Loud House Dance Novels & Stories

Lily choked on the reaction she received. The crowd gathered at the butler’s side went quiet before the spotlight picked its second winner: a middle-aged couple. The couple was rather well-known in Westchester. The butler then said, “Let us welcome Mr. and Mrs. Redhorn to give us the second dance of the night.” The yellow lights went on again. The crowd dispersed and made space for Mr. and Mrs. Redhorn in the center. The two of them danced comfortably. Lily had a quick glance at the couple before she shifted her attention back to Odell. She regained her polite smile and asked, “If you don’t have the time, I won’t insist, but can you enlighten me about some interesting places to visit?”

There were tons of people dancing to a loud song that was playing from the sitting room or something, people holding red cups and bottles of beer or something she wasn't sure about. Chloe grabbed Hailey’s hand and they made their way through the sweaty dancing people until they saw Liam. “Hello, Hailey,” he said, nodding at her and then at Chloe. "Hello, Chloe. I'm so glad you can both make it down here. And wow you both look hot,” he said, looking from Chloe to Hailey and then back. With smiles on their faces, and relief there was a familiar face in the crowd, they said. "Thank you, Liam.”

Soon after, the host of the annual dinner went on to announce on the microphone, "Alright everyone, the next thing on our agenda is one of the highlights of the night. Come grab your plus ones, step onto the dance floor and dance your heart away!" Everyone got up from their seats and began making their way to their partners. Meanwhile, Harvey scanned the room, his eyes ranging over anyone and everyone until they fell on the pair he was looking for: Nicole and Lulu. Then, he took confident strides toward them with a smug look on his face. "Ms. Riddle, care for a dance?" Harvey asked in a posh accent as he extended his hand. "Oh, my goodness! Me?!" an unfamiliar voice suddenly responded.

I wish someone would tell me what’s going on. There’s mainly been dance music playing, but now a slow song begins, and I realize with a bang of my heart that it’s one of my favorites oldies—The Beatles’Don’t Let Me Down. Couples start gravitating toward each other—Jamie and his pregnant girlfriend, Kai and his wife, Victoria and Evie, Mack and Sidnie, Caro and Hana, even Sidnie’s parents—and they all begin to circle slowly to the music. A shadow falls over me, and I look up to see Huxley standing there, hand outstretched. “Dance with me,” he says.

The song ended and Hugo had wanted to dance one more time especially when the romantic song finally came on. “Ahemm. Ahemm.. May I cut in? Dawn, can I have this dance?” Keenan interjected. Hugo wanted to protest but Dawn’s hand already went to Keenan’s. “Thanks for the dance, Hugo. I had fun.” She beamed at him before turning her full attention at Keenan. Keenan twirled her a couple of times until they reached the middle of the dance floor. The song was ‘Time After Time’ by Cyndi Lauper.

said Henry and let Louisa walk out of the house first to the car. The music boomed loudly and in unison. People were seen dancing, drinking, chatting and having fun. And there Louisa and Henry had just arrived at the club called Sky Lights. Louisa was seen smiling broadly with her eyes looking around. As for Henry, he couldn't take his eyes off Louisa since earlier. "Henry, I have to drink," said Louisa as she continued to stare straight at the bar.

A passing maid joined in with a light twirl, and soon, a spontaneous dance party unfolded in the midst of the mansion's grand foyer. Meanwhile, Miniscera, her movements more delicate and refined, extended a hand to Louis, inviting him to share a graceful waltz. The staff, enchanted by the girl's poise, couldn't resist joining in the whimsical dance, creating a harmonious blend of diverse styles. The mansion echoed with laughter and the joyous echoes of music as Laurent and Miniscera, undeterred by the presence of their newfound dance partners, twirled and swayed with infectious enthusiasm.

Louis stood up from the sofa, handed the champagne glass to McKay, and pulled Lalisa with him onto the dance floor. Seeing Louis approach, the guests around them excused themselves and moved away, leaving a vast space for the Sherwoodt couple. Lalisa placed her hand on his shoulder, dancing a Waltz. She had seen this dance technique in a Western TV series and had studied it secretly, pulling Jayce Sherwood to learn together. Louis held and danced with her, his face devoid of emotions, utterly dark. "Are you still angry?" Lalisa asked softly, dancing in sync with him.

Lucille and I sat on the farthest table from the dance floor. “Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Ross” The emcee shouted and everyone cheered as Dylan and Steph went to the center of the dance floor. Our friend from college sang Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis. “May I have this dance?” Lucille smiled and nodded. As we danced, she laid her head on my chest. And I was bewitched by her sweet perfume. “I’m crazy about you, Lu.” “Me too, Jas. Hey, you have to do that at our wedding, alright?”