Dryad Dance Novels & Stories

She managed to exude a sexy aura from her entire body just through that dance. For a moment, his eyes were fixated, captivated by the striptease-style dance presented by Keyara, until Grey unconsciously swallowed his saliva. Keyara then stopped dancing and bowed, opening her hands and bending one knee as if she were showing respect. Grey immediately clapped his hands a few times. "Amazing! An amazing erotic dance! I didn't expect you to be able to pull it off!" said Grey, clapping his hands loudly. Keyara then approached Grey, sitting back at the table and leaning her body close to Greys.

My blood ran cold as her words washed over me, and my veins turned to ice. A sudden throbbing awakened near the back of my skull, warning me of an even greater headache on its way. Me. They wanted me, to… what? In a flash, Elodie stepped forward and genuflected all in one motion. She bared her pretty teeth at the assembly, draping one leg somewhat seductively as she let one hand glide along her thigh. “Lords and Ladies” she began a little breathlessly – something very unusual for her – “It would be my greatest delight to perform for you now, in all its sensuality, a dance known to the far west of here as– “

I don't know if it was my soreness or my inability to understand why that made me blurt out, "Why am I doing a workout routine instead of dancing?" "What are the five elements that all forms of dance and creative movement have in common?" he answered my question with one of his own. Utterly confused I started listing: "body, action, space, time and energy." "Good. We're working on the body element first." He said, looking at me like I should've known this already. And I should've. It was after all part of my early days junior year theory. I didn't know what it was that had put me in such a horrible mood. I couldn't tell if it was my insufficient sleep, the email from my mother or the dream a

she added with a smile. Dale protested. "Hey! She’s mine!" "Hmph! I’m just trying to protect this lovely lady from people like you," she said, introducing herself. "My name is Khan." I bowed politely. "I’m Cassie." Khan’s skin suddenly transformed from human to that of a youthful woman adorned with branches, leaves, and flowers, creating a spectacular, natural outfit. "Are you a Dryad?" I whispered in awe. Dryads were legendary forest creatures, few in number but immensely powerful. They held territory and were not to be trifled with, though their numbers were dwindling due to human deforestation.

Friday morning arrives quickly. With it, comes some of the notes from Safiya about the tradition dances. She has notes on a rain dance, a coming of age dance, and even a mate dance. Apparently witches used to do a dance when they wanted to find someone to have a child with. They would ask the Moon Goddess for a sign as to who they should try to conceive with.

LYRA Sometime during the night, the music stops being individual songs and it all turns into one endless, thundering heartbeat. Sweat is slicking my spine from all the dancing. My red dress clings like a second skin, damp and dangerous, and my ponytail no longer sleek but wild at the edges. Ellie is now dancing on a raised platform like she was born there, her black dress riding even higher as she laughs at absolutely nothing. Talia has her heels off and dangling from her fingertips. The skirt sways as her dance moves become less graceful and more reckless. At one point, I even find her twerking.

"People are watching. We need to dance." They were. I could feel the eyes of my court elders on us. Suspicious and intense, waiting to see how I would react. A king should be pleased that his honored guest showed interest in his court. Should be gracious and welcoming. I have heard lycans even publicly sharing their concubines with their fellow lycans. But all I felt was pure boiling rage. Darius pulled Elena into a traditional dance hold. His hand settled on her waist, too low, too familiar, and they began to move to the sound of the music.

Laura murmured. "The Challenge brings out our oldest instincts," Nara said with a shrug. "But it's just one part of who we are." As the night deepened, drums began to beat. Pack members formed a circle around the fire, moving in rhythmic steps that seemed both ancient and instinctive. Laura watched, entranced by the primal beauty of their dance. Their movements told a story—of hunt and moon, of blood and bond. She was so caught up in watching that she didn't notice Dante approaching until he stood before her, hand extended.

Cydaea then said, “The both of us have been trapped here forever, and we can’t leave. We don’t have anything to offer you as our guests. How about I play the lute for you?” Andariel stood up as well. “Then let me accompany my sister by dancing!” The two stood up. At the sight of the two beauties that could charm the whole nation, Alex’s heart sped up. Such a performance used to be exclusive to Emperor Zeke, but now he could witness it with his own eyes. He wouldn’t miss such a chance. Even Jade looked excited. Tring… trang… The lute emitted a sound. Cydaea’s fingers strummed gently, her eyes looking as if they were made of water as they turned soft with emotion. At the same time, Andariel's

Jade and I became fast friends. Her two years seemed more like ten when it came to knowledge about the werecat world and she was happy to help. She stayed by my side during all the interviews and for that I was grateful. When the Kalb family came in, we watched as they demonstrated Tahtib as an ancient and beautiful dance with ceremonial sticks. They wore traditional Egyptian garments in whites and blue. The fabric on their costumes moved with the body and created the illusion of water. In my head I sarcastically thought that this dance would be so beautiful that my enemies would fall into a stupor at my feet and decide to leave me alone.