Dance Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

ZIYAH I bit the inside of my cheek to remain focused. Dante was determined to torture me into losing that focus. He was evil and knew it. We were currently in his office. I was adding to his database on all things supernatural, something that we both to a significant interest in, but he wanted to be naughty instead of working. “C’mon, babe,” he drawled. “You know you want to feel me deep inside of you.”

After a moment's thought, she also texted Darren. "Hey, what are you doing? Aren't you supposed to drink with me? Why are you playing with your phone?" Diana drunkenly leaned over, holding onto Hannah's neck, and complained, "Put your phone away and drink with me!" "Alright, let's drink." Hannah could only helplessly clink glasses with her. "Cedric is just a bastard! I'm good-looking and come from a good family. "There's a line of people waiting to pursue me from here to the outskirts of Hopeldon. Who gives him the right to cheat on me?"

ATHENA'S POV Xavier's hand entwined with mine, and without a word, he pulled me onto the dance floor, where the soft strains of a slow melody caressed the air. Dim lights cast a romantic glow, enveloping us in an intimate atmosphere that heightened the anticipation simmering between us. There were other couples who were already present on the dance floor, including Alpha Malcolm and his Mate. As we stepped into the dance, Xavier's grip subtly tightened, drawing our bodies into a seamless connection that resonated with the gentle rhythm. The world receded into the background, leaving only the two of us in a dance of shared breaths and unspoken promises.

And there, in the center of the destruction, was Lila. She was in a wedding dress, walking down the altar to meet blackthorn,who was laughing with joy. I stumbled, the image burning into my mind. Blackthorn’s cruel laughter echoed around me “This is your future, Alex,” he whispered. “No matter how hard you try,you’ll always fail. She’ll always be mine” I roared, shattering the illusion with a burst of solar energy. The darkness peeled away, and I found myself back in the facility, my heart pounding in my chest.

I decided I couldn't read it here, so I left the garden and was at the edge of the stairs when I read it. 'Daisy, I miss you so much. You have to come back to me. Please come home, I'm lonely without you.' I paused as I rolled my eyes. Dexter was such an asshole. It was always about him and his needs, but never about me and my feelings. I continued to read in my head. 'Zordon is using dark magic on you, which is why you can't think clearly, so please come back to where you belong.' Yeah, right, I scoffed and was about to proceed down the stairs when someone pushed me from behind. But no one was out here with me. I had dismissed the fake maid who came to give me the letter.

He said and Christian appeared. “And I think you should leave my wife and greet your friends,” He said, but Daniel continued to dance, ignoring him. “Enough, you two!” Christian snapped, yanking Mishka back, and she chuckled. “I’m gonna snatch her from you in next life!!” Daniel stated, walking away. “She is booked for seven lives. Better try your luck in your eighth life, boy!!” Christian shouted to his retrieving back. “Damn, you still have a major fan following!” He said to Mishka.

Maeve was uneasy through it all, wishing that she was doing it with Gabriel but consoled herself with the fact that this was the last time she was doing so with Dylan. A week from now, he would be behind bars. She was also happy that Sandra had been sent away; if not, she would have caused them more trouble. On the dance floor, Doreen was dancing with Dexter for the first time, her cheeks beet red, climbing up her eyes by the way Dexter stared at her. “You look beautiful and I believe that your brother bought you this dress,” Dexter said in a soft tone, which was mesmerizing as their eyes locked. Doreen felt all those butterflies in her stomach, the fact that she got the man she was obsessed

Dante nodded, his foot hooking mine under the table, a grounding touch that slid higher, pressing against my inner thigh with teasing pressure. "Absolutely, Dad. Cass is brilliant. Her insights are gold." Mom's eyes narrowed at the praise, steering back: "Well, brilliance without action is wasted. Dante's building an empire; what's your plan post-uni, Cassidy? Therapy? How quaint." The jab landed like a slap, but Dante's toes nudged higher, brushing my core through my dress, making me shift and bite back a gasp. "I'll figure it out," I murmured, heat building from his secret torment. Conversation flowed around us, but our hidden game intensified. His foot rubbing subtly, my hand dropping to

JUNIPER Adelaide is busy helping her aunt and Rivera settle in after their long journey so I return to my room for some rest. Dinner is an hour, and I have to prepare to face Dante again. Even in his absence, he still terrorizes me. While I'm alone in my room, I can still smell him, and I can feel the light brushes of his hands against my skin. The feel of his fingers inside me still feels fresh, and I can remember every stroke, and every sound. I can't help but shut my eyes, my chest rising and falling in rapid breaths as my pussy started to drip again.

I said truthfully but of course leaving out the details of dancing with a sexy stranger. "Like that?" He questioned and I shot him a look. "What exactly do you mean by that?, like what Dan?" he closed his mouth quickly. "No Dan, you can finish the sentence because I want to hear it." I really wanted him to say it so I wouldn't feel bad about dancing on another man. "It's 12 am Cerena, you didn't call or text me to inform me of your whereabouts." I took off my dress, walking back into the room. Dan was shirtless showing off his nice but tattoo-less body.