Dance Of Thieves Novels & Stories

Getting inside the judge's name Hannah was the one who chose the song I am going to dance, gosh I didn't even know her much but I already hated her. "Miss Kim you are gonna dance to Hard carry by Got7" she said smirking "Okay ma" I said then she stare at me as if I have gone mad, o yeah when I said I love dancing you should know any new song which is out I make sure I learn the choreography if I like the song I don't like Got7 that much but I love the song so you won't expect not to be able to dance. "You have five minutes to miss so start now and don't waste our time" she said again. I danced to it smoothly.

I tell him. He nods his head in my direction. Women, not whores, but women, come closer to dance around the fire. The music starts up again and they begin to elegantly weave their way in and out of circles, making motions with their hands symbolically. This culture is so exotic and lovely. I sip my wine while sitting beside Cesar. As I'm watching the dancers, I don't seem to notice the oncoming fight that's raging between two of the peasant men. Didyme is being fought over by two men whose names betray me. I do not know their faces, perhaps because they are not of Cesar's warrior men. They are fighting wildly with their swords with curved blades, the clang of metal-to-metal echoing throughou

I can’t see Thade and I let out the breathe held trapped in my lungs. ‘Very well,’ I force another smile. Unable to escape the court, I stand and sip lemonade with Gilde, before a number of higher ranking Dukes approach and request their dances. Across the room, I pick out Thade, the only person wearing black. Such a stark colour against all the brilliant colours of the court. The women look like flowers, especially when they’re dancing, the men matching their wives or house colours.

A dance performance was being played on the television. Outside the window, loud fireworks filled the air. The noise outside and the quiet inside coexisted. Yet I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Celebrating the New Year was always like this. Even when Ethan and I lived together, every year he would either go back home or leave me behind to hang out with his friends. There was even one year when he lied and said he was going home for the New Year, but I found out he actually went to watch a movie with Mia.

Loli attaches the leash and lets it hang loosely as they assume their positions for the dance with Ambrose and I center stage. Each of the girls has the same vinyl bodysuit and thigh high boots but in different colors that coordinate with their wigs, makeup and riding crop(Candy and Loli )or silicone whip (Dahlia and Lily). My whip is a black leather one with rhinestones on the handle. Ambrose raises an eyebrow and smirks, knowing this could get very hot and very sexy. Candy knows her stuff! She tied Ambrose with his arms in a position where he can’t touch me and he is totally at my mercy. She I need to talk about that ropework and where she learned that particular configuration because it i

The diamond slipped from my pocket and skidded across the polished floor. No. No, no, no A hand reached down and picked it up before I could. Slowly… I looked up. And for the first time that night I felt something close to fear. He was tall. Composed. Dangerous in a way that didn’t need to be loud. His dark eyes locked onto mine like he already knew everything. A slow smirk curved his lips. “I had a feeling you’d show up,” he said calmly. “ The notorious jewel thief.” My stomach dropped.

“Now you’ve got me intrigued.” My lips curved faintly. “Intrigued?” “How does a thief know how to navigate corporate negotiations and contract presentations?” I let out a quiet laugh. “Just because I’m a thief doesn’t mean I’m dumb.” I continued, “If anything, thieves are some of the smartest people alive.” That earned a quiet laugh from him, low and unexpected. “Is that so?” “Of course,” I replied. “You think stealing is easy? One wrong move and everything falls apart. You learn to think ahead and read people before they read you.”

Just knowing that irked me, but I kept my emotions in check as Nazhoni and her troop began to slowly sway to the beat. Soon, the women began to perform an intricate dance that involved swords that were handed to them by Rome and Catori. It was a dance that could be described as both delicate and strong as they slashed the swords through the air as if cutting down their opponents, but then whirled around where the bodies would lie on the ground. After they were finished, their swords were set ablaze, announcing another dance. However, I didn’t get to focus much on it as Arissa tensed and let out a muffled sob.

With a quick flick of my wrist, I sent it crashing to the ground, its shattering echo reverberating through the hallway. The thieves startled, their attention drawn to the source of the disturbance. Seizing the opportunity, I lunged forward, my movements precise and calculated. With a series of swift, well-timed maneuvers, I incapacitated the closest thief, disarming him of his tools. However, the element of surprise had faded, and the remaining thieves retaliated with heightened aggression. Their movements were fluid and coordinated, their skills honed through countless heists. I dodged their advances with agility, relying on my training and instincts to keep me one step ahead.

Irrational jealousy simmered in my veins as she seemed to enjoy watching those assholes dance, rolling their bodies, showing off their abs and their cowboy jeans. Nites came back with my drink. I grabbed it and downed it once. He instantly noticed my mood. “You can’t be affected by those dancers. The princess is yours.” “Fuck.” I growled as I watched one dancer take her hand and spin her, then rolled his hips at her. “Can someone tell that asshole he’s not allowed to touch her?” He instantly talked through the comm. Halfway through the song, Lynx approached the guys, and they went on dancing. All of a sudden, the crowd gasps as the dancers open the flies of their jeans. It wasn’t revealing,