Darling Dancer Novels & Stories

Poking with her elbow, Helen replied curiously, "It seems like you are already dreaming for someone else. Come on girl, say who is it?" "Ugh! None Helen. I will love to stay single. A happy free life," rolling her eyes, Daisy replied. They both joined with the crowd on the dance floor. Daisy's sexy figure was moving swiftly with the beat of the music. Daisy was a professional dancer so no doubt, her moves on the dance floor was very charming and seducing.

Just like Damian, everyone was stunned by her appearance, because she looked like a completely different person with the dress, they almost forgot the beautiful woman was a world class hacker who could easily reveal their most embarrassing search history. "Miss Naya, we are so happy you are able to make it. We already thought you might skip on it. Come, take a seat. The meals are about to be delivered, in the meantime, enjoy yourself a glass of wine." Dario offered as he reached out his hand to the seat across him. She was definitely going to steal the spotlight that night. There were not many females in the room, she only saw thre eotehr females in the room, and to be honest, they were not

Aaron continued to guide me through the dance floor, skillfully maneuvering us to the other side as if running away from Davidson. The sound of cheering caught my attention, drawing my gaze to the source of the commotion. There, I saw Dylan dancing with a little girl, the one he had introduced to everyone as his wife. As he twirled her through the air, her laughter was very loud, and his smile mirrored hers. It was a heartwarming sight, one that painted a beautiful picture of familial joy.

I didn't know what exactly they had discussed about me but I stood there as the decoration wife I was meant to be. "You are truly a Belle." Nick said and turned to introduce the lady beside him, who gave Christian a peck immediately she saw him. "This is Natasha, Belle." He introduced her. "My wife." I nodded at the very tall woman and she acknowledged me too. "It's very nice to meet you Belle." She said. "We've surely heard a lot about you." I smiled, wondering what exactly Christian had said to them about me. After a few more conversations, Nick dragged his laughing wife to the dance floor and I wondered if their marriage was also a fake like mine. If they were only being actors too on a s

He asked, rummaging at the cupboard. “Certainly, not,” she said. “Can you make some pizza?” She looked at him, smiling. She could almost see the sincerity of the woman at the man who started to prepare the ingredients he needed for the request. Then another scenario unfolded. She was at a party. She couldn’t see anyone whom she recognized and she couldn’t hear anything else aside from the blast of music on the speaker. This is definitely not a place she would go to. She wonders what she is doing here. She went around and saw someone, at the ledge of the bar, she dances well but she already looks drunk. She was dancing with some people on the ledge, I could see other people following her move

Jennifer's eyes were teary, but she still stood straight. Selena finally understood what was happening. One of her maids told her that there was a woman whom Henry loves a lot. But she ran away from him without giving him any reason. Later, Henry came to know that she was in love with Nilofer's brother, Dray Merchant and that's why, she ran away, leaving him alone.

She was going to love it. I threw some dance steps, clicking my fingers, rocking my waist with lustful momentum, while my Italian shoes glided across the floor. Interestingly, I was finally going to see my woman. A smile crept up my face as I remembered how well she performed today, just like the actress she is. It was so brilliant of her to have come up with the idea of the blood stains. "My sweet actress", I mused, my thoughts somehow making their way to my lips.

They were talking about Lyriel Whitmore, the woman who once suffered, now standing beside the man everyone wanted to work with. To the world, she was no longer the fallen dancer named Duska. She was the woman who had captured the heart of Damien Barrett, the founder of DL Corp.

I nearly choked. “Evelyn?” Scott called, shaking me away from staring at the gorgeous girl in front of me. I snap my head towards Scott. “What?” I snapped, hoping he would hurry with whatever he had to say so I could turn my attention back to the dancer on stage. “Woah what’s with you?” he asked, shocked. “You were totally eye-fucking Pearl.” “Is that the name of the dancer on stage?” I ask turning my attention back to the dancer on stage.

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit