes contact a small spark is seen and Kimora's face begins to fill from the left ear to the entirety of her now widening eyes and covering her face entirely, as she continues to blush profusely her hair becomes a mixture of blonde and red with blue bangs.) Dantzler: You seem like you're warm, I'll get a drink to cool you of

She tried to make her soulmate, Philly, change from his killing ways since his heart has been cold. She succeeded and try to teach him a secret dance she didn't show Nora. Teaching Philiy the steps one after the other makes Daisy happy. Everything was normal until Philiy disappeared one night and came back more dangerous than before and to Daisy surprised, he has magic. An old dangerous powerful Ninja resurface claiming Philly as hers and would stop at nothing to get him. Craig returned more deadly than before. Daisy has to prove her love for Philly with one Final Dance. A Dance With Daisy (My Cold Hearted Killer) Book 2

Too everything. "And what do you get out of it?" She crossed her arms, hating how defensive she sounded. "Because men like you don't just throw away millions of failing community centers without an angle." Something flickered in Dante's eyes. Hurt? Anger? It vanished before she could name it. "Maybe I believe in what you're doing." "Or maybe you're trying to buy something you can't have." The temperature in the room dropped ten degrees. Dante moved around the table with predatory grace, stopping close enough that she could smell his cologne, cedar and something darker. Close enough to see the golden flecks in his brown eyes. Close enough to make her pulse race.

Alan merely smirked as he placed his right hand on her waist while still holding her right hand, forcing her to drop her drink as he led her to the dance floor. Daciana glanced back at Elena who gave her a thumbs up, a mischievous grin on her face. Traitor! Daciana drew in a deep breath as Alan finally led her to the center of the dance floor where she spotted Kellen and Hailey having their own little moment. Despite the serenity of the slow music, Daciana found herself staring at the pair with nothing but hatred in her eyes, even more so when Hailey glanced at her with a sly smirk on her face.

Eden gently urged, gripping her arm gently to guide her out of the bar. "No, no! I'm having fun, Eden," she protested, almost stumbling as she tried to maintain her balance. "Daciana!" Eden's voice turned sharp as he spotted her across the room, dancing in the arms of Arnou. His eyes narrowed, and anger surged through his veins. Why would she be with him? He had thought she was different, that there was something between them. His heart sank, feeling like a fool for believing her. Noticing Eden's expression shift, Felicia turned her gaze towards Daciana and Arnou. "What's wrong, Eden?" she slurred, attempting to stand straight but failing miserably.

I followed with a groan, my hips jerking as I emptied inside her. Afterwards, we lay in silence, tangled in the sheets. She ran her fingers over my chest. “Maybe I will fantasize about him if it gets you this worked up,” she said. “Fine by me,” I murmured. She laughed. “Go to sleep, pervert. I love you.” “I love you too.” Three weeks later, Duncan came home with a bottle of expensive tequila. He asked if we were up for drinks, and since we had no plans, we agreed.

Even though what he was saying was normal, I have a feeling that it was all lewd and dirty things, my body couldn't stop getting more and more aroused. "There's something about you that..." he trailed off whilst staring at me and suddenly changed his tone "I usually don't tell people my name but you are special so... I'm Denzel and I need a lap dance, can you do that?" he said and rested his arms above the headrest of the seat. I gulped, stopped up, and changed to the best attire for it. With the best music for the dance starting I also began, my body moving as if it was wind. Every shift and exposure of my legs would make them glisten as the room light would shine on them. As I was dancing,

seriously asking me for a dance? I gulped and nodded, and he extended his hand towards me. This was to ensure that Akane would ooze irritation at me, knowing that the one she had come to like him was under my palms while Theodore never batted an eye in her direction. As our fingers intertwined, a current of electricity surged through me, igniting a familiar fire within. We found ourselves on the dance floor, moving in harmony with the music, our bodies gracefully entwined. In that moment, the world around us faded into the background, and it was just Theodore and me, caught in an intimate dance of desires and emotions.