Lamby Lamby Dance Novels & Stories

I gesture with my head hoping to delay what we came to do even for just a few more moments. No sooner had the words left my lips, I was excited at the prospect of holding Lyric in my arms, our bodies moving together. “Okay.” She smiled to my surprise. I stood, not wanting to wait a moment longer to have her pressed against my body. Offering my hand, she took it, and I led her towards the dance floor. Dancing was something I was good at. Lamia and I used to love to dance together. Jonda, not so much, she enjoyed dancing, but her movements were jerky, and she found finding a rhythm uncomfortable.

I said, laughing already. “This should be good,” Roman muttered next to me. Music started playing—from where, I still don’t know—and suddenly the twins were dancing like their lives depended on it. Silly, exaggerated moves. Arm flails, foot stomps, dramatic head tilts. Little Ruby was clearly giving it more flair, but Rhett had determination. “This is hilarious,” I said, barely holding my phone steady as I filmed. “I think Little Ruby dances more,” Helen whispered. Rhett caught that, mid-spin. “Oh, you think so?” He switched his footwork on the spot. “Check this out!” he shouted, breaking into something that looked like breakdancing—if breakdancing had been invented by a hyper six-year-old w

“And I need to convince them I’m having the time of my life. Any chance you’re up for a little flirting and dancing? Strictly for show, I promise.” His face lit up with a knowing smile. “Well, aren’t you a damsel in distress? Lucky for you, I love a good performance.” “Thank you,” I said, relief flooding me. “I owe you one.” He held out his hand. “Name’s Caleb. Let’s make some magic, Lyra.” We made our way to the dance floor, and Caleb wasted no time spinning me around dramatically. I laughed, genuinely for the first time in days, as he twirled me and dipped me like we were in a ballroom competition.

Lily took his hand and turned to head to the dance floor. The two drew the attention of everyone immediately they arrived on the dance floor. The music slowly changed and the two got into position. It was a Kizomba dance. Caspian’s one hand rested on Lily’s waist and the other hand held her free hand up. Lily’s other hand found comfort on his shoulder. The two moved slowly to the rhythm of the slow music. Soon enough, the music hit a high, prompting them to follow. It became sensual, intense and hot. All along, Lily found herself losing focus. The drumming in her heart got increasingly louder and faster.

Austin kept her close and swayed with her as the slow song began to play. Emery felt her eyes become heavy as the closeness of Austin filled her with comfort. She kept jerking them open every time they would close and finally sat upright on her chair. “If I sit like that any longer, I’m going to be calling it a night soon.” “Well.” Laney jumped off of Brandon’s lap. “We better get you woken up.” She dragged Emery back out to the dance floor just as an old Rihanna dance tune came on. The two girls danced from a routine that Laney and the dance crew had used last year for a competition.

But at the same time, it felt so wrong that it started to feel right. I knew Laura specialized in throwing a heck of parties, but this party was losing control. Then, the DJ started to do a remix version of Clair de Lune, which was used in my third brother Lycidas' debut movie Moonlight Howler. The crowd immediately recognized it and started to go wild. "Come on, Leah, dance with me!" Laura grabbed my hands and pulled me to the dance floor. Everyone was clapping and cheering for us, so I had no other option but danced with her.

“I am not.” “You are.” Elena rolled her eyes and caught the sword before twirling it once in her hand. “You invited me here to learn a sword style, not attend a royal meeting.” “The Lily Dance is more important than most royal meetings,” Elaine replied as she stepped into the center of the yard. Seeing Elena's expression, she sighed. “I'm serious. The Lily Dance has been passed down through generations of Lycoria's strongest warriors. Every form carries a lesson, and every lesson was paid for in blood.”

The Alphas and lunas around other packs that came to celebrate their success with them were sited on the high table that is in a dining table form. Different groups came to perform for them and the most intriguing one was the sword dance, it involves the use of a sword and it was a little terrifying thou the rules state that no one should be injured or attacked by the sword but this dance still has a way of raising peoples mind and anxiousness to know what is going to happen next. After that Aren was called on to, to fight with different parks' most skilled swordsmen.

I smiled as I followed the beat using the Brazilian Zouk dance form. For those unfamiliar with this style, it’s like the Lambada but with more body movement in exchange for not having your feet in constant motion. I didn’t know if Hana would know this dance style, but I counted on her adaptability to catch on. She gasped, caught by surprise, as I had her spin out and back against me so her back was against my chest. She smiled over her shoulder at me as she adapted and followed my lead.

"She snarled at me, meaning I should go to hell with my peace talk. Fine! Since she wanted no peace, then it's war we shall seek and with that I fully shape shifted ripping my beautiful dress into pieces and landed on my paws sneering at her in readiness to tear her apart. *******LIAM'S POV***** "Can I have this dance?" one of the guests, a lady asked. "Errrm....Sure, of course," I replied and took her hands leading her to the stage while I scanned around for Lily. Where on earth could she have gone, I have barely seen her much around the whole time in the party and time for us to mark each other was fast approaching and just some minutes away.