Mine Dancer Novels & Stories

She was enjoying our dance and I loved watching her, loving the way she moved in my arms, giving herself over to the rhythm of the music. When the song ended the crowd applauded, bringing us back to reality. She laughed breathily and her cheeks pinked up. “Didn’t know you could dance like that Nico.” “I like dancing with you, baby girl.” I kissed her hand as we moved off the dance floor, keeping an eye on the senator’s daughter as we moved to get another drink and some snacks. The senator zoned in on us then, a smooth smile plastered on his face. “Welcome, welcome. I don’t think we’ve met.” He said, hand outstretched. He took my hand between both his. “Dimitri Minsky.”

I couldn't control the grunts that escaped from my lips, nor did I attempt to, my chest heaving up and down as she rotated her hips around my cock in a slow, sexy motion. Fuck me. I had forgotten that she was a dancer, a wild exotic dancer who sent her audience jerking off hours afterwards, and spending their last dime to watch her dance again. Just as it may have escaped my mind, that she was an ex assassin, renowned for never missing her target. And right now, she was killing and sending me to heaven and hell, her dilated pupils bearing down on me as she rotated and bounced on my cock. "Baby..." I managed to muster the strength to mutter that word, reaching for her hands.

The door of the bathroom flew open, what I first saw was a white skin, fragile white legs on a pair of slippers. I looked up and found a towel wrapped about the body from the waist to the two knees. I was sure this mustn't be a lady because a lady would definitely not wrap a towel from her waist but instead from her chest. Then my eyes moved slowly upwards, I saw... packs...six packs...well set and arranged. I saw a muscular body, then I lifted my eyes up...I saw... a pretty man. His dark oily hair fell slightly on his forehead giving him the cute appearance of a young high school boy. His sideburns and flirting eyelashes with light but tiny pink lips can make any lady crawl into his bed wit

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

I drawled, taking his hand. We stepped closer to the stage, only to jump back as a car was pushed onto the dance floor. Upon closer inspection, I realised that it was made of old cardboard boxes, and my mouth fell open. Mae was behind it, pushing it disjointedly onto the dance floor and beaming at everyone she met eyes with. Her curls had been tucked under a bandana, and she was dressed in a black leather jacket and black trousers. A greaser, then – not a Pink Lady as I’d imagined.

Makynzee It’d been two weeks since Kalil saw me dancing and he hadn’t faltered at all. I’d been getting dirty looks from most of the dancers though. Cari said they thought I was out to take their spots. One of them purposely bumped into me as I made my way back to the bar. They called her Dynasty. The looks and attitudes reminded me that my hair was getting too long and I made a mental note to get a haircut as soon as possible. I was tempted to said something, but Cari’s voice caught my attention first.

The Black Jackson came up with the ‘Sly Dance,’ and so did many other urban legends from James Brown to Bunny Hem, and MJ’s Moon Walking. Everyone of them had a killer weapon dance move to their name and I Melina Sparks is no exception. I called this one, mine ‘the Snake Walker.’ You had to make your body as light as an atom, and place your body in one accord with the wind. You had to make your bones as flexible as queen’s of the forest, the snake and with its venomous you hope spit into the opponent’s eyes, therefore creating an illusion surrounding him and then you strike him down on the dance floor and claim your victory. I placed my head up side down and with my two hands closely comp

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

I left the room and walked down the corridor and then eventually down the stairs. “You look very ravishing,” Dominic said as he walked up to the female and hugged her. “And you, too, you don’t look too bad,” she replied, still in her loud, cheery voice. I finally made it downstairs and saw the random female. She was short, blonde and had bright blue eyes. Eyes that almost matched Rebecca’s- those icy blue round eyes. She had a bright smile on her face, and she looked genuinely so happy. “Oh! Hi there, I am Ruby.” she smiled at me as she stretched out her hand

I looked at Ivan, and he pointed me toward the makeshift dance floor. I waded into the sea of people in search of Minerva. I saw people kissing, and others were dancing extremely close, sometimes even making me a little envious. What? I'm a guy, I have needs. The music made everyone move back and forth, occasionally causing me to lose my balance. I was getting worried because I couldn't find Minerva anywhere, and it had been a few minutes already. As if an aura surrounded her, I looked to my left and saw her dancing alone, as if no one else was with her. She swayed her hips to the rhythm of the music, playing with her hair and running her hands over her body in an extremely sensual manner.