Dancer Maya Novels & Stories

After spending the whole day with Zander, going from place to place, getting her hair done, nails done, and finding the perfect outfit, Claudia was finally ready for her date with Sean. She was wearing a cold shoulder black dress that hugged her curves and stopped about an inch from her knees. Her hair was straightened and left to flow down her back like a copper waterfall and her nails were painted crimson and sharpened as well as pointed to look like claws. As Claudia walked into the Dragon's Den, All the men stopped and stared but her eyes were only focused on Sean who couldn't take his eyes off her even when the waitress was obviously trying to get his attention.

He said and chuckled at his own words. "Your mother is here, Christian." Belle said to me and I looked around to find her talking to my father, uncle and cousin. "Well enjoy yourselves guys, we'll surely talk again before the ceremony is over. You owe me a dance Nat." "Sure thing. Come find me when you are ready." She replied. I saluted to her and walked away with Belle's hand in my free one. My mother was dressed in silver, the stones radiating with the light making her glow like the chandelier used to decorate the halls.

The lady spoke and Maya nodded her head. " Okay, see you soon then." After binding the Lady goodbye, Maya walked back to the lawn with a basin of water in her arms. Just when she was about to get near Luna Miranda, she tripped over a rope tied carelessly. Maya watched with widened eyes as the basin escaped her hands and made its way to the ground. She spinned around , her legs assuming a 180 degrees before she lowered her body gracefully to the ground successfully catching the basin before it could land on the ground.

Something with the way she moves makes her feel like dancing but she knows she has two left feet. She sat on the bar, she was there just looking around, watching what other people were doing. But she couldn't take her eyes off the lady who was on the ledge. Something about her screams like she knows her, but she knows for a fact that she has not seen the lady before. She cannot find it in her memory when she could've met her when she appeared to be someone popular in the field of dancing or maybe she just loves to party. She waited at the bar counter, looking around and watching what would happen until the lady went down the ledge, she moved her way past a couple of people still dancing to t

"That's most interesting. But I was no more a mind-reader then than today. When I watched you dancing that day, I saw something else. I saw a new world coming rapidly. More scientific, efficient, yes. A little girl with the most innocent eyes, the innocent brown eyes clearly begging to be loved and cherished but i also saw the torment. That is what I saw. It wasn't really you, what you were doing, I know that. But I saw you and it healed my heart. And I've never forgotten" Upon hearing that, angelina's heart felt impossibly light and her stomach tickled her like there was thousands of butterflies flapping their wings around her tummy. His hands looped around her, and his long body pushed up

It’s was A sunny Afternoon, Maya had just came back from her 2nd shift where she worked as a waitress in a restaurant when she over heard her step Mother and father talking about a marriage arrangement between their family and The Smith family. Maya Adams a 20 years old girl who lived with her father and stepmother in the big city of Atlanta, her stepmother had a daughter whose name was Mira. Maya’s Mother has been in coma for over 6 months. A month after Maya’s mother went into coma her husband Gavin Adams married another woman whose name was Doris which was Mira’s mother after marrying her she made Gavin stopped paying for Maya’s mother hospital bills. So Maya had to take 3 jobs and stoppe

a melodic, ancient voice drifted from the archway behind us. Maya stepped onto the balcony. She did not wear tactical gear or royal tunics. She wore a simple, flowing dress of pale grey silk. At twenty-two, Maya was ethereal. Her violet eyes were vast, holding the quiet, crushing depth of the ocean floor and the towering silence of the highest peaks. She was the Stone Sister incarnate. "The mountain is preparing to give them a new job," Maya said, walking to the edge of the railing. She looked up at the smoking obsidian crown of the summit. "The scar is ready to open."

I said, “Yeah, I still cannot believe how close they got to our table.” Maya smiled as she sat across from us. She lifted her glass and took a slow sip. She said, “You two were the loudest ones there.” Lena laughed again and pointed at me. She said, “No, she was louder than me.” I shook my head and laughed. “That is not true.” Maya leaned forward with a playful smile. She said, “Then tell us, Kara, which dancer was your favorite?” I felt my cheeks warm a little. I took another drink before answering.

His voice was close enough to my ear. "Are you okay?" he shouted over the music. "I'm fine!" I shouted back. "You should be. This is meant to be a happy moment!" Maya spotted me. She quickly rushed towards me and grabbed my hand. She pulled me onto the dance floor. "Dance with me!" "I don't know how to dance!" "Don't argue! Just dance! Move your body! Do something!" I danced. I was moving my hips following the beat of the music. I threw my arms in the air and let the music wash over me.

“What’s the last thing you remember?” “Queen?” she asks and snorts derisively. “I’m not that special, mister.” “Okay. What’s your name?” Doc tries again. “Maya Anderson.” “Maya then. What’s the last thing you remember?” She frowns, her face scrunching up as she searches around for the memory. “I was dancing with my father. At my sixteenth birthday party.” My mouth drops open and I stare at Winston in total disbelief. I’m numb with shock. Inside my head, my wolf howls. “She’s lost to us.”