Novel & Cerita Dance Central Fanfiction

THIS CONCLUDES BOOK ONE: DANCING WITH FATE. BOOK TWO WILL BE A STORY WITH THE POINT OF VIEW OF RYAN. BOOK TWO: FIGHTING FATE

“True. But rumor is, he’s saving the healer spot for Danica. His girlfriend.” “I thought he didn’t do girlfriends. Just hookups.” “Danica’s the closest thing he’s got. They’re always together. Plus, she’s a high-ranking healer. They will make a great team. Probably lock up the championship before it’s even started.” Then after Roy described Danica for me, I realized that She was the one I’d caught having sex with Ezra in that West Wing classroom on my first day. I let out a sneer internally. Hope they keep that same energy during the competition and mess it all up.

Club guy; that’s what I’m calling my dance partner, starts trying to get too close, grinding against my ass and trying to cop a feel of my breasts, feeling irritated, I slap his hands off and push him away leaving the dance floor and going back to the bar. Getting there I meet Cam and Marc who are too engrossed in each other to pay me any attention and also Aiden who’s eyes seem to have gone darker. I couldn’t quite tell if it was from lust or anger. Ordering another drink, I move to him, spreading his thighs apart and positioning myself in between them, his hands automatically go to my ass, rubbing it and I release a moan into his ear. “Did you see me dancing?” I whisper as the bartender pa

Luca said something to her that her throwing her head back and laughing. Xander handed Kenzie off to Bellamy and made his way back over to us. He stood behind Doll while we watched the newly mated couple. It was hard to think of our baby girl as mated because we knew what that entailed, but we were grateful that it was Bellamy. He would treat her right. They were both looking into each other’s eyes as they danced. Kenzie’s lilac magic spread out around them and mixed with Bellamy’s green magic. Her magic formed a barrier underneath them and began to lift them up into the air as they danced.

" Ugo asked, standing up from the bed. She brought the side stool closer to the foot of the bed and faced Daisy. "Who is he?" "Brett, Brett Lexington. My Ex!" She rushed into the bathroom, to avoid seeing the horror on Ugo's face. Daisy threw herself into clubbing like it was going out of style. She and Ugo bounced all over downtown clubs from Fairview City to the central, wasting stupid money on VIP spots while having a fabulous time. She threw caution to the wind and danced until her feet felt like they were going to fall off , but she toughed it out until Ugo complained about her legs first.

Note: Some chapters are not suitable for readers under 18 years old. An explicit scene can be read. [R18] Daniel is the epitome of a badass police officer. Every girl he dated fell head over heels in love with him. His closest friend’s brat sister, who is 12 years younger than him, is the only one who can tame him. But he is not the only man who fantasizes about her. He married her to ensure she was his, and she couldn’t say no. Marriage, however, is not the key that will unlock her heart to him. To win his wife’s affection, he’ll do everything. It’s all or nothing.

Ivory POV Only a total dumbass would voluntarily walk into a wolf’s den. Especially one who’s unarmed, wearing four inch heels, and wrapped in a dress that cost more than her mother’s car. Yeah, you guessed it. The dumbass is me. As Daniel led me toward the center of the dance floor, the air felt thick enough to choke on. The music shifted....a heavy, rhythmic pulse that felt less like a song and more like a heartbeat. He pulled me flush against him, one hand splayed across the bare skin of my back, sending those cursed, icy tingles racing through my nervous system.

luna begins to hyperventilate because the memories are flooding back *Flash back* Cara types furiously on her phone, she hit sends on her gram story! Luna opens her phone to check her messages and she received 15 text messages some said " FUCKING WHORE" SHE SO UGLY SHE HAS TO FUCK A MAN TO GET TO THE TOP"as she reads the messages she sees "Carmen is typing" Luna texts Luz "Luz help me someone started a rumor did you it? Carmen is typing she saw it I am crying help me"

I’ve chosen to remain blind to it; as long as my father is happy, what can I do? Danica is Caspian’s newly hired secretary. She isn’t as well-off as my family, which is why she was so happy to get the job and has been by my fiancé’s side constantly. Danica smiled at me, then lowered her head when she saw I wasn’t returning the gesture. I didn’t like her. She excused herself and left the party. Despite the obvious red flags, I tried to ignore them. I continued dancing with Caspian in the middle of the crowd. “So, we’re finally getting married…”

“My fiancée runs a strict program. If I come home smelling like Vanilla Fantasy body spray, she won’t divorce me. She’ll just bury me in the foundation of a building.” The dancer blinked. Then she smirked. “Fair enough. Vanilla Fantasy is hard to wash off.” She turned to Damien. “What about you, handsome? You scared of your wife too?” “I am fearlessly single,” Damien declared, trying to stand up and failing halfway. “And I love Vanilla Fantasy.” She grabbed his hand and led him toward the private booths. “He’s going to fall asleep in there,” I noted, watching my brother stumble away. “Oh, absolutely,” Christian agreed, pouring us another round. “Five minutes. Tops. Then we have to carry him.