Destiny Devoted Dance Novels & Stories

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I take you to be my wife. From this day forward, I promise to love and cherish you, in sickness and in health, in riches and in poverty, till death do us part." As the words fell, a gaze in the audience completely darkened. - During the countless days Anastasia had quietly watched over Mason, she had asked herself countless times whether she should just kidnap him and keep him close. He might hate her or resent her, but at least he would belong to her. Especially when she saw Mason smiling so brightly at Katherine, her possessiveness surged like a tidal wave. But whenever she thought of Mason struggling helplessly during his episodes,

Dear Readers, How are you all ?. I hope you all doing well. Finally, " Knot of Destiny" story is came to the end. Thank you so much your support and love towards my story. It means a lot to me. I will come back with new story soon. Please do vote guys. And also don't forget to leave the review. Love you guys. Be safe. Take care. By the way guys, give try to my other stories. My Love.. (Unwanted Wife)

Herself. The girl moaned softly. Bery again greedily pressed his lips to hers, now imperiously crushing them, now caressing her tongue. The girl's hands were entangled in his hair. How soft and thick they are... At that moment, Aznar pushed forward sharply, and the girl's scream merged with his moan. The man froze, giving the opportunity to get used to and slowly, very slowly, began to move. The world around Deya disappeared and her whole being focused on unusual painfully sweet sensations. Her body arched itself, adjusting to the rhythm, which gradually accelerated. The man groaned briefly, the thrusts became stronger and more aggressive, he no longer restrained himself. He tightly squeezed

"You are important to me, and I need you to see that." "I am not your prisoner," she said, her voice trembling but determined. "I will find a way out of here." Dante's smile widened. "You are spirited. I admire that. But you must understand, there is no escape. You belong to me now." The finality in his words filled her with dread. She could feel her resolve wavering, but she refused to show it. "I will never belong to you," she spat, her anger giving her strength. Dante's expression darkened, his eyes narrowing. "We shall see," he said quietly. "For now, you will do as I say. There will be consequences if you disobey."

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!”

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.

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.