Fictional Dancers Novels & Stories

"No way! I can't dance. Get a professional!" Quinn shook her head as she explained seriously, "You wouldn't really be dancing—it's just for show, and it's more martial arts choreography than dance. You know martial arts, don't you? Just some moves that look good enough will do. Just make it look like we're trading blows, and then for the rest you can go do some acrobats or something." Charlie shook his head again. "Oh, but I'm not a professional martial artist either. Won't I embarrass you if I screwed up?"

_ Said the presenter of the dance, who was one of the teachers at the school. Thus began the dancing at the ball. There were about thirty dancing couples. There were three dances: contemporary and tango. Rassy participated in all the dances, Lissa participated in the contemporary one. Then a session of reciting poems and a classic theater play. Gizella, upon seeing the piece, was moved, tears came out of her eyes. Because the play was about the romance between Igor and Kataleya. Furthermore, she wasn't the only one, many who watched the play were moved to tears by the sad way the couple lost their lives. Igor's demonstration of falling from the ship and allowing himself to drown and Kataleya

Wouldn't give these people–give Melissa–the satisfaction. Then let me show you. He took my hand. "Dance with me." Damien– "One dance." His eyes held mine. Let me show you that this isn't a performance. That's what we have is real, even if everything else here is fake. The orchestra had started playing – something classical and elegant that I did recognise. Couples were moving toward the dance floor, falling into practiced waltzes that probably took years of lessons to perfect. "I don't know how to dance like that," I admitted.

“Don’t try to upstage the established dancers. Don’t poach a stage position. And don’t ever steal a regular client. Remember all that and you’ll fit right in.” We nodded our agreement as she left us. Christina and I were left alone in our little corner of the room. I turned on her and slapped her arm. “A dancer?” I hissed. “You told her we could be dancers? And why do you seem to know how all this works so well? Is there something you’re not telling me?” Christina chuckled. “Remember that smoking hot chick I was dating when we first met back in undergrad?” she said. “Yeah… what about her?”

This is my wedding afterall. Their dance steps are so fluid as if they practiced their choreography over a thousand times before my wedding. Flames dance around their feet, sometimes licking up their arms but never burning them. The spectacle is breathtaking. I feel like I am watching swimming bodies and they dance so beautifully. At some point, a few of them begin exhibiting acrobatic performances. They leap, spin, and tumble in different styles. “They are The Aekái. Dancers trained from birth," Azraelyrs says, noticing my attention that is completely drawn to them. His voice is so close to my ear and I turn slightly.

But I know that the next day she will come and will pretend that she doesn't hate me because Jack is paying her good money for her job. I took my phone and turn on the song "'the Neighborhood-Afraid" I scratched my neck a little bit from one side to another, I step around a few steps and began to dance. I raised up my leg slowly than with one hand I easily grabbed it and spin around myself, my back was relaxed for the first time and I didn't push myself to think about choreography anymore, I just swam in the music with my dance, and my movements felt so easy, my body felt so calmed and organized. I finished my dance and tears released from my eyes, but I quickly wiped my tears.

Another cracked a whip of enchanted light, forming glowing symbols in the air that shimmered then faded. Kael leaned forward, eyes wide. “They’re not just dancing, they’re fighting with movement.” “They’re warrior dancers,” I said, grinning. “The best are trained in illusion and offense. That one—” I pointed to the lead — “has never lost a real match. She once disarmed a rogue general in front of a crowd.” Kael whistled low under his breath. “Okay… I’m impressed.” “Now imagine one of them as your mate,” I teased.

Poking with her elbow, Helen replied curiously, "It seems like you are already dreaming for someone else. Come on girl, say who is it?" "Ugh! None Helen. I will love to stay single. A happy free life," rolling her eyes, Daisy replied. They both joined with the crowd on the dance floor. Daisy's sexy figure was moving swiftly with the beat of the music. Daisy was a professional dancer so no doubt, her moves on the dance floor was very charming and seducing.

Lila's pov I stood on the balcony,the cool night air brushing against my skin as I stared up at the stars.Behind me, the gala’s music was soft, like a memory fading away. I felt like I didn’t belong, like a stranger in my own story. I didn't even know what was I doing here,I should be inside with Alex, pretending everything was fine, playing the perfect wife. But the lies, the secrets, the things I couldn't ignore anymore—they were all pressing on me.

I lied but still managed to maintain my smile. Grace is a wonderful woman I don't even know why Reid would even think of cheating on her with me but there is something off about her. I also thought about the fact that I was going to be Reids personal dancer, I had a small feeling in the back of my mind that I wouldn't be just dancing for him and it would eventually lead to fucking.