Keep On Dancing Novels & Stories

"I'm an official corps de ballet dancer. I've been one since I was sixteen Elliot." He laughed. "Stop that Elliot." Diane scolded him. "Oh please she's twenty and not a baby." He replied. "Anyway, be there everyone." "Of course we will." Sarah said, "I'll clear my schedule." "Daddy?" Maya said. Peter hadn't said anything since. He looked up and saw everyone's eyes on him. "Oh I'm sorry. Well done Maya, I'm proud of you." Satisfied, she smiled. "Elliot come with me for a minute." He stood up and his son followed.

Gas barks again, the exact same bark. "Even better! You're learning so fast!" Kyle's shoulders shake silently. A video of both boys dancing in the living room, except they're terrible at dancing, absolutely terrible. They're just jumping up and down, completely off-beat, arms flailing in random directions, occasionally spinning and getting dizzy and crashing into each other. The music in the background is "Happy" by Pharrell Williams—their favorite song that month. They made me play it seventeen times in a row once.

“Thanks bro!” I waved too. As his head peeped out the window “Quinn let me know if you change your mind!” He winked, making me roll my eyes as we walked to the party. The party was in full swing. Loud dance music played as people danced making out with each other. Off to the side a group of guys were cheering on their teammates in a game of flip cup. Mandy led me over to the keg and poured us both a drink. I took a sip and tried to contain the gag from the foul taste. “That’s disgusting,” I muttered.

I mean they are three any genre of song can fits them so great. "Let's dance Cali saying yong moment oh" Karsyn suddenly pulled me to the dance floor with two glasses of beer and handed me one. "Let's enjoy" she cheered and started to dance. I remain standing beside her and I noticed we were pretty close to the stage and I had a better view of Aiden. I gaze met so I smile at him but his expression darkens and I think it’s not I good idea that we were on the dance floor so I just pulled Karsyn back to our table.

Everything is spinning. My body hums, my mind fuzzy, my senses dulled—except for the one that tells me he’s still watching. Leonardo. Always watching. I exhale sharply, shaking off the sensation. “I want to dance.” The stranger smiles, slipping his arm around my waist. “Just to keep you steady,” he murmurs, leading me toward the dance floor.

He asks me holding his hand out. I look to Terry and Joan who are standing near me at the bar waiting for our drinks. It looks like its going to be a minute before our drinks are ready so I mindlink them and let them know to bring my drink to me on the dance floor and I would be dancing with Alpha Callen. I smile and take his hand and let him lead me to the dance floor as ‘Wolves’ by Selena Gomez comes on. It’s the perfect mix of fast and slow that I can use to tease the SHIT out of Alpha Callen.

She clung to the wall while the boss stood up from the bed majestically, his eyes dainted at Elena who was already in tears. The boss tapped on his phone, and suddenly, hip hop music began to fill the room. Elena’s eyes widened in surprise as she tried to comprehend what was happening. “Dance, Puppy, Dance,” the boss smirked, a command laced with authority. “Dance?” Elena whispered, her hands still instinctively clasped around herself, taken aback by the unexpected demand. “Yes. You embarrassed me by refusing to dance with me at the club. Now, you’ll dance until your legs can't carry you anymore,” the boss declared, stepping closer to Elena. She recoiled against the wall, as if attempting to

Avila wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand as she slid down the stripper pole for the fifth time that night. It was exhausting! The club was packed, and she could feel the eyes of the customers on her as she danced to the beat of the music. She tried to ignore the lewd comments and catcalls, focusing instead on the money that was being thrown at her feet. It was the only thing that made the job bearable and worth it. It was the only thing still pushing her to grind and rock her body on the tall pole - the money.

Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way Baby, I was born this way (born this way) Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way Right track, baby, I was born this way Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be (don't be, don't be) They continued singing with pretty much Jessie leading the act and the ladies where his back singers. And they even had this dance choreography that perfectly matched the essence of the song. I was enjoying the performance more than I could’ve thought that I didn’t know I was already singing with them.

~ BETHANY ~ "This is so much fun!" Kealey screamed, trying to make her voice over power that of the loud music booming from the speakers. The club was dark, only illuminated by rays of different colors. The music could deafen an entire nation. It didn't seem like the people in the club cared about how loud it was. People danced on the dance floor and around like wildly crazy people. It was kinda scary. They danced like their life depended on it. Those people included Kealey and George. They hadn't stopped dancing since we arrived.