Elite Dance Academy Novels & Stories

Now I was twenty-eight, broke, and desperate enough to work in a place like this. Lexi told me about Velvet Dominion three weeks ago. An elite underground BDSM club where the richest people in Lagos came to fuck and dominate in total secrecy. The money was insane if you let them play with your body. I cried the first time she said it. Then I cried again when the power company threatened to disconnect my light. So here I was. The stairs went down deep. The air grew thicker with every step,perfume, sweat, pussy, and that sharp smell of leather. Madam Elara waited for me at the bottom. Sharp cheekbones, red lips, black dress that looked painted on.

Celestin was walking in the hallway when she passed by the Elites. And by Elites, it means her so-called friends. They're only seven in that class because it is specifically for the chosen ones only. Other classes are named Class A, B, C, so on, and so forth. They also saw her and expected her to halt and apologize but, instead of stopping, she deliberately ignored them without even sparing a glance. Thankfully, Trent wasn't there, or else she'll be in a bad mood again.

I say, I want Ella to get used to other demons, she can't hate them and be afraid of them. "Will do boss, will do," Lilith says with a dark evil smile, one that reminds me that she's a lord. "Anything else?" I ask them. "Should we tell Ella more about our classes?" Lucian asks, his classes are filled with sex, she doesn't need any knowledge of those, in case she wants to go sexual, I'll teach her. "No, if she asks, you tag along her classes," I say, sex was off limits.

Elsa watched her father step forward and shake the VC’s hand. She had always known her father was wealthy, but she hadn’t realized he was wealthy enough to be a sponsor of the Elite Academy. Rumor had it the academy was worth trillions, and not even for sale. For him to contribute so much… Elsa’s chest tightened slightly, a mix of awe and unease filling her. “Thank you for believing in us. If it weren’t for you and a few other sponsors, we couldn’t have come this far,” the VC said, letting go of her father’s hand with a respectful nod.

"Someone who can hold her own. Someone who's not afraid to play the game." I snorted. "Honey, I've been playing the game my whole life. I'm just not sure I want to play *your* game." He smirked. "Trust me, Kayla. You'll enjoy this one." The Elite Complex was exactly what it sounded like: a fortress of wealth and exclusivity. High walls, security checkpoints, and a general air of "you're not worthy" permeated the place. Liam flashed some kind of ID, and we were waved through, driving down a long, winding driveway towards a sprawling mansion that looked like it had been plucked straight out of a movie.

She had practically rewritten his academic papers, tutoring him and making him look far smarter than he actually was just so he could secure a competitive edge. It was her brainpower, her sleepless nights, and her hard work that had built his resume from scratch. She had been a truly dumb, blind fool. She had fallen for his sweet words and selflessly helped him, all so he could secure a coveted spot in the most prestigious institution in the country. And what exactly was Velmora Academy? It was the ultimate breeding ground for the elite. Every single person who graduated from its halls went on to secure a high-ranking position in the city, the state, or the government.

My body becomes an instrument in their hands, and when the orgasm hits me, it's a blade, sharp, implacable, leaving me trembling, lips wet, eyes blank. When I open my eyes, they are there, both of them, their dark smiles illuminated by the candles. “Welcome to the Academy,” Isadora whispers, caressing my cheek. The real work begins now. Kael pulls out slowly, and I feel his cum running down my thighs, a mark that seems to burn my skin. “You are ours,” he adds. I know it. I feel it. I only belong to them.

It recently claimed the number one spot, dethroning the company where Jasmine works. Healing Entertainment produces successful idols and artists because of many reasons. One of it is their strict and high standards when it comes to choosing their trainees. Fortunately, the said entertainment picks at most one student per department in the most prestigious art universities in their country. Morello University is one of those lucky schools. Rumor has it that students from different department of Morello are willing to try their luck. Frankly, Gold is a little threatened. There are other students in Morello that are phenomenal in their chosen field, just like Phoebe Ruiz, the best student of Mu

K.E.L.S.I:: We went back to Join others In the party, everyone present had their dance partners with them. Delvin held my hands and told me to dance with him, I was shy at first, not wanting to draw attention to myself. At the far end corner I saw Lexy looking at us with an undescribable facial expression, "what's with him?" I wondered, while starting to dance with delvin. And "Why is he not having fun with his girlfriend he came with?" I wondered, Swaying my hip to the beat of the music with Delvin right behind me.

“…w‍atch the upperclas‌s⁠men‍ c⁠losely. They are not all human.” ‍The words landed like cold steel, ‍I blink⁠ed. “Excuse‍ me?” ‌Her lips pre‌s‌sed into a thin line. “There are things here, El⁠i, tha‌t even a scholarship student m⁠ust know. Westbridge is‌ a sa‍nctuary, a sc‌hoo⁠l, yes b‌ut it is also a‍ hunting ground. S‌o‌me students are not w⁠hat they appear and som‍e walk in human form,‌ but their na‍tur‍e is far m‍ore primal. Wol‌ves, shifters, creat⁠ur‌es from old lineages. You must act careful‍ly, do not⁠ draw attention an‍d do not speak of this to your parents.‍ They‍ belie‍ve this is an‌ elite acade‌my. They must not know the rest.”