Ethan From Dance Academy Novels & Stories

Damien just stood there staring at him without actually dancing back, but Ethan was too focused on trying to beat Damien to notice. As Ethan was swaying his body to the rhythm, he suddenly felt someone step up right behind him. He looked back and saw Damien. Before Ethan could complain, Damien spoke first, "Just keep dancing like this, and you might just win." A deep blush crept up Ethan's cheeks as Damien began to move with him. With Damien dancing right behind him and their bodies touching, their movements aligned with the music. This time, Ethan completely forgot his nervousness. The crowd's focus wasn't on them anyway; everyone on the stage was lost in the music.

An unknown voice made my gaze move back from Chris. "Chase" The man introduced himself. He was above average looking. "Skylar " I offered my hand and he kissed it. Nothing happened. There were zero sparks. Chase put his hand on the small of my back and we headed to the dance floor. We danced for some minute, with casual chatting. His touch did not even affect me or was I so stupid to not feel anything? I wondered. "Mind if I cut in ?" Ethan came from nowhere and asked Chase politely to get lost.

Claudius has a smile beaming on his face as he dances on the floor as if he's a fan watching his favorite singer. Ethan leans forward, holding the wooden spoon near his mouth as he sings to Claudius. "You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere, imagination, life is your creation!" Ethan sang, and Hughes could see the blush spreading across Claudius's cheeks. Hughes tastes the sauce and hears Ethan jump off the table. Hughes almost drops the spoon when he turned and saw Ethan crawling on his hands and knees toward him seductively as he sang, "I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees." Ethan sang as he came up onto his knees, pulling on the Alpha's pants.

She eyed me, and just when I thought she wouldn’t respond she finally answered, “Beene, Madison Beene” “ Miss Madison, I’m Ethan; care for a dance now that we’ve been properly introduced ?” She slowly rose and stretched her hand towards me, directing me towards the dance floor. I took her hand, the touch sparking something careless within me and got her into position, she fit perfectly against me.

this was. I had underestimated Brian. In just a few days, he'd once again gained access to Sandra's most private spaces. After dismissing Dennis, I sat alone, thinking. Then I picked up my phone and dialed her number. The ringtone looped several times before she finally answered. "Randy? What is it?" Her voice was breathy, cheerful. "I was dancing—didn't hear the phone." When she was stressed or upset, she liked to dance behind closed doors.

he said and Ethan smiled. "Ethan! Ryan!" A guy with a friendly smile waved at them, and Ethan returned the gesture with enthusiasm. Ryan raised an eyebrow, curious. "Who's that?" Ethan replied, "That's kelvin we went to high school together, don't you remember?" Ryan scoffed, "So what? Why should I remember him?" Ethan's grabbed Ryan's arm. " Come let's go he's waiting for us" Ryan rolled his eyes, but let himself be dragged along as kelvin led them to the private room, curiosity getting the better of him. Who was this dancer that had Ethan so hyped up?.

Ethan smoothly reminded making her chuckle. "True." There was a small part of her, who wished to escape from him. Yet another part of her that wished her to dance. She couldn't explain it. But the charming Ethan Verrono was like gravity to her. He was a strong pull, that she wasn't able to take her eyes away from. "Besides, this is a slow dance, all you have to do is move side to side." He offered his hand. Kavyaa smiled taking it and suddenly she was pulled in a quick dip.

After Ethan was done in the gym, he stretched his body and made his way upstairs. He wanted to take a shower before dinner. He went to his room and was about to enter the bathroom when the sweet smell of fresh berries reached his nostrils. Inhaling it deeply, he filled his lungs with it. He knew Calla was around. He made his way to the closet and found her standing in nothing but a towel, that reached to her upper thigh. She was in deep thoughts, she was swaying her hips in a rhythm. It was like she was playing a song in her own head and dancing with the rhythm. Ethan slowly made his way to her, it was like his feet dragging him to her. She picked a t-shirt from his closet and turned around

"It's better." "Then you should be happy. You don't have to perform anymore." Ethan didn't take the line. He looked at me for a long time, his eyes earnest, with an expression I couldn't read. "Nora, I don't want to perform anymore." "I want to be good to you. Truly good. To make up for what I did, without a system pulling the strings." I looked at him and didn't answer. He stepped closer, his knee pressing against the edge of the bed, and lowered himself onto one knee.

“Do a short sexy dance for the group. Make it count.” I froze. “Wait, seriously?” Ryan whooped. “Hell yeah, come on, Ethan. Show us what that body can do.” Marcus leaned back, eyes heavy. “Don’t be shy now. We’re all friends here.” Liam just smirked at me, voice dropping. “Rules are rules. Stand up and move those hips, Ethan. I wanna see.” My legs felt shaky but I pushed up anyway, the bass hitting low in my stomach. I started awkward, just rolling my shoulders and hips to the beat, but their eyes on me made something flip.