Demon Slayer Dances Novels & Stories

Someone yelled from the crowd. "The supreme Alpha just did the howling moon's dance!" Everyone gasped in surprise, shock and amazement. I bit back my grin, trying to keep an expressionless face but how could I when I was enjoying all of this. "Your stupid dance won't stop me from ripping out your heart today!" Aiden growled, clearly upset I was using the howling moon's dance. "I'll love to see you try, Aiden." His attack speed suddenly doubled, forcing me to triple my speed as I fought him, my eyes closed the entire time as I moved with precision, dodging his attacks and giving him multiple injuries with no breathing space to heal.

So now I stood before the audience with purple flames around my ankles and wrists, with more swallowing the small earrings and thin silver threads that were hanging in my hair. The beat then started to pick up and I began to dance, closing my eyes and going off of instinct as I spun and swayed around the sword. I moved fluidly and with as much grace as I could muster, matching the speed of the song and feeling its highs and lows in my very soul. A part of me wanted to see what it was that I looked like as I danced, wondering if I was staying true to the core of the Delphia name.

The girl has not yet made her way to the pole. The girl at the chair makes her way down the stage and pulls Ant by his shirt onto the stage. She sits him down on the chair and begins to give him a lap dance. She starts by grinding her ass into his crotch. Then she turns around, wrapping her legs around his waist and rubbing her pussy against his raging hard-on. She is circling him, kissing him on his neck, and raking her nails down his chest. At times she is riding his legs, rubbing her pussy against him.

she transformed back to human with a little difficulty and crouched. "There's nothing for you to recite like Oceana. I'll need you to dance." "Eh? Dance?" she asked in disbelief. She never thought this was the requirement. "You can't dance, plus your body is stiff, which is terrible, to begin with. This dance is pretty hard but I have to teach you within an hour coz that's when the shifting starts." said the dragon. "By the way, call me Thora." "Okay. So, how do I start the dance?" Lavana asked. She wanted to get it done quickly.

She launches the shards at me all at once. I move fast. Dance isn't just art. It's control over your body. Precision. Timing. I duck under the first wave. Spin past the second. Leap over the third. The shards explode against the floor behind me. Willow's eyes widen. "How...." I land lightly in front of her. "Dance training." Then I punch her. Square in the nose. The crack echoes through the studio. She stumbles backward clutching her face. Blood spills through her fingers.

Just allowing my body to move fluidly and without restraint is the one thing I can do without worrying about breaking anything. The tenth song comes to an end, and I am left breathing heavily, my eyes closed as I take a moment to calm my beating heart, when the sounds of someone clapping force me to go on alert and take on a defensive stance. On the other side of the sparring ring, Damon stands before me, a look of awe on his face. I blush, not really intending for anyone to see me dance, but thankful that the person before me is my mate and not a stranger.

"You made me feel as though I was enough. We danced the night away, we drank too much..." The demon swayed. He forgot his target. I stepped forward continuing the song. "When you looked over your shoulder, for a minute, I forget that I'm older." I closed the distance between me and the demon. His eyes were fluttering. "I wanna dance with you right now." I held my hands up to dance with the demon as he swayed. I held his claws. "Oh, and you look as beautiful as ever, I swear that everyday'll get better." The demon drifted and tilted as we swayed back and forth. His hulking form collapsed as his knees buckled. A loud roaring breath escaped his nose and then another. I covered my mouth to keep

He dozed, woke, dozed again, content under the noise he’d once worshiped. When the band slid into the fast reels, Blaze tugged me to the dance floor and spun me across the boards until I had to pretend I wasn’t breathless. Lyra danced with Storm on her hip while Ryker acted like he wasn’t hovering. Kira allowed herself to be pulled into a circle dance by two elders who’d decided her feet could learn local steps; Thorn stood at the edge with amused patience that turned, for three seconds, into actual dancing when Kira flashed him a dare.

"I think that's a brilliant idea. I plan to put it into action after dinner tonight." She laughed as her mind raced through the possibilities. Turning on the floor, she reached for him and began to move with the salsa music. Damon tucked himself against her and moved across the floor, his skills far better than she imagined possible. The man fucked like a minx. There was no way that his ability to dance so well wasn't linked directly to that. Bethany held on and tried hard not to pant, but no one would believe she was that out of shape. *

Silas's POV: I walked Esther back into the ballroom after locking that maker up, getting the door for her as she walked in. "Take care brother," she purred to me, giving me a wink. "I've heard from some girls that they'd love to meet you. I'd suggest dancing. You'll want to find someone eventually, so get out there Silas. You're not married. You're not even dating or flirting with anyone." She smirked and disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with a frown. Get out there? If I wanted to be out there, I'd be out there. I sighed and walked in, looking around before I headed for the blood table and picked myself up some, sipping on it. I wish Sylar was in here.... He refused to come. I looked a