Light Camera Action Dance Moms Novels & Stories

My heart keeps flipping in my chest at how emotional and beautiful everything is. The afternoon passes fast as we eat, make fun games and pass our time smoking cigars. “If I could have your attention please,” I say, wanting to announce the father-daughter dance. “If I can ask Grampa Franco and Amber to gather on the dance floor because it’s time for the first dance.” Franco Di Mattei gets up with a broad smile, holding his hand out to his granddaughter to take. Amber walks toward him with fast steps. With the help of Jenna, she clicks the train of her mermaid dress into her glittery bracelet.

As evening fell, the fairy lights shimmered like stars overhead, creating a magical ambiance that bathed everyone in warmth. The music beckoned, and Cole pulled me onto the dance floor, whisking me away into laughter and steps of delight. As we twirled to the music, I caught a glimpse of my mother glowing with happiness as she shared a tender dance with Jones, their love evident in every smile and gaze exchanged.

sighed Liam. The first dance was over and Lucas led Violet to the dance floor. They were followed by Tyler and River but the stars of the event were their parents. Serenity's parents, uncle Ethan and aunt Amanda, uncle Colton and aunt Kelly worked up quite a tempo and had the whole crowd cheering with their expert dancing. "Whoa dad, we didn't know you had all that in you?" Winked Lucas when they were done dancing. "What do you know about me boy, ask your mom?" He commented with a grin and went off towards Colton with his drink.

It can’t come soon enough. We eat a huge feast, enjoy some cake for dessert, and Mom even makes me, Reeva, and Matthew blow out candles on the cake, which I can tell she loves to see. I guess she’ll never stop being the mom of four Alpha’s babies, no matter how old we get. I love my mom, so it’s fine by me if I have to do a few silly things once in a while for her sake. Everyone starts dancing eventually, and there is only one woman I want to dance with. My sister and brother take turns dancing with whoever asks them, but I don’t really feel up to it and just send all the ladies over to my brother. None of them seem to mind.

Dahlia POV. “Isn’t daddy silly mommy?” Harrison giggles as he dances around the bedroom with Mal. I stand there smiling, rubbing my belly. “He sure is. Harrison, why don’t you show your daddy your moves?” I say and he looks at me and nods his head and I wink at him before smiling as Harrison begins to dance.

She moves with practiced ease, setting the phone down against the shelf, angling it perfectly so it captures the table and every inch of my exposed skin. “Position her, Danny,” Mom commands, her voice sounding like a true director now. Daniel moves. He grips my waist and pulls me to the edge of the table, lifting one of my legs to hook it over his shoulder, leaving me open to the camera. I instinctively lean my weight on my elbows, bracing myself. A whimper escapes me at the sudden exposure, but I stay where I am. Mom hits the red button. “Make it a bestseller, kids,”

"Maybe let your dad breathe for a second?" Alexander is now hanging off my left arm. Ethan is holding my right hand. I'm effectively immobilized by small humans and I don't mind even a little bit. "Are you gonna dance with us?" Alexander asks, bouncing on his toes in excitement. "We were doing the spinny dance! It's the BEST dance! You spin and spin and spin until everything is blurry and then you fall down and laugh!" "That does sound like a great dance," I say. "Mama taught us! Mama knows ALL the dances. She knows salsa and merengue and—and—what's the other one, Mama? The one with the hips?"

Just laughter and family. Then a group of older wolves started a battle dance. They painted red lines on their arms and faces and moved with slow, strong steps. Each stomp hit the ground hard. They clapped wooden sticks together and made sharp cries. It was powerful. The sound of their steps made the ground shake a little. Everyone went silent to watch. “Mom!” Amelia shouted suddenly, running toward me. “Come! Come dance!” I laughed. “No, no. My bones can’t move like yours anymore.”

"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.

June picked herself up and came back stronger; It was easier for June but Adonia; it was like walking on eggshells. "Oh, It's from my mom's design that's she is yet to launch. The L.A fashion Flashmob," Adonia replied proudly, and She watched Christabel nod her head in surprise. The L.A Fashion Flashmob was a big event for designers, and her mom had been winning back to back for the past five years.