Dancing With The Strangers Novels & Stories

Smile, even if your world is collapsing. Adrian’s hand settled firmly on my waist, guiding me with effortless control across the floor. He was taller, broader, and more powerful than me in every possible way, and the difference showed even in the dance. If we’d been a real couple, maybe I could have relaxed, leaned into him, and let my cheek rest against his chest. But we weren’t. We were strangers bound by vows, moving in unison for the benefit of everyone else. “Why are you trembling?” Adrian’s voice rumbled low, startling me out of my thoughts.

Hi, and welcome to STRANGER ATTRACTION. This is Kaelith’s story. A girl found in the woods with no memory, no past, and no name except the one given to her by the wind. She has a father she would give her life for, but her family… they are not all on her side. Her brothers want her in ways she can’t ignore, a stranger has eyes only for her, and everyone in her small town seems to have a stake in her life.

Madison giggled. “No thank you. I’ll stay for a bit before leaving.” She rolled her eyes at my words. “Let’s go dancing.” Madison dragged me to the dance floor without getting a word from me. Soon, I got into the dance and I began moving my waist to the rhythm. “I’ll be back,” Madison shouted over the music. She disappeared into the crowd, and I wasn’t surprised. It was Madison. I was enjoying the music when I felt a presence behind my back. “Dance with me,” the stranger whispered.

I find Symphony who I dance with, with no care in the world. The stranger has somehow managed to make an appearance in the crowd. I abruptly stop dancing and look ahead and there is that embroidered shirt right in my face. Symphony doesn't understand why I have stopped dancing so he pulls me back into the crowd to dance. I am uncomfortable and my body is refusing to cooperate with me. "Dance with me" he instructs "I want to go home" I say looking ahead "The night is still young, dance with me" he insists I reluctantly move my feet to the rhythm of the beat.I dance till I forget the strange person who invaded my space and mind a few minutes ago. I am carried by the music until my feet can bar

My throat closes at the thought, jealousy rising like bile. “What is it?” That hand strokes down my spine, and I melt against his chest, scowling at the hollow of this throat. “You’ve turned to stone. We don’t have to dance at all, angel. Just say the word.” “It’s not that.” He hums and takes my waist with one hand, catching up my fingers with the other. As I twist my mouth, searching for the words, the stranger turns us in a gentle circle. “It’s…” The strains of music from the ballroom are faint, our breaths louder in the night air. I don’t care. I never want this dance to end.

With how desperate I am this moment…it’s scary the lines I won’t cross. “What if I told you to marry a stranger for money—would you say yes?” She says again. I pause—giving it a thought “Yeah. I would.” Cassy burst into a laugh so hard she was running out of breath. She tilts to the left, her drunk senses making her lose her stamina. I reach forward to steady her, my hands holding her head in place as I lift her back to sitting. I feel its stare before I see it. A dark haze splitting slowly through the neon light. The sound of its heels striding with purpose, moving closer and closer to my direction and when it’s gets to my table…it halts.

"Spend the night with me then. Whatcha think?" "Hmmm. You'll have to make me say yes to that." She winked. Therese closed her eyes to feel the beat. The two continued to dance with their bodies almost having no gaps in front. With every step, every sway and twirl of Therese, the stranger's sinful hands followed her body. He was all over her and she didn't care. She thought she could do this all night if it meant she would forget about a certain someone. But she stopped her movements and bolted her eyes open to see the man she was dancing with being grabbed by the collar and pulled away from her aggressively.

"Steward, a stray's wandered into the hall. Deal with her, quickly, before she soils the Thorne family's dignity." She shouted it with her chin in the air, as though showing off a trophy. The hall's steward came over and asked deferentially, "Excuse me, miss. Might I see your invitation?" Karina watched me, gloating, apparently certain I couldn't produce the pass that marked one's right to enter. Eli's brow knit tight, and just as he made to speak again, I'd already drawn out the invitation stamped with the thorned-rose crest.

So, in the future, Sam must be careful. "Wow, your dance is so messed up!" said Jane who was watching from the doorway with Eros who was holding back his laughter. Hearing laughter echoing throughout the orphanage, Jane and Eros were interested to see what was causing the commotion, and it turned out that it was Sam who was dancing. "Okay, okay, sorry for laughing earlier, dancing is not easy," Sam gave up and immediately walked away from Miss Aulia. Luna chuckled at the sight of sweat appearing on Sam's forehead. Even though he had just moved his body a little, how could the sweat flow so profusely from Sam's forehead?

It seemed like every step we took was just one more obstacle in our way, and I didn't know if we had the strength to overcome them. .... "Shall we dance?" One of the guests asked me and my gaze drifted to Damon. He looked at me and said "You don't need my permission, we are at a party." Damon said emotionless. I was disappointed and looked at the stranger "Yes please, let's dance." I accepted as if I knew how to dance, I don't remember. As we started dancing, the stranger asked me about myself. "So, what do you do for a living?" he asked.