Danceracha Members Novels & Stories

“She told us she’d learned this from a teacher during one of her travels to NEPAL and she said it was something called the chi!” “But wasn't that like around what—2010 or something? That's not so close as to when we currently are. ” “And that's why the name Aacharya is so familiar! ” Natasha added energetically, “don’t you see, Lucas—it’s a family name!” “Like an ancestor?” “Exactly! Ruhan Aacharya has to be the great great grandfather of the person who taught Diana tai chi.” Lucas passed a hand through his thick brown hair. “It can't be a coincidence, Lucas that I end up in the same place that Diana was but in a different time.”

I felt like I had found a kindred spirit in Chantelle, someone who understood me and accepted me for who I was. Chantelle and Delcan became close and they were always trying new things. One night when they were back from shopping. Chantelle went inside the shower to have her bath. She stayed there for a long time relaxing. When she came out of the bathroom, she was totally naked and she realized she forgot to get towel. She bent over to the bed to take the towel to wipe her wet body. She was was busy drying herself but she did not notice Delcan presence in the room. She felt someone was giving hot gaze on her naked body. She turned around to see Delcan was standing right behind her.

another from the dance floor cut in, “We can all see Mrs. Charlotte isn’t exactly perfect at this whole dancing, and you want her as the main dancer?” “Which is why a professional is here to guide her,” Lucia cut in and just then, the door at the entrance of the room opened up to present a tall, lean built man that had the most sexual smiles I had ever seen. “Ladies, meet Mr. Modrich, a professional tango dancer that has been in the industry for 10 years and still counting.” Lucia introduced with a smile, her eyes giving me a meaningful look that had my heart skipping a beat in excitement.

When he got there, he saw Sacha and Rafael had joined Mekhi. Paying no mind to the additions, Zayne sat next to Mekhi, Sacha was to his left, and Rafael was next to her as we looked on. Sacha wore that skimpy see-through white dress that the dancers wear when they dance to the drums. She sits with one leg crossed over the other as she leans into Mekhi almost lovingly. We all know that is for a show, as if Zayne even cares to notice. Zayne looked up to the sky and sent a kiss up to the Divine Moon Goddess, saying thank you. You would not believe the enormous relief Zayne felt when he realized he may not have to spend his night fending off Sacha's advances.

She likes dancing but not guys, she actually hates them. She must have danced for an hour straight. She was thirsty and her throat felt dry from shouting on the dance floor. She felt the need for some booze. She went to the bar and was about to order when someone approached her and to her surprise even hugged her. She was about to slap him when he called Keanna. She heard a loud ringing noise in her head then she blacked out. “My long lost best friend, Keanna!” Keanna looked at him, she couldn’t recognize who he was, she thought her friend called her.

We will also learn how to dance with blades. But now, her elder sister Richi was the only one who took that path. Raeya chose her own. Raeya admired her sister's determination. She even went to the far mountains alone where the Rokohorta Academy was found. It was where all the dancers in the festival taught. Maybe one of these days, she'll finally get to see her sister dance, though her sister was already above than just dancing since Richi was already named as the Lady Rakasha, or the highest position in Rokohorta.

Is he also invited? "And I would like you to meet Vienna Malvar also known as VnM." I didn't even notice that brother RJ already introduced me. And the two DJs were shocked at me as if they had seen a ghost. "Finally we met you. I'm DJ Chacha and this is DJ Marion. We are right, you're beautiful and for sure many of our listeners will be jealous." I just smile at what she said, I feel like I'm out of words because of Tine.

Luke leaned against the door with his arms crossed over his chest. Luke was tall and thin, with the right amount of muscle for a dancer. His brown hair and green eyes made him look like any other attractive man in the city. Like Devin, Luke was a retired dancer, but instead of modeling he was offered a role as the choreographer for the New York Ballet and had been in this role for the past twenty five years. Somewhere along the way he met Dax and they started up their illicit contracts with the dancers who didn't make enough money from dancing alone. It was an ordinary dancer for a couple of years before Luke learned I needed more money.

That friend was Mirtes, a widow raising her only child. "Hi, godmother. It was really good. We're rehearsing next month's play" At the dance academy, we perform one piece per month. This requires effort from the dancers, but we do it with love. It's also what guarantees my livelihood, so I can't complain. "You're going to rock it," Drake assures.