Love Novels Dance Novels & Stories

She says and gently puts her hand into my outstretched one. Lorelai and I dance around the room. She is an excellent dancer, as one would expect from a Marchioness and she is able to maintain a conversation that is light, but not frivolous. Unlike some other women I’ve danced with who can do nothing but giggle the entire dance and I have to work to make sure they don’t step on my toes, Lorelai is perfect. I look at her more intently. There really is nothing about her that wouldn’t make a perfect Queen, except for one key point. My heart belongs to another.

It was time for dance. Everyone with their partners began to dance. Karan extended his hands towards me for a dance. I took his hand with a smile and then we both began to dance. While dancing my eyes caught Jake's and he was staring at me, while dancing with Tina. As usual his gaze was intense which made me uncomfortable and nervous. So I averted my gaze from him and looked at Karan, who was already looking at me. He smiled as our gaze met. I too smiled at him.

Girls were dressed with beautiful, flaunting and elegant gowns as they giggled and enjoyed the butler’s company. There were at least around 20 or more butlers marching around the hallways. I stared up at the several chandeliers that were hanging up the ceiling and admired the beauty of the room. Who knew this place was this spacious and beautiful? I watched half of the girls and guys enter another room and decided to straddle along as I was very unfamiliar with this mansion, although I’ve seen it from outside a couple of times. It was hard to miss. “You have to avoid being seen by him.” I kept telling myself as I followed behind a girl. Upon entering the room, I realized that I had just ente

Andrew I saw Eliena dancing around so I joined her we were doing a beautiful waltz dance that I planned to do it on very special occasions. Marcus definitely has given her a beautiful surprise and next time I have to give her something more beautiful than this that will make her remember our special moment forever. I can clearly see the way she was looking at me smiling, laughing and a pinch of blush was on her nose with each step of waltz she was looking at Marcus who was smiling seeing us together his face shows that he no problem with me anymore.

I know he was taken aback, my dance is very different from my previous dancing performance. Giselle is a tragic romance ballet. Instead of showing anger and showcasing the feeling of being betrayed by someone you love the most, I will just show pain... the pain of being left behind despite everything that I did- everything that Giselle did. I want to portray a Giselle who shows the meaning of true love. I am dancing as if I am in pain, I am dancing full of sadness, I am dancing as if I was a broken-hearted woman who lost herself in too much pain. I tiptoe and turn around. I count inside my head memorizing each step that I made.

In the old times, we usually hang out for a drunken night and getting laid every once in a while when we didn't have girlfriends. But we can't really do that now, because Harry is engaged, and Karl has a girlfriend and I also used to have one, oh fuck wait, I still have one. And speaking of the one I have, a gorgeous beauty walked out slowly from the bathroom wearing a blue dress that hugged her chest and became flowy from her stomach... I knew the dress was beautiful when I asked her to pick it, but seeing it on her now, made me realized it was more than beautiful. The dress looked like it was made specifically for her body with the way it was fitting perfectly...

She expected that Cassius has no experience in dancing but he’s dancing Bolero quite well. “You know how to dance Bolero?” Harriet said while matching his steps. Bolero is called the ‘Dance of love’ with slow beat where couple stick closely to each other and look as if they are literally falling in love, thus making it he most romantic dance of all. Harriet knew that because she’s been in a lot of party like this before. “I don’t know that,” Cassius murmured, stepping sideward as to guide Harriet. “I just imitating what I saw.”

Which is more vodka than anything. “Business.” Is all he says and I nod my head, not really interested, as I want to dance some more. I stand up, and Lola follows as we go back to the dance floor. Dancing with her to DNA Loving You by Billie Gillies. I get lost in the music once more when I feel hands move to my waist. I stiffen slightly, but for some reason, I relax as I dance back into who it is. I turn my head and see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.

she said once again with sincerity. ** ** The stage was set for a romantic dance, the floor was open to all. Hired dancers were the first to engage and slowly, other couples began to join. Valse à Deux; a gentle dance from the old world French charm, it was beautiful to watch. Jimmy looked like he was about to ask Anna but out of nowhere, Mr. Blackwood approached them. “Miss Ann, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?” he invited with a graceful bow as culture demands.