Destiny Devoted Dance Novels & Stories

came a bright, mischievous voice from behind them. They turned to see none other than Destiny Callahan strutting toward them like she owned the entire world. At thirteen, Destiny was the kind of teenager every parent warned their kids about. She was dressed in a fashionable outfit that wasn’t age-appropriate for school, but she made it work, and no one dared to question her style. Without hesitation, she threw her arms around Damien, then gave Anna a warm hug. “Hi, nephews,” she said dramatically. “I came to say goodbye to my youngest nephew before he heads off into the snowy wilderness!”

Lara jumped up and put music on her phone. Dana immersed herself in water and gracefully glided onto the surface as the melody floated. She swayed her hips with the rhythm, becoming one with the waves. It had the grace of a belly dancer without the vulgarity, she glided like a mermaid. Kim and Lara watched with their mouths agape, even Lara didn’t know that Dana could dance.

On the eve of our mating ceremony，Asher, my Alpha, proposed to have one last night of freedom. Asher had too much to drink. His hands wouldn’t stay still, roaming all over Selena. He looked like he wanted to ditch the bonfire right then and there, just to be alone with her. And this, the night before our bonding ceremony—the night before I, Ella, was supposed to become his Luna. The bonfire crackled. Silver Pine alphas, Moon Shadow betas, and my Moon Shadow attendants all mingled together.

Now her face was flushed red. The heat ran through Zeline's body as Fello's long fingers ran down her face. Shit! Zeline’s just wet down there. For whatever reason, the gentle touch of Fello on her face made the hairs on Zeline's neck goosebumps. God created Fello as a demon, a faith tempter with the beginning of a heavenly angel.

I feel better knowing that they had not been forgotten, I should have known that Nico would never forget them like that. After the food is all cleared away, people want to have a little dance, so they tables are all moved to the side and someone puts some music on. We make sure that none of the music is slow or sappy it is all upbeat and fun to dance to. We dance for the rest of the night forgetting about all the bad stuff that has happened to us all and me hoping that I would be able to stop so many deaths next time.

“We shouldn’t waste it, expensive stuff this.” Destiny put the glass down on the end table by the window and took her vanity case. “I’m going to change in the bathroom.” “No need to be shy, Sugar. Nothing that I haven’t seen and enjoyed.” I winked at her, and she slammed the bathroom door. Here we go. I downed my drink and pulled off my clothes. Then I threw my naked self down onto the scattered rose petals, lying with my head propped on my palm, waiting for Destiny. I was proud of my body. I was fit and well-muscled in all the right places. Irresistible even.

The last time she'd done this, she'd been putting on a show to spite Devlin but this time she was putting on the show for him. Faith called on her alter ego, the extraordinary dancer who only came out when she'd had a good amount to drink and began to sway seductively in time to the music. Devlin watched her from his place on the booth seat, his face turned as she danced above him. He had one hand slung over the back of the seat, his drink twirling round and round. Faith put everything she had into the dance, giving him the show of a lifetime. When she peeked down at him, she realized with relish that the dark look had faded from his eyes and was now replaced with another kind of dark look.

Aradhya said firmly. Samarth lifted her in his arms and came down from the stage. He again played a pinch and music start for the dance. He dropped her on the floor and held her hand and his other hand hung on her waist. They started dancing together, these all steps were taught by Samarth on the day of their date. When she turned around and came close to his chest, she said, "So that day was my training day or practising day for today." "Yes, obviously. How can I allow someone to insult my heartbeat, that too at my party? And in the subject of Dance, impossible." Samarth said and made her turned.