Dancing Stories Novels & Stories

THIS CONCLUDES BOOK ONE: DANCING WITH FATE. BOOK TWO WILL BE A STORY WITH THE POINT OF VIEW OF RYAN. BOOK TWO: FIGHTING FATE

“I’m trying to come up with an idea for something, but I keep falling flat.” “Okay, then take a deep breath and explain it to me. I might be able to help you.” She pushed me gently, and I released her from my crushing hold. Can I really tell her? I mean, I can use some terms. Make it seem like I’m talking about somebody we don’t know. She’s not going to ask a lot of questions. She probably already thinks I’m fucking some random guy. “So there’s this guy I like, and he wants me to dance for him. Like a sexy dance, but it has to tell a story. Like most of my performances, but after we’re going to…. Fuck?” I’m not sure why I whispered that word out like a question.

Aside from that dancer, no one else has ever performed this dance before! This was because this dance was a grief story about a girl losing the person that she loved the most. The dance skills were not only very demanding, but it had a very high emotional requirement too. Most ballet dancers could never experience that kind of grief and sorrow of love, nor could they incorporate it into the dance. That was the reason why no one else has ever dared to challenge this dance.

Dancing takes me away from this world; my dream all my life was to be able to do something that means something. Through dancing, I can let out my emotions, explain my story. I don't have to worry about all of the drama of the world, it takes my mind to this completely different world, where all that matters is the moves that I make with my body. All that matters is getting my point, my story across. All that matters is dancing. And yeah sure ballet is a lot of pain on the feet, and hip hop is a lot of coordinated movements, and in contemporary every mess up is noticed, and so on but the feeling I get when I'm dancing whether it's on stage or in my room or in school, trumps all the pain, mon

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!

She just wanted to dance and have fun. She ordered a drink and started dancing as soon as she heard the music boomed on the speaker. People flooded the dance floor and she went with them. She wants to dance all night and forget about the world. The world doesn’t give her anything anyway but pain. She must have been dancing for a full hour when she felt thirsty, so she went to the bar and ordered a drink. A man tried to approach her but she was quick to stiffen her neck. She finished her drink as fast as she could and went back to dancing. She was really enjoying the music when she felt someone hold her hips. She tried to ignore it and move a bit so they wouldn't be touching but he moved clos

I curved myself into a haft smile before I drink straight the water beside my plate as they change the topic again. Dancing brought me to life , after Mom died because of the accident dancing ballet become the chain of hope for me. Dancing makes me happy and I'm continue dancing because I wanted to be happy. It's understandable that Mommy Adie ask about my legs, because legs and feet is the most important body parts for ballerinas. I can't continue dancing if my legs is injured and my feet is stiffed. "Start eating now Svanna" Vicenzo hissed commanding me while tapping his fingers on the table impatiently eyeing me.

Shade said “Yeah sure” Moses said; one of the guys increased the volume of the music as Zlatan’s Bolanle blasted from the speakers “It’s too loud” Ariana said “Come on let’s dance” Seun said, Ariana was already getting drunk “No I can’t dance” “I will teach you, come on” he pulled her up, she felt reluctant but got up as she grabbed a cup of alcohol, gulped it down then followed him to the dance floor and he began rocking her with his hands on her waist.

I snapped my attention to the people dancing around me involuntarily my lips curved into a smile as they danced, I don't know why they surrounded me but the song was pulling me along with them to dance. When the lines, 'Do I have to tell the story of a thousand rainy days since we first met?' Liam appeared from the crowd dancing along with them. I was shocked would be an understatement. Liam planned all this while I was with him. He was nervous about what he prepared for me. I closed my mouth with my hands unable to take the scene. Tomorrow the headlines will be, The billionaire Liam Knight danced along with the flashmob. I wanted to laugh at the headline thing I thought, but here Liam was d

Vivian's eyes glistened with tears of joy as she listened to his heartfelt words. Their movements were graceful, a testament to the deep connection they shared. With every step, they expressed their love, their hopes, and their dreams. It was a dance of two souls intertwined, a dance that spoke of the trials they had overcome and the love that had prevailed. The guests watched in awe as Vivian and Leslie continued to dance. It was a moment that touched everyone's hearts, a reminder that love could conquer all obstacles. The room was filled with an atmosphere of love and hope, and the music seemed to carry their emotions to every corner.