Leap Ballerina 2016 Novels & Stories

If I did reject him would Alexander be disappointed in me too, he asked me to follow this through for the Pack. At least I was still being trained up for the security team. It would appear Bram had kept his part of the discussion quiet as agreed. The big difference today was that I was finally getting some dance lessons. Ivan, Kyra, and some other Beta’s were in the ballroom offering coaching to me and a couple of other girls who were also turning eighteen before the ball. One, Sophie was a blue-eyed blonde who reminded me of Celeste wearing jeans and a grey t-shirt, the other was Raven, a very tall, striking girl with poker straight brown hair and very intense grey eyes.

While seated, I thought about that for hours until my brain felt as if it were going to burst from within my skull. What I knew was, the choreography, named something lke Luke or Luca... pimped out ballerinas when they are at their lowest. Then gave them to Dax as if he was some savior when they were desperate for money. How many ballerinas at the New York ballet were being traded for sex in the same way Rhea was?. By noon, heavy rain was splattering in fat droplets against the glass wall of windows in my office. Obscuring my view of the city below and darkening the room.

He raised his wristwatch, by looking at that watch it looks expensive,and showed me "morning? You haven't cook breakfast, have you?. He asked. "No, I just got up so I..." He cuts in. "Do you have a dress to wear after taking a bath" he asked again. I just realised it too, how can I take a bath without having a cloth to wear. I shook my head and replied "No". He left me standing and went to his room. I was confused for sometime but later entered my room. As I slip off the towel from my body slowly, a loud bang fling open the door.

Darius asked, entering her room already dressed in his formal attire. "Terrified," Leila admitted. "You'll be fine. Just smile, thank people for their donations, and let Father do most of the talking." "That's the plan." But as Leila descended the grand staircase into the ballroom an hour later, she realized the plan was about to be severely tested. The ballroom was packed. Easily five hundred people, all dressed in their finest, all turning to watch as she entered. King William was at her side immediately, his hand steady on her arm.

A collective hush swept through the audience as the ballerinas stepped onto the stage. They moved like flowing water, graceful and impossibly light, their pale costumes sparkling beneath the stage lights. Every spin, every leap, every delicate lift looked unreal, as though gravity itself held no power over them. Beside me, even Isla had gone completely silent. I found myself leaning forward slightly, completely drawn in. The lead ballerina twirled across the stage with breathtaking precision while her partner caught her effortlessly, lifting her high into the air as the orchestra swelled dramatically.

He didn't even have time to drop his glass. Near the champagne fountain, a group of tech influencers were live-streaming the chaos. One of the streamers, a young woman with millions of followers, turned her camera just as a "Leaper" Reject, a wolf with the extended hind legs, vaulted forty feet across the ballroom.

Luna Renae’s aim is to keep me so occupied, I won’t be able to keep up with the tasks given to the contenders. I groan, tossing the rake into the wall. There’s a ball later tonight to celebrate the start of the selection. Tonight, Alpha Kier will take the hand of the most beautifully dressed woman in the gathering and gift her with a dance. The ball is mask-themed, to ensure everyone gets a fair chance. I don’t have a dress, or shoes, and I smell like horseshit. But I will attend that ball. It is the first step in my plan. An hour to the ball, I finish cleaning the stables and head back to the castle. I sight Lovette on the spiraling staircases and I wave at her. “Lov—“

They looked so surprised and happy. After that the much awaited Ball King and Ball Queen awards were announced. Rhett, one of Gavin's basketball friends was the Ball King. For some reason, I prayed Gabriel won’t become the ball Queen. And to my relief, she didn’t. Ball Queen was Catherine Miller, a junior girl who always win first prize in every dance competitions. The Award function ended by 11 : 30 and the auditorium was given to mass dance. Gavin and Grace joined us in the back with their trophy and Michael immediately got it from Grace's hands and started inspecting it. Grace was laughing like crazy saying she never expected such an award.

A gentle breeze brushed past me, as if she were softly caressing my cheek. Standing up, I wiped my tears dry and walked out of the cemetery without looking back. Three months later, the graduation tour of Janswick Arts Academy finally took place. Daniel's dance company had welcomed a new principal dancer, a girl who had spent ten years quietly practicing in that same rehearsal room, never once complaining, even when the soles of her shoes wore through. She had no connections, no resources. All she had was a burning passion. I watched from the VIP section as she danced in a plain white dress, no rhinestones, no haute couture.

Jenna’s assistant, Emma, quickly replied, “Since The charity gala tonight has attracted a lot of attention, Jenna wanted to do something and build up her own reputation at the same time. So, she specially donated a dance. “Jenna, it’s time to go backstage and change your clothes.” Zivon was speechless. How could Keith possibly know something that he did not even know? And, what was Keith implying by specifically saying all these? Xavia couldn’t care less about Keith at this moment. She seriously suspected that Jenna was intentionally making life difficult for her. As everyone knew, Jenna, who had learnt ballet ever since childhood, had won many awards and was extremely professional. As for X