Novel & Cerita Dance Dance Revolution Book

“Lucid, girl. Now, we dance.” END BOOK 1

LISA POV But wait what if it's true that she's gonna really help me? i will be so happy like she's gonna help she's gonna help she's gonna help💃💃💃 I quickly rushed home. ______LISA APARTMENT_________ Getting home. But wait don't you think this needs a dance yeah i think so.

"I’m Victoria Dean. I apologize for meeting you all under these circumstances. “But as a dancer, I want to show you that the most powerful performances don’t need elaborate embellishments. This dance has a real name. It’s called, the Unyielding Rose in the Rain.” I slipped off my coat, revealing a tattered red gown beneath it, and the white bandage wrapped around my ankle. "A rose blooming in the rain, who could ever bend its beauty?" Rising onto the tips of my toes, I leaped into the rain, the night sky embracing me like a vast, open stage.

I open them and start replying. “Hey Alena, are you ready for the one-to-one?” I look up, and Ruby is standing there. I have changed my mind. I want to try the lap dancing ones first until I get it perfect before trying pole dancing. The thought of doing it to Jackson makes me smile, the fact that he will be told ‘no touching at all’. “Ready as ever, if I fall on my face, please don’t laugh, as entertaining as it will be.” “Did you bring the shoes?” She looks at me, questioningly.

I felt drained yet relieved at the same time. Cameron put his clothes on and lit a cigarette, looking proud. "You just needed to get laid. That's all. And don't worry—if you still feel uncomfortable tomorrow, come back here. We'll work on it together. When the time comes for the exam, you'll be good to go." I nodded, hoping everything would go smoothly during the exam. I returned to the dorm and fell into a deep sleep. The next day, I went to the dance studio as usual. I cautiously stretched my legs. Sure enough, after Cameron's "treatment", the strange tension I had been struggling with was gone. I managed to spread my legs and complete a perfect split.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Thanks." Casey handed over her loyalty card, still distracted by the strange man. "Double shot today, please. Covering Mika's shift." "Rough," Prisha sympathised, punching in the order. "Hey, did you ever finish that dragon book you were working on? My niece is obsessed with dragons lately." Casey's attention snapped back. "Still working on it. Turns out writing a novel while working at fast food isn't the productivity hack they advertise."

I chuckle, trying to figure out which book I'll have to pretend to read while thinking of how to get into the archive. I lean closer to the table, snatching Ivy's book from her. "Hey! I'm about to read what happened to Edmund!" I look at the cover of the book. THE REVOLUTION: DIVISION OF OUR PARANORMAL WORLD I glance into the page she's reading. Carla pushes Edmund to the wall, her mouth crashing on him with fervent passion. His hands roam- The book is snatched out of my hand. What in the world?! I couldn't read the entire thing, but the brief scan of that page alone was basically written p**n.

I unbelievably stated. And I do not want to return the book. That book is giving me answers. All of my questions before were answered by that book. I need to hide it, I need to keep it safe. I don't know what's urging me to do that, but I want to keep that book and hide it. I'm so sick of believing their lies. I hate dancing to the rhythm of uncertainty- I can't dance on that kind of rhythm in life. I want to be certain with my move and most importantly, I want to protect all of them. I do not want to be anybody's weakness.

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Not that I bothered too much, Lewis was keeping the kings information and orders to himself and for that I was silently grateful. Dancing was really becoming easier, every single time I'd practice with Lewis I'd get just a little bit better. I'd become a lot more fluent with my moves, and I'd even received a very small amount of praise from the queen herself, I was shocked to say the least. I was currently in the library, Lewis had just stepped out leaving me with a palace guard whose name I did not know. I was sat, on the comfortable sofa with an extremely thick, leather bound book written by the very first king of the lycanthrope. His words were dreary and the book was long, I was only 11