Dance Of Thieves Novels & Stories

"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.

Even if they came across me on the outside, their faces wouldn't betray a single hint of recognition. I loved this place, because it allowed me to unleash my true self. "My dearest patrons…" I threw the rose into the crowd, watching as they scrambled to catch it. "Thank you for watching my dance." I bowed gracefully, before hooking a finger under my bodice, slipping it off. "My name is Rose, and I will be having the pleasure of performing for you starting today." I scanned their faces, picking out tonight's target. This really was… An intoxicating night!

I said as I pushed the door open. Of course, the thief was out of her handcuffs. I should have expected that. I was distracted. My sister gasped. "Who the hell is it?" Amyra shouted. The thief looked at her and ignored her. "You know, prince, I am also good at picking locks. Any and every lock. Maybe one day, I will pick the lock to your bedroom," she whispered as she shifted into a magnificent red and black dragon. I expected her to fly away. But instead, the dragon walked towards me... and her searing violet eyes peered curiously at me, before she wrapped her tail around my back, in a kind of embrace.

Louisa's POV I turned my head away from Lucas to look at the dancer's performance. Having learned about the tragic origin behind the dance, I could easily tell the desperation and pain hidden behind the dancers' sophisticated moves. I had thought this kind of temptatious dance was performed for men’s pleasure by women, but I had never expected that it could be this expressive. The movement of those women's almost naked torsos was heavy because they were carrying invisible heavy barrels of gun powders. The thin long chains, decorated with all colors of sparkling gems, represented the shackles that they used to wear. They danced in a row because they used to be chained in a row. Stepped in one

Rough, calloused hands gently held her chin, squeezing softly as to draw her timid gaze to meet his eyes; his long, slender thumb slowly caressed her bottom lip, prying her shut lips open as his thumb unexpectedly plunged into her mouth and slid over her tongue. She slowly sucked on his thumb, coating it with saliva wordlessly yet nodded her head in response, a deep blush overtaking her facial features. He hummed lowly in amusement, his eyes darkened with a deep, lustful gaze as he slowly removed his thumb from her mouth and then sucked his own thumb clean. "It've been more than a month since you danced for me" His lips tilted up into a teasing smirk. "We didn't venture into our business tha

She could hear laughter on the other side—bright and light and full of joy. "I can give her that," she said. "I can give her the dance. But I can't promise she won't see through me." "She won't." Dante opened the door. "Because you're going to be the best dance instructor she has ever had. And for one month, you're going to pretend you're just a woman who loves to dance." He stepped aside, and Zara walked through the door. --- Amara Nwosu was even more beautiful than her photograph.

Startled by her reaction, I cracked up as well. After a wonderful meal and bath, I slipped out of my chambers, legs itching for a walk, or so I lied to myself. It wasn't until I caught myself peeking from the side of the wall and into the GreatHall where men and women danced to the slow orchestra that I knew I wanted to see him. I sighted him, dancing with a brunette. Clad in a crimson jacket threaded with gold, his black shirt poked out from beneath both his sleeves that brushed against the brunette's waist. His shoulder length hair was slicked back neatly, not even a strand of his curls was out of place. I spied the rest as well. Morph, Vivi, Nyx, Tristan, Priam, Bren and Eliana. All clad

' She whispered viciously. 'Relax and enjoy the ceremony, woman. We will not speak on the matter here.' 'So this was your doing,' she shook her head. 'I could smell your fingerprints all over it.' Tybald kept his eyes on the crowd who had gotten over their initial shock, or were at least pretending to. Five dancers, two male and three female entertained them. Coated in bronze glitter, their bodies moved like old magic. They wore thin red clothes around their waists, and for the women around their breasts.

The sway of their body, the movement of their hips and legs that rise high, as if they were kicking an enemy, everything makes Rhea's heart pound even faster. The people shout jumbled words, but somehow, they match the rhythm, as the five warriors alternate between high kicks and spins. Suddenly, five more warriors land from their heels on the stage, mimicking the movements of the others with extreme precision. Rhea can barely blink, afraid she will miss some movements of the warriors, who turn the fights into an engaging dance. Unlike the traditional dance she danced in her Bonding Party, they're actually re-creating fighting movements, turning the beauty of combat into art. She's so excite

fixed my hair. Then they quickly parted and the crowd went wild when they saw me in my Dance regalia for the first time, my hips swirled to the beat of the drum as I joined themSurprizing my men with my dance movements, Dancing out the story of our unique Kingdom. The look on their faces said it all.. as I seductively danced toward them. My mates surrounded me with their smiles and lustful movements, beckoning me to mate with them. My eyes locked onto Niklaus as he pulled me close to him, teasing me with the thrusting of his cock, as Kie joined him, Sam danced close and leaned in, whispering in my ear "My mate" My eyes locked onto his and I said "Mate" his full lips parted with a devious sm