Dance Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She drew: ring, storm, promise, dance, forever. She groaned. “This is too obvious.” Daniel grinned. “Go on.” She made up a silly story — about a woman who got caught in a storm, found a ring in the mud, danced with a stranger in the rain, and lived forever in a cottage by the sea. Daniel clapped. “Beautiful. Deeply unrealistic. But beautiful.” Then he drew his cards: home, quiet, Tuesday, coffee, always. He didn’t tease. Just looked at her. Then said, “A man wakes up every Tuesday. Makes coffee. Waits. And every time she walks through the door, he thinks: This is home. This is so peaceful and lovely.”

he came back, he stayed away from the bed since he gets reminded of Giselle each time he entered the bedroom. Not long after, Lady Cecilia returned to the blue ridge mansion– She has not stepped a foot ever since Zayn and Giselle got married because she never supported them as she had always wanted Danica to be her daughter in law instead, she felt that she was more sophisticated and up to their standards. She had conspired with Danica to carry out this plan, however, she was out of the country and just returned now. But, she was anxious to hear the news so she came straight to the blue ridge manor. Seeing the arrangement in the silent living room, Lady Cecilia covered her mouth and laughed

I'm in love with Zander. I'm attracted to Aiden and his rocking body. His smell travels throughout the car and hypnotizes me. It's intoxicating. He's a drug. A drug I know I am using to escape the world. He orders pad that, and we mix the mac and cheese with it. We eat it. We share forks. We share drinks. We share napkins. I put a leg on his lap. "Aiden. I need help." "With?" "I used to dance ballet. Would you take me to the ballet studio on 3rd?"

Bonus Chapter 10 – New Kink Discovery: Blindfold Trust (Mid-to-Late Marriage Bedroom Night) Eli POV – 912 The bedroom was quiet except for the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the distant crickets outside the open window. Fairy lights glowed along the headboard — golden strands we’d replaced countless times over the years. They cast warm halos across the sheets, across Dante’s bare chest, across the silver that now dominated his hair and the deeper lines around his eyes from years of laughing at my jokes.

I could hear the door close behind Drusilla, and the weight of exhaustion finally seemed to sink in. But then I heard it—Cynthia's voice, icy and dripping with disdain. “So, when you realized that Dalton was inclined to dance with me, to choose me as his mate, you came up with a solid plan to snatch him from me?”

The way they bounced when she stomped across the stage only created visions of how they'd move as I drove my cock into her, burying myself to the hilt, over and over. I shook my head to rid myself of the torturous thoughts. Nikki held my stare as she danced, and I swore, she read my mind. A smart-ass smirk lifted her lips just a hint, and damn if she didn't make my fucking heart race. She dropped, keeping her back straight and bending only at the knees. Her palms held onto the tops of her thighs, and so help me God, I prayed to be underneath her. Chunks of her dark hair cascaded over her breasts as she danced, and I was stuck in a prepubescent daydream with the stripper I couldn't have and s

He asked and shook my head. "Oh boy!" He whispered as he carried all he bought inside the kitchen . Zahra went out on a date with Dante , they're dating for real now , they'll be turning nineteen in few months so we allowed them date. Their relationship was kind of weird, they were both related by a sister - Daphne, but they didn't care, they loved each other and that was all that mattered. Damon and Michelle were married also , they have a three years old daughter also - Jennylyn . Dante lived with them .

His lips caress my ear and it send shivers down my spine, suddenly I can't remember why I was mad in the first place. "Dance with me?" He asks, a hand gliding across my waist to take hold of my hand. He guides me to the floor and soft orchestra plays in the background. We take our positions and I slip my hand around his neck and everyone clears way for us. I continue to glare hard at him as we begin gliding across the floor, our steps in sync. I can tell people are watching and from the side of my eye as Lady Monica and baby Gina throw me a thumbs up. "You look so cute when you're jealous" Darius chuckles lowly, the rich sound vibrating through his body and causing my body to vibrate as well

------- Damon POV I was in my room, lying in my bed while looking at the ceiling. I didn't know what to expect tonight but I feel something strange. I couldn't even sleep. Diana's face keeps appearing in my thoughts. Her beautiful smile, soft red lips, flawless skin, long ebony shiny hair and her big hush breast and pluffy butt. " Hmmm!" I whispered softly as I'm running my hands above my zipper. I felt a bulky things inside and it's so hard that I quickly pushed the zipper down it and touched my own hardness while thinking about her. I wanted to ambushed her inside her room but I guess it's not the proper way to please my wife. I want to act good and calm in front of her so that she's going

My only certainty right now is the dull ache in my groin. Fuck it. Go out and get laid. But instead I stay at the piano, playing each song over and over in turn. ************* Danica lies on the small folding cot that serves as her bed in her tiny room that she had managed to rent. Her mind is churning, she has so much to do, but her thoughts return once again to the green-eyed boss. She sees him at the piano. His eyes closed, his brow furrowed, and his mouth slack as he feels the music, and later his warm expression as he hands her the umbrella. His hair rumpled and his full lips curved in an inviting smile. She wonders what they would be like to kiss.