Deku Dance Novels & Stories

She wasn’t exactly sure where the rhythm might take Drew, but she was afraid it wouldn’t be anywhere closer to home. As her petite friend swung around in circles, swaying to and fro with the beat, attempting to move her hips similarly to the more accomplished dancers, Cadence turned to check on her friends. They were all still there, all still together. That, at least, was something to be grateful for. She turned back to Drew in time to see some sort of an Egyptian hand-flare, like something out of a Bangles video, and shook her head in disbelief. Kash began to dance along with Drew, an indicator to Cadence that, from his perspective, this whole thing may have been his attempt to re-hookup w

"Oh, come on, Grace. We look nothing alike. I'm Puerto Rican, and you are half Italian. Do you really think anyone here is believing we are related?" "Just don't get him in a bad mood. Not today." He sighs. "Fine," He spins me, and I lean on his knee. Everyone claps, and we walk off the dance floor. I giggle at him. "Thank you for the dance." Dex walks up, sipping on some champagne. He smiles. Ken looks at him. "You've got some jokes." Dex hums. "Do I?" He nods. Dex looks at me. "We are going to dance soon." I nod.

she said and began walking. “Here in the pack, we have two dances that are popular and mostly used in ceremonies. One is the usual couple dance, which you would be knowledgeable about, because it’s mostly done in the human world. The second is divided into two. It is a dance known by pack members and embraced. You can say it is something of our culture. One version can be performed by anyone, single or paired, while the other is mostly done by a couple. A royal couple, to be precise, at least first before any other person,” she explained, then glanced at me. “You and Alpha Caramel will be expected to perform that after your coronation as Luna of the pack,” she added, then pushed open a door

they replied simultaneously. "Since you're not doing anything, you must accompany Dean to dance like the girl group blackpink." That was the final decision for everyone in the room. Wanting to refuse, but Barcode and Bass still cared about their lives and careers, "Yes, ma'am." That was all that could be given. Dean was of course happy, 'I won't be alone. Let's humiliate ourselves together.' the man thought. Dean, who felt like he had company, immediately stood up from his seat. He asked Celeste, "Honey, do I and the others have to do the dance right now?"

Getting inside the judge's name Hannah was the one who chose the song I am going to dance, gosh I didn't even know her much but I already hated her. "Miss Kim you are gonna dance to Hard carry by Got7" she said smirking "Okay ma" I said then she stare at me as if I have gone mad, o yeah when I said I love dancing you should know any new song which is out I make sure I learn the choreography if I like the song I don't like Got7 that much but I love the song so you won't expect not to be able to dance. "You have five minutes to miss so start now and don't waste our time" she said again. I danced to it smoothly.

She went on showing her ability by dancing ballet. Belle was just astonished, watching herself moving and dancing beside the lake that her feet had raised before she realized it. Leon tapped the seat beside him, calling her to sit which she did just that. “We’re missing something,” he said, and an inky piano appears beside them, playing a song that only made tonight felt more like a magical runaway for her. Belle enjoyed the music, humming on it as she knew the classical piece. The night was gloomy with the darkness of it, the moon was bright and silver, looking as though it was ready to light the travels of ghosts that only happen at night.

Pinching Drake's cheeks, Kianna tried to cheer him up. "You know you don't look cute when you are like that. Smile, okay?" Not having the courage to reject Kianna's words, he smiled and then slightly made a step backward. He raised his head while gesturing with his hands. "Can I have this dance?" Drake asks Kianna, to which she warm-heartedly complies. Together with the music, they danced elegantly. It was as if the moon was shining brightly on the blade of a sword. The music ends, and the duo performs as well as if they were the center of the gathering. "Tch'" An annoyed voice suddenly whispered.

But I know that the next day she will come and will pretend that she doesn't hate me because Jack is paying her good money for her job. I took my phone and turn on the song "'the Neighborhood-Afraid" I scratched my neck a little bit from one side to another, I step around a few steps and began to dance. I raised up my leg slowly than with one hand I easily grabbed it and spin around myself, my back was relaxed for the first time and I didn't push myself to think about choreography anymore, I just swam in the music with my dance, and my movements felt so easy, my body felt so calmed and organized. I finished my dance and tears released from my eyes, but I quickly wiped my tears.

The ceremonial dance was announced after the last wine cup had been cleared. Rhea heard the words and felt the hall sharpen around them. A dance, Elder Briar called it, as if music could soften the cruelty of what the council had arranged. A display of harmony between Alpha and the candidate. A demonstration of grace, trust, timing, and public composure. An old rite gesture meant to show the pack which woman could move beside power without stumbling, which woman could accept the Alpha’s lead without breaking rhythm, which woman could become beautiful proof that order had returned.

But I wasn’t about to wait for this cesspool of a show to dictate my steps any longer. I pushed open the iron door to the rooftop, pulling out the portable speaker I had prepared in advance. Setting up my phone, I opened my live-streaming app. "Hello, everyone," I began, my voice steady as rain drizzled around me. "I’m Victoria Dean. I apologize for meeting you all under these circumstances. “But as a dancer, I want to show you that the most powerful performances don’t need elaborate embellishments. This dance has a real name. It’s called, the Unyielding Rose in the Rain.”