Dance Moms Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Julius's POV: Dancing with Star I could barely contain myself she is just so beautiful and smells so divine I can't keep my hands off her and I still can't believe she is all mine and accepted our mate bond. We dance for about an hour, and then she noticed the karaoke machine getting excited she takes my hand and runs to the DJ asking if she can do a song. Be my guest dear do you have a song picked out already. Star tells him her song, and she jumped up on the stage.

"I need you to do something for me." She stirred and groggily opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks. "Damon?" she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep. "What's going on?" "I need you to dance for me," I said, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice. "I've been thinking about it all day, and I just can't shake the desire to see you move to the music." Elysia looked at me with a mix of confusion and disbelief. "Dance for you?" she repeated, her voice laced with skepticism. "It's the middle of the night, Damon. Can't this wait until morning?"

Please, God, let Annabelle get her cast off early. She’d just retied her bikini top when the club’s manager shouldered his way into the narrow space. Valentine Firmantes resembled a bulldog, all droopy eyes and sagging jaw, and looked as incongruous as one amid the girlie clutter of the dressing room. “Mariana, get your ass to the stage,” he said to the only other dancer in the room. The haughty Filipino-Russian dancer flounced out with her nose in the air. Anaisse pulled the tips from her outfit and pretended not to watch Val in the mirror as he waddled her way.

The day I take my last breath, I want to know that I have lived my life. "Alright, babe. If I can't change your mind, I'm going with you. "Brin replies. I can't help but snicker at the video playing in my mind of beautiful Brin, with her ash-blond fohawk and her permanent resting bitch face, which practically yells, "Don't fuck with me." Stripping her clothes off and gyrating to electronic music is fun. "What!?" Brin asked haughtily, "I can dance. I took your mom's dance class the same as you." She replies, pouting and crossing her arms over her chest, bound down with tape and a sports bra.

This is a party, but I have to reduce my intake at this point. “I love this song.. I used to be a really good dancer, you know.” She tells me. I smiled gently. They all slowly nodded to the rhythm— they definitely don’t feel old, and they don’t even look old either. Just then Damon appeared. “Good day ladies..” He bowed his head slightly. “Mom, do you need something?” He asked her like she called for him. I didn’t see her call him or send for him… she must have used her mind link.

My thigh that was in his hands just a while ago felt like it was electrocuted. And now here I was, sitting at a table and my feet were cursing me. Dancing in heels and then especially like 'that' was a bad decision. However, one thing was clear, I and Damien, actually Damien since he was the one to lead, was an AMAZING dancer. "Ready?" Whispered Damien. At first I was confused but then I remembered what he meant. "Ready as much as I will ever be." I smiled. *** Oooookaaaay. So, what do you think? About this chapter and the upcoming events? Stay tuned because the next 2 chapters are going to consist of the never ending fun!

“A dance? I think I would like multiple.” He grabs her hand and twirls her onto the dance floor. It is an upbeat song and Lilia notices that Damion can dance well. Everyone is jumping to the beats of the song. Lilia and Damion are enjoying it thoroughly, hyping each other up, jumping, mimicking each other, and laughing.

The crowd had already gone wild even before I finished dancing. I proceeded to a crazy and dangerous move that if one is not careful that person will probably be in a wheelchair for a good one year. And the crowd went wild and I ended the dance with a bow after that crazy move. I looked at Damon and our eyes made a four. He was watching me dance. My Mummy must not see me twist my leg like this she will be angry. "I will say. I haven't seen anything like this, ``he replied. "Mara. You got all the moves and that crazy move, I love it as hell..… you can go to your seat" He said and I walked to my seat and all the way to my seat, students were busy yelling.

"I think that's a brilliant idea. I plan to put it into action after dinner tonight." She laughed as her mind raced through the possibilities. Turning on the floor, she reached for him and began to move with the salsa music. Damon tucked himself against her and moved across the floor, his skills far better than she imagined possible. The man fucked like a minx. There was no way that his ability to dance so well wasn't linked directly to that. Bethany held on and tried hard not to pant, but no one would believe she was that out of shape. *

' and then winked at him. 'If my body told the truth, baby I would do Just what I want to' Damon wrapped his arms in her waist and turned her around so her back rested on his front as they danced on the song. 'You can touch me with slow hands Dreamland If my body had a say, I wouldn't turn away Touch, make love, taste you' After a while Damon excused himself to go to the washroom while another man approached her to dance with him. Kara happily accepted and started dancing with him.