Keep On Dancing Novels & Stories

She kept Ken on the dance floor for two more songs, before he could leave the dance floor. He socialized and mingled with some other guests, talking about business. His crew knew he would work non-stop and wanted him to relax and have a good time. So they kept him with a fresh drink in his hand and out on the dance floor. He was having a good time dancing with the girls who waited patiently to dance with him.

As well as Aaron and my mom and Kay, my mother-in-law. “May I have this dance with my mother?” Onyx asks his father. Rasheed obliges and walks to his mother. Onyx nods his head at the DJ and “A song for Mama” by Boyz II Men come on. I look up at my son and see tears in his eyes. I wipe them away as they escape.

I closed my eyes, about to jump off a building, when an ill-timed phone ringtone blared. On the other end of the phone came a voice that I couldn't be more familiar with. It was my own voice. "Don't jump, Jack Sterling."

"Hope you get everything you wish for." I gave her a small smile, checked into a nearby hotel, dropped my stuff, and headed out for food. And that's when I saw them—Jasper, Natalie, and both his parents. Natalie was flashing a Patek Philippe watch, glowing like she just won the jackpot. Didn't exactly scream terminal illness.

We screamed at each other laughing, I hugged her and she kissed my cheek. "I'm so glad I met you, you've been nothing but a sister to me." She mumbled as we swayed to a slow song. "I'm happy you stayed in my life even when I was pushing you away." I slurped out, it's crazy how we were already tipsy and yet we still wanted to have so much more fun but the guy on the decks was playing a slow song... loser. "Oh no, you guys don't!" One of Zoe's friends shouted as we sat down, "This is your favourite song get up and dance!" She said as ' Bouncin' by Kiana Ledé ft Offset came on.

"I’m Victoria Dean. I apologize for meeting you all under these circumstances. “But as a dancer, I want to show you that the most powerful performances don’t need elaborate embellishments. This dance has a real name. It’s called, the Unyielding Rose in the Rain.” I slipped off my coat, revealing a tattered red gown beneath it, and the white bandage wrapped around my ankle. "A rose blooming in the rain, who could ever bend its beauty?" Rising onto the tips of my toes, I leaped into the rain, the night sky embracing me like a vast, open stage.

This relieves stress. [Song is playing: I never miss a beat I’m lightning on my feet And that’s what they don’t see, mm, mm That’s what they don’t see, mm, mm I’m dancing on my own (Dancing on my own) I make the moves up as I go (Moves up as I go) And that’s what they don’t know, mm, mm That’s what they don’t know, mm, mm] I almost climbed into bed and stood there to dance. With the softness of the bed, I just jumped for joy instead of dancing. There was a look of pleasure on my lips as I did this, I wish Trace hadn’t heard me.

“Sure, babe! She stopped and groaned at him. We all walked past them. Wow, I gasp, this is not a house. This is a freaking mansion! This place is beautiful, and he has aafull house. There body's of people bumping and grinding on the dance floor, dancing to Laffy Taffy by D4L. "Oh, my God, I love this song! "We heard someone yell, Samie Marie, it was her, and she grabbed me, and I grabbed Sherry, she grabbed Nessie, Savannah, Sammy, Tiana, Stella, Charlotte, went on the dance floor, we started dancing with eachothers. Suddenly I stopped, and I felt someone watching me; I had goosebumps going up my arms.

"Shake your body princess. Shut up and dance with me." Just immediately shut up and dance with me from walk the moon starts playing. Aaron stretches his hand forward opening his blazer and standing like Michel Jackson with his head angled one side. He wiggles his brows at me and I burst out laughing. Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me This woman is my destiny She said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me He shrugs off his jacket doing some really crazy dance moves. I can't stop laughing and then he points at me.

“I owe you nothing.” “Tell yourself whatever helps you sleep at night.” He spins me, his grip firm but not overbearing, and for a moment, I let myself fall into the movement. The game rules are simple: keep up with the rhythm, switch partners when the music shifts, and whoever loses their step first has to take a shot. I don’t plan on losing. I dance with many of the young and middle-aged men, including Theo who makes a joke about one of his relatives. But then the song changes. And when I turn, expecting to see another random guest ready to take Theo’s place—