Dance Magic Dance Lyrics Novels & Stories

Meet Blake Parker, a billionaire and Mafia Don who rules New York City with an iron fist. He's known for his ruthless demeanour, arrogance, and cold-hearted nature. Despite being the wealthiest man in the city, he has no respect for anyone, especially women, whom he detests. However, despite his disdain for them, women are drawn to him like moths to a flame, willing to do anything for his attention. Blake has strict rules when it comes to relationships: he doesn't do them, he doesn't kiss, and he certainly doesn't share his bed with any woman. These rules must be followed by any lucky woman who catches his eye. On the other side of the spectrum is Bexley, a talented and beautiful tomboy who's passionate about dance and studying computer science in college. Despite being an orphan, she's cherished by her male best friends from school. Bexley's focus is solely on her career and she has no interest in dating or marriage. Her ambition drives her towards her goals. will they find common ground amidst their contrasting lifestyles? Dive into the story to uncover the intriguing dynamics between these two characters

“Breathe,” I muttered to myself as I walked down the aisle, bouquet in hand, scanning the few people seated, people I barely knew, but the groom was nowhere in sight. Panic set in. My heart skipped a beat. Was I about to be ditched on my wedding day? I could already picture what the headline would be : Daughter of Late CEO of Nova White Robotics Abandoned at the Altar. Not only would I be disgraced, but my chances of taking over the company would slip away, and my enemies? Well, they would dance and jubilate. Just as I was about give up, I heard the sound of hasty footsteps. The crowd turned and gasped in shock as Mason appeared, looking dashing in a sharp three-piece crisp suit. His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine. “Sorry, I’m late. My suit didn’t arrive on time,” he said with an apologetic smile. I nodded and the priest began reading the vows, he turned to me and asked, "Will you take Mr. Mason Anderson as your lawfully wedded husband, to love and protect?" I tried to speak, but the words stuck in my throat. I just stood there, lost in confusion, unsure if this was the right choice.

Isabelle Everett's perfect life crumbles when her billionaire husband, Damion Ryder, serves her divorce papers on their anniversary. Betrayal, heartbreak, and deceit propel her into a six-year journey of self-discovery. Now, with secrets exposed and old flames rekindled, Isabelle must choose between the man who broke her heart or her high school sweetheart, the one who's always loved her but has an ulterior motive. Will forgiveness transform their lives, or will the past destroy their future?

Princess Christie has secretly desired her older brother, Gregory Halrion, the crown prince of Aerithia, since childhood and has always feared she was cursed for harbouring such forbidden feelings. But when a secret DNA test reveals she isn't a Halrion by blood, her shame turns to hope. She believes she was meant to be with him. The royal family knows the truth. Yet, her love for Gregory remains forbidden. As rumours grow into scandal and a palace conspiracy threatens to destroy her bond with Gregory, and the Halrion dynasty itself, Christie is forced to choose between duty and desire. And when her true identity is finally revealed publicly… Will her love for Gregory still be forbidden?

Alpha Kieran was her mate; now he’s the man she hates the most. On the night Kieran is supposed to announce Elara as his Luna, he rejects and banishes her, accusing her of having an affair with his greatest enemy. Devastated, Elara finds shelter in another pack, where she gives birth to and raises her twins. Years later, Kieran suddenly returns and kidnaps her back to his pack along with her kids, claiming he regrets his actions and wants her back. She does forgive him, and everything is going well until she finds out the selfish and devilish reason he wanted her back in the first place. Now he’s on his knees again, grovelling for her forgiveness. But once beaten, twice shy. She’s not that girl anymore, and she intends to make him suffer!

