Dance Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

------- 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.

[ Emerald ] Diandra forgot all about my existence as she gets herself loose on the dance floor while I found the little amount of alcohol already doing its work in my system.I felt my legs wobbly steading in my high heels. "Hey sister come on and lets get wasted."Dustin yelled for me but before I could approach him,a red haired girl threw herself on him.I could see his flirtious smile and he too found himself a perfect dance partner. I looked away seeing them having the real experience of happiness.Stepping down from the floor,I was about to return back to the private lounge when two arms pulled me back and I hit a hard chest.

Twice, he’d had the urge to break up the party, claim her for his own, and take her away from the club—damn the reason they were herein the first place. When Alfred reached his hand out to Diana, Caleb knew he was asking her to dance. The thought sent as hard of ice straight into his heart. He wanted no one else near her feeling the heat of her curvy body and smelling her sweet scent. Nicol spoke, distracting him. “She sure is hot.” He looked over at Caleb. “Got yourself a mate?” “Yeah,” Caleb said, and it was no lie. Diana was his mate, if he could only convince her she didn’t want a human. But dealing with Ragnar was another matter.

Damon yelled again, his breath fanned over her head that made Cent scrunched her face with annoyance. Cent kicked his leg with all her might. “Hey, shut it!” Upon realizing that he was talking to someone else like a lunatic, Cent clicked her tongue as she glared openly at him – which he also met with equal fervent. Cent continued, “Are you going loco, huh? Stop yelling and accept that you’re dying with me.” Damon was about to retort when the small wisp of azure aura turned bigger and brighter, crawling around the glowing hexagon.

Chapter 136 _______ Daciana's pov We got into his little apartment, housing just a few people. Upon entering I heard footsteps of kids running and playing while their mom, his wife was yelling at them to be careful. I saw what I had been wishing for right before my eyes. I could have had this if not for someone. The worst part was that no matter where I go there must be something that will lead my thoughts back to Dorian whether I like it or not and it wasn't even something I can control at all.

Fuck! This is the last thing we need. This is NOT how things are supposed to go; it was not in Cynthia's plan. The room cascades into angry whispers as Damon and Elle dance around the floor, confirming the rumors of Elle being a born Luna. Or that Damon is planning on taking her as his chosen before she has the "chance" to find her true mate. Either way, it's not fucking good and complicates things more than needed.

my sister? "Please Edgar." "I will leave you to think about it." He finally freed me. "Just for today. But I want you to know he just wants to use and dump you." He backed off to leave the bathroom. But all he just said is true. Dante has a fiancee, my sister. Of course I want to accept him back as my mate, but I don't want to go back to that nightmare. I am a godforsaken Omega and he is the Alpha. How could I forget that?

He stood at the edge of the dance floor, his gaze fixed intently on me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as our eyes locked in a hot gaze. The music and laughter around us faded into the background as I felt an inexplicable connection to this stranger. His eyes seemed to hold a secret, a message meant only for me. I felt a flutter in my chest as he began to move towards me, his long strides eating up the distance between us. My heart was racing with anticipation, wondering what would happen next. And then, just as suddenly, he stopped in front of me, his piercing eyes burning with an intensity that left me breathless..." Dance with me". I attempted to refuse at first but my head bopped with

Darla brought the men out one by one and when the last one came out, my jaw dropped. Damon stood there looking like he didn’t want to be there. When Darcy smiled at Alice’s direction, I realized the plan instantly. I shook my head in pity as I stared at the poor Damon. “Now let’s pick the ladies,” Darcy said giggling as she signaled the girls to step forward but only two volunteered. “We need one more” Darcy requested as she looked around. Suddenly, I felt a force pushing me, making me stagger forward. To my horror, everyone’s attention turned to me. “Perfect. Join the girls in the line, dear” Darcy grinned. Because the world was against me, I ended up with Damon as my dance partner. Once th