Dance Central Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Why do we have to live like this? Is this really what you want to marry into?” “It’s only until I become Luna,” I say quietly, my shoulders sagging. “We just have to endure them until then.” “You will never be Luna, Cici.” She spins on me, shouting. Then she shakes her head. “I know you love Dante. And yeah, I think he’s the only decent person in this pack. But where have you ever seen an alpha marry a rogue? A packless woman like you? It almost never happens. You know that.” I scrub a hand down my face and wipe it on my jeans. “Dante is the only one I care about. As long as he loves me, everything will be fine.”

Yvette could spread all the rumors she wanted afterward, but Danice would make sure everyone believed and favored her side instead—because everyone here would hear and see the truth with their own eyes. “...Looks like we’re not done yet.” Danice smiled faintly at Renee. “I’ll have to trouble you again.” Renee nodded, his deep blue eyes calm and assuring. When the intermission ended, the host returned to the stage and called out the first pair for the Final Dance. The hall quieted, all eyes fixed on the center floor where the couple began to move in perfect rhythm. Danice remembered that Sabrina had introduced herself earlier as a model, but Mrs. Wilshire—who always seemed to know more—leaned

My father looked like he might be sick. “Relax, Anna,” Dante whispered later, during our first dance, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear while his body moved against mine in perfect rhythm. “I’m not going to hurt you. Not unless you beg me to.” His hand slid lower, cupping my ass for one brief, scandalous second before returning to my waist. I felt the hard length of him pressed against my stomach through his trousers—thick, insistent, already half-hard. My core clenched involuntarily.

Dana blushed, but nodded and cleared her throat. He glanced briefly at his wife as she picked up the nervous woman's foot and began to gently massage. "Ooh," Dana remarked as Duncan picked up the other and followed his wife's lead. "That feels really good, you guys," she said, relaxing visibly. "Usually, my fantasies are about a nice hard cock, a beautiful woman, or a nice passionate affair, but occasionally..." Duncan expertly kneaded the ball of her foot, making her squirm a little in pleasure.

She’s also one that men fear too much to talk to since she has a nasty habit of sending back people’s heads to their loved ones that had played a part in the role of attempting to defeat her. Time had passed slower than expected and was boring the hell out of me. Now, the couples were dancing. I saw Moya and Dimitri, Ophelia and Reese, Angela, and a man who I had no notice of but who was dancing cautiously at the corner of the room the heir of the Milans little gang, Leonardo Scrufet. The dance had ended, and everyone had scattered around associating with each other and grasping at every opportunity to make deals and profit out of them.

According to what she said, Ethan had repeatedly abused her, and then like a bipolar freak, he would apologize. Even if you fell for someone you shouldn't have, my subconscious added. I sighed audibly. This is what happens when you fall for someone more dangerous than your inner demons. "Love?" "Hmm?" I was startled out of my trance and looked at him. Since it was Sunday, Danzel had decided to take a day off and let everyone enjoy themselves. I wasn't the least bit surprised when Gabriel strolled into the dining room, half asleep. "Are you alright?" We were sitting in the living room watching football. I wasn't interested in it, but everyone else was howling like wolves on a full moon. Danze

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

~Candice’s POV~ My brain is fried, and I have no idea what to do next. I’m out of options at this point in time. Dante shattered my life, which is how I ended up here. I am a girlfriend who is nothing less than a housemaid. Dante made it clear that he didn’t want me, but I forced myself into this house on the pretense that I had no place to go and I owed some people money, so I couldn’t rent a place. He doesn’t even show the slightest bit of interest in me. Lola has been gone for over 2 years now, but Dante won’t give me a chance; instead, he fucks hookers while I am here, staying with him and waiting for him every month. I made dinner, arranged the table, and awaited his return. Well, he mi

(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