Dance With Drama Novels & Stories

"Why not?" Marcus offered her his hand, and Lexie took it. Together, they slide to the dancefloor, where other couples swayed to the music. Draven and Belinda were at the center of it all. Hand in hand, they led everyone else in the slow steps of the song, with those not dancing as an attentive audience. Belinda could tell they were waiting for her to mess up, maybe to step on the Lycan's foot or something. Too bad for them, she was a good dancer, and Draven wasn't half bad either. Scratch that, he was an amazing dancer.

He continued, "Claire, I only agreed to the engagement because I didn't have anyone I liked at the time. That's why I got engaged to you for the sake of my family. But this is the first time I've truly wanted to fight for something. I hope you can understand." He didn't even glance at me. His eyes were fixed on the dancer the whole time. I clicked my tongue, exasperated by his stupidity. The dancer, Lila Hart, had a veil over her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly as she said, "Mr. Anthony, thank you for your affection, but our social standing is too different. Your family won't approve, and neither will your fiancee." Although her words made it sound like she was refusing him, they carried an

"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 struggle with excuses but there's no way I can just dance in front of these five men right now after he's just put me on the spot like that, but there are other ways I can show them, “let me use your laptop for two minutes and I’ll show you,” Mr Collins cracks open his laptop again, casting a sideways glance at me, suspicion etched on his face. I’ve no idea what he thinks I might do, but I quickly dive into my dance group's social media page and hit play on one of the first videos that catches my eye. Instantly, the room bursts to life with music as my dance crew lights up the stage. Strobe lights flash, electrifying the atmosphere as we deliver the sultry hip-hop choreography that we had

Dana pouted tapping the surface of the water. “Water dance…water dance…. water dance…” Kim and Lara chanted louder and hi-5ed. While they were making a ruckus, no one noticed Ben coming down with Steve and team. “Who’s afraid of dancing?” Dana raised her head haughtily “I won’t dance without music.” Lara jumped up and put music on her phone.

Moriah was nonplussed for a fraction of a second before she managed to hug Mrs Wang back to show politeness. A quarter hour after dinner, Dylan asked Moriah to dance. Moriah wondered why those who were on the dance floor, withdrew from there as she and Dylan came to the dance floor. Even though Moriah was just an average dancer, Dylan's prowess in dancing helped her dance with ease and grace. “You look breathtakingly beautiful,” Dylan commented as he pulled Moriah closer to him. Feeling uncomfortable about their proximity, Moriah gave him a clumsy smile. She wasn’t naive about what Dylan’s thought was.

Catherine knew that Tristan can dance but he won’t budge. Catherine changed her dancing style into krump to provoke Tristan and she saw him smirk. Tristan started dancing his style was that of flowy and lock type of dance. The ballet dancers eased up and started having fun. Lyra was at the back as she had only done ballet and contemporary. The music changed into “Turn down for what” and almost everyone cheered.

The lights got dim and soft music started to play. Dara stood at the corner and waited for Wade to come. “Want to dance?” a lad wearing a red mask on his eyes held his hands towards Dara. “No thank you!” Dara uttered, “I’m waiting for someone.” “You can dance with me for a while unless that someone comes.” Dara thought for a second and then agreed. The boy rested his hands on Dara’s waist and Dara held him from his shoulders. Dara felt uncomfortable but she still danced.

Ben, who usually seemed quite unreliable in daily life, transformed when he stepped onto the stage. He looked resolute and passionate, his gaze deep and captivating. Every move he made was filled with explosive energy. Without a doubt, he was the guiding force among the three. Sitting in the audience, Diana, who wasn't particularly interested in concerts, now felt her heart racing. The opening dance was explosive. Especially the choreography of the final few moves, while challenging, was incredibly beautiful. She could already imagine how excited and thrilled the fans in the audience would be when they saw this dance at the concert.

“Thanks bro!” I waved too. As his head peeped out the window “Quinn let me know if you change your mind!” He winked, making me roll my eyes as we walked to the party. The party was in full swing. Loud dance music played as people danced making out with each other. Off to the side a group of guys were cheering on their teammates in a game of flip cup. Mandy led me over to the keg and poured us both a drink. I took a sip and tried to contain the gag from the foul taste. “That’s disgusting,” I muttered.