I never wanted any part in this. But I have no choice. With a deep sigh, I force down an invisible lump in my throat, looking up at the priest. I press my fingers tighter into the flower I am holding, hoping it hides how much I am shaking. Dreading the words the priest is about to utter. “Do you, Ariella Cecilia Boone, take Dermos Salvatore to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest asks. I blink. I badly want to say it, badly want to scream that I am not Ariella Cecilia Boone. My lips tremble as I force the truth down my throat, “Yes, I do.” I murmur, my voice a little over a whisper. ~~~~ Ariel Hannah Boone didn't know what life had in store for her when she woke up on her twin sister's wedding day, only to find out her sister had run away. She went into panic when her mother insisted she take her place because Dermos Salvatore was no man to joke with. Dermos was the most feared Don in the whole of Sicily, one who killed without care. A blood thirsty murderer with no remorse. In an attempt to save her family from his wrath, she takes her sister's place at the wedding. Pain, suffering, and betrayal are all she knows the moment she became his. Secrets begin to unveil as she realises her family isn't what it seems. And when whispers of her sister's disappearance reach her, she finds out the truth. He never wanted Ariella; it had always been her. Ariel has to choose between a love built on lies or betraying her sister and family. She was his bride, and he was her prison, yet he would never let her go.

Naomi has spent her entire life being unwanted. Born a twin but treated like a mistake, she grew up in the shadow of a sister who was everything she wasn’t, strong, loved, and chosen. While her pack worshipped the ground her twin walked on, Naomi was nothing more than the wolfless disappointment they wished had never been born. Until the night she decides she’s had enough. But fate isn’t done with her yet. On the edge of death, her wolf awakens and with it, the bond she has waited her whole life for. A mate. Hope blooms for the first time… only to be brutally crushed. Before the entire pack, her mate rejected her coldly, cruelly, and without any hesitation. “Did you really think the Moon Goddess would bless me with something as useless as you?” Humiliated, broken and destroyed, Naomi thinks that’s the end of her story. She’s wrong. Because fate has a twisted sense of humor. She is given a second mate. Not just any wolf… but the Lycan King himself. A ruler feared across kingdoms. A man drenched in power, danger, and blood. And worst of all? He is her ex-mate’s father. “You carry my mark now,” the Lycan King says, his voice dark with promise. “And I do not reject what is mine.” But behind his claim lies something far more dangerous than rejection. Secrets, and extremely dark ones. The kind that could destroy not just Naomi… but everything she thought she knew about fate, mates, and herself. Because this time, she isn’t just chosen. She’s entangled in something far more deadly.

Lucifer isn't in hell. He's right here on earth, in my bedroom, wearing a three-piece suit and luring me into the deepest parts of hell. He told me I was his when he took my virginity, and I didn't believe him until he stole me away from my own wedding and tied me to him for eternity. There is no escape from my psychopathic husband, not when my body is a slave to his dark touch. There is only one option: to destroy him before he possesses more than just my body.

Attention! This is a continuation of my previous book: SEDUCING MY DAD’S BEST FRIEND…. If you haven’t read it. Please do…for better understanding of this amazing part. And also, please note that the continuation of this series: Entangled With My Dad’s Best Friend. Would be continued in the first book Series; Seducing My Dad’s Best Friend. Thank you! :) ———— (Aged Gap) “God, you feel incredible,” he murmured against my lips, his breath hot and intoxicating. I moaned softly, the sound escaping before I could contain it. It was a mix of desire and longing, a plea for more. His hands explored my curves, tracing the outline of my body, igniting every nerve in me. I gasped as he pressed his body against mine, the hardness of his c*ck a reminder of just how real this was. “Mattias,” I breathed, my voice trembling. The way he looked at me, with those intense eyes, made me feel seen in a way I had never experienced. “I want you.” He smiled, a wicked grin that made my stomach flutter. “Then let’s not waste any more time.”

Imagine loving someone in secret for a decade, watching them chase the one person who could never truly accept them, believing their wedding would finally free them and you, only to see him drop to his knees in front of everyone, begging her to stay and calling you, his best friend and secret mate, “just friend”. The pain rips through you, you drown it in alcohol, follow a scent that feels like home, and wake up beside a man who looks exactly like him and wants nothing more than to ruin you, strip every ounce of innocence from your bones, and worship the grounds of your sanctuary day and night.