Idols Dance Novels & Stories

Her best friend liked the idol. Everyone danced, laughed, and sang along, embracing each other. Ardina's forehead wrinkled, her eyes scanned the surroundings. The situation was the same and not much different from the one he had been in. Then her eyes stopped on the stage, she saw two very handsome young men singing with great appreciation, prancing to the rhythm. "It's?" Ardina asked stopped. As an introverted girl, Ardina rarely attends music concerts she has never had an idol. And she also didn't know why she was in a crowd.

she said I laughed and chugged a drink “Let’s go” I grabbed her hand and make our way to the dance floor, it was full Wiggle wiggle by Jason Derulo ft Snoop Dog was playing on decks We screamed in full excitement and started to dance on it We sang the song on our loudest while dancing “If I take pictures while you do your dance I can make you famous on I*******m” Jordan slapped my ass while turning me so now my back was facing her We began to sway “Hot damn it, your booty like two planets

The first thing that comes to mind is a girl hopping over my cock but I don't think that is its purpose over there. The lights are kept dim, a mixture of pinks and purple. I hope at least they will lighten up the stage or else you not going to see much of the details that matter. On the far side along the wall, there are several booths that close with curtains, this is where all the private shows and lap dances will happen. We will see if the night will take me there at some stage. Though Dominic can clearly read my mind as he only stares at me, “Boss, you look like you can eat someone alive.”

No ballet dancers can dance her style no matter how hard they tried, it was as if something was preventing them. She misses Daisy and hoped over the years that one day she will meet her fairy dancer. Nora was nicknamed goddess of dance in the whole of Floda and outside. A blind dancer whose face has ever been seen and how she could still dance remains a mystery to everyone. With her sexy curves that got guys drooling and lusting after her and girls getting jealous of her body, Nora didn't know what her body did to others. Some guys masturbate with mere thinking of her. Though she knew she had male admirers but successfully turn them down whenever she was asked out.

The room feels suffocating, these people… I can’t stand them. On paper, we may seem like the world’s greatest heroes, the Prime Order—this shining example of heroism. But in reality? They’re a mess. Each one of them. Isabel, sitting there in her tight suit, always playing her part, always trying to seduce me. She’s a slut. Sleeping with anyone she can to feel powerful. But damn, she has a body that turns heads. She knows it, too. Always flaunting it, always testing my patience. If she spent half the effort on the missions that she does on her appearance, maybe she’d be of some actual use.

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On the day of Sandra Kinsey's ovulation, I went to wait for her at the dance studio, just as we'd agreed. The corridor behind the office stretched out long and silent, as always. But this time, faint music drifted from the far end—music in a place that should've been still and undisturbed. Under the studio lights, two shadows danced on the frosted glass, intertwined. A bad feeling bloomed in my chest. The dance studio was Sandra's private sanctuary. Since our marriage, it had become something more—our secret playground, a space reserved for small adventures, a place we returned to again and again when the ordinary grew stale.

I'm the daughter of a poor couple who make a living selling fish at a market. We're so broke that every penny counts. Even so, my parents scrape together everything they have to support my dream of becoming a professional dancer. They pay for my training and even spend their life savings on my scoliosis surgery without a second thought. However, when Sylvie Putnam throws me to the ground, leaving me on the verge of paralysis, and then beats me until my face is a bloody mess, Mom barely spares me a glance. Instead, she gently strokes Sylvie's head. "Good girl. You did the right thing after she upset you. Remember, never let anyone bully you." Dad even picks up a stick and strikes it again

The place was quiet, except for the early birds here and there. I pushed the entrance doors to the hall I used to dance in, making a smile break on my face as all the memories I'd made in there sprang to mind. The inside of it looked the same too, just like the rest of the campus did. Closing the doors behind me, I returned to the hallway, reading one poster on the wall to the next. As per usual school tradition, there'd be a 'welcome back' dance that coming Friday evening. Where everyone would actually play dress up and let their hair down for the night, before the hard work for the rest of the semester actually began. I looked forward to this. There were countless other ones; some announci

"What do you mean the dress is ready?" She shrugged her shoulders. "He only had to look at your pictures to know what size you were." "And you are quite the perfect size." The man said to me and I smiled. "What's your name?" I asked. "Pablo." "Italian?" "Yes." "Oh nice. Italians make the best dresses." I said, trying to sound nice. "That should be french make the best drrsses." Gabrielle corrected and I threw her a wry look. Pablo unboxed some of the boxes and brought out a beautiful red dress with lots of stones on it. The fabric of the dress was just so hard to resist and I had no option but to run my hands through it.