Ladybug Dance Novels & Stories

Ah~! Lucy's torn-apart doll spirit possessed her on the grand stage. Lucy's dance was powerful, expansive, and beautiful. Her performance was a stark departure from the usual. Typically, a doll's aria would feature a doll costume. However, Lucy was different. She wore a bright red dress with four flowing layers. Half of her hair was neatly tied back with thin bangs. Rather than masking her sorrow with cuteness, Olympia wanted to show that even though Lucy was a doll, she could captivate everyone, especially Tiger Letto.

“That's good, honey. What kind of dancing did you do?” Maggie shrugged. “I don't know.” Lily smiled and approached the dining room table. Wyatt was seated at the opposite end, with Maggie to his right. “It looked to me like some kind of hip hop dancing,” Lily said. “Or maybe it was salsa. Actually, I think it was kind of a combination of the two. There might have been ballet in there too.” “So basically the kids just ran out and flailed their arms every which way?” Wyatt asked, with a playful smirk.

It tugged at the strings of my heart. The beat soulfully, weaving a story in line with the maidens dance steps and they acted out a scene with their hips, twisting them left and right, their bodies moving fluidly to the beat, their feet disturbing the white sand beneath their feet. I was spell bound. I couldn't look away even if I wanted to. It was extremely exciting to watch. I hadn't even realised when it became dark. It seemed even the glow insects were out to watch the events of the night.

Everyone was completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance. Brent saw Lyra she was sexy as hell, "Go join your mate," Jake the head drummer told him, as Brent rushed to her, he had been dancing at pow-wows all of his life, but this,... this was a Mayan vampire seduction mating fire dance, and he was up for the challenge, he had been watching them and he knew what to do, as he to started seducing his sexy mate, Lyra smiled rolling and snapping her hips to the beat of the drum. ...in the crowd next to her son Lukarien, his mom watched with pride as she held Lucas in her arms, "Do you dance too?" she asked.

The ones with the drums played harder, and the others danced and swung their butts just as hard. I stood on the side clapping and laughing.. After a brief moment, one of them pulled me into the dancing circle, and I awkwardly waddled along while trying to imitate the moves. They weren't anything hard... A few stomps to the left, then to the right, clapping hands and twirling around at the drum of the beat. Nothing hard yet dang confusing if you fail to time the steps right. “I am Mary. You saved my boy last week." the lady said as we continued -dancing, and warmth pooled in me. My gaze turned soft as my heart melted at the sight of her tears of gratitude.

Then, the band started to play languid music. Alpha Zackery looked at me and said, "Do you recognize this music? Danse au clair de lune? Moonlight Dance?" I shook my head. "We always begin each Grand Ball with this song. It has got a slow and steady rhythm and it's perfect for four-legged animals trying to dance upright. You know, so they don't step on each other or others' toes." Alpha Zackery said with amusement. I chuckled. "I'll take the lead and you can follow me. I promise it's way easier than a sword dance." He grinned at me and said.

Furthermore, I feel vulnerable knowing that Julian is close and probably observing me. I refuse to look at him to calm my nerves and instead start dancing with my best friend. Lora sways her body in sync with the DJ’s eclectic mix of music. I find myself wanting to follow her movements. Once the music possesses me, I close my eyes and dance passionately. It’s an incredible feeling. Music has always been a haven for me. “Isn’t this fun?” Lora yells, grabbing both of my hands and swinging them together. We continue jigging around to the pulsing rhythm, giggling to ourselves.

But Lily, being a free spirited bad girl that she was, went out to the dance floor to find a partner to dance with. There were several people on the dance floor, rocking each other, twerking, and giving lap dances to themselves. Lily found a partner, while I cheered her on from where I sat. It's not like I was totally shy or scared to dance, the thing is, I can't even dance to save my life. So instead of going on to the dance floor and embarrassing my ancestors, I'd rather sit down on my seat and do one of those hand/belly dances in peace.

Salty, competitive lemmings. As Patrick watched, Linda suddenly danced into view. Literally danced. She twirled and leapt, her faded pink nightgown ballooning around her. Her feet were bare and filthy as she stepped lightly toward the older man and held out a hand. “Dance with me, Big Daddy. I’ve missed you so.”

We did just as Lady Cicilia made us practice, doing the same with our shoulders. “To the middle, Ava,” I muttered to myself, knowing the dance was about to end. I did just that. However, there was something I had noticed while we were rehearsing. There was an end beat for about a minute and some seconds. And that beat included a seat of submission as we were told to do. The minute the dance ended, the remaining 24 girls, including Emily, laid in submission. But as the beat continued, I took a leap of fate to dance just from the middle.