Pink Venom Dance Novels & Stories

She clung to the wall while the boss stood up from the bed majestically, his eyes dainted at Elena who was already in tears. The boss tapped on his phone, and suddenly, hip hop music began to fill the room. Elena’s eyes widened in surprise as she tried to comprehend what was happening. “Dance, Puppy, Dance,” the boss smirked, a command laced with authority. “Dance?” Elena whispered, her hands still instinctively clasped around herself, taken aback by the unexpected demand. “Yes. You embarrassed me by refusing to dance with me at the club. Now, you’ll dance until your legs can't carry you anymore,” the boss declared, stepping closer to Elena. She recoiled against the wall, as if attempting to

Tonight, Rin was putting on another show. The younger man was shirtless, wearing nothing but loose gray sweatpants that barely clung to his narrow hips. His arms raised high, back arched, the sharp V lines of his pelvis dipping temptingly below the waistband. Messy black hair fell into his eyes, and his full lips were parted slightly as he moved. Damien’s cock thickened in his pants. He didn’t look away. Rin danced slowly to music Damien couldn’t hear, hips rolling in a way that was far too sensual for someone who thought he was alone. Then he turned toward the window, hands sliding down his own chest, teasing his nipples until they hardened.

Each of these men spends the value of an entire servant to purchase a ticket to a once-in-a-lifetime show. I step on the stage as carefully as I can. I can't let the vampires know that I'm injured or Vladimir will make my life a pure Hell. The room falls silent, all eyes fixed on me, the bodies of the men almost frozen. Vladimir snaps his fingers and the slow, sensual music booms from the speakers. Some women might feel shy standing in front of a crowd of men, but sadly, the sight is too familiar for me. Each of them eyes me with nothing but lust and desire burning in their eyes. I exhale and hold onto the pole beside me, slowly leaning my body back. Pole dancing had never appealed to me bef

It was still lacking, like a lot of other things. Not good enough. Pendwick's fingers curled, palms damp with cold sweat. The smell of the firepits and Nobles' cologne sank down on him like hands pushing him smaller and smaller, choking him with their sickly-sweet oppressiveness. Red eyes flashed at him between the dancers, judging him for having stopped the dance, for letting her go, for failing yet again.

When I reached the stage, I waved my hand to Cristine and when she smiled at me, I rolled my eyes at her that makes her chuckle. “You didn’t inform me,” I said to her and she laughs hard even more. This girl is driving me crazy. I looked at the folks and they are looking at me smilingly. “DJ, play some song for Homber Lewis!” And a familiar song was played. “What the heck. Kill this love by Blackpink” I said on my mind. I lost focus and memories flashes as I continue to listen to the song. Even though I want to dance to this song, I can’t due to memories that happened before because Adem and I used to dance this before. He also dances this with me during the Mitting de avance when I was on t

I asked. “Is that even a question?! Let’s hit the floor!” We joined the dance floor and I swung my hips to the beats of the song. Avery did some robot steps and I laughed. “Yo!” Sky shouted from the other side and he was dragging the Alpha at the dance floor. Oh God, this was going to be interesting. “Alpha, your turn.” The alpha glared at him but then Avery came forward and took his hand. “Lets dance.” she said and he stared at her for a few seconds. The music changed to ‘Girls Like You’ by Maroon 5 and Alpha Dark showed his steps.

He keeps one hand on the wheel, the other drumming against his thigh. "They're not hurting her, Kade." My head whips toward him. "Not hurting her? You call humiliating her, recording her, blasting it online not hurting her?" My voice cracks with fury. "They're doing worse than that." Denver doesn't answer. He just drives faster. ************************* Venom is a pulsing beast when we arrive—bass thumping, bodies spilling onto the sidewalk, neon bleeding across the pavement. I shove through the doors, the smell of sweat and liquor hitting me in the face. The music rattles my ribs. People are everywhere—laughing, grinding, shouting.

he suddenly stepped in front of me, holding out his hand and I put the glass down before raising a brow at him. “Ooh, saucy.” I teased, placing my hand on his. “Don’t ruin it doll face” “Okay.” I muttered and Draven laughed shortly before guiding me towards the dance floor. Couples were already dancing to 'No promises' by Shayn Ward, one of my favorite songs of course, which explains why Draven chose it for tonight. I placed a hand on Draven’s shoulder and took his hand with the other, interlocking our fingers. Draven’s grip around my waist tightened and it caused jolts of electric to crawl up my spine, my heart rate increasing tenfold.

💿 Disc 2 Theme : Deceit . . Ana Pov We stood at the entrance of the pit named Exotic . The neon red sign flashed brightly in dark. What the hell is so exotic about vampires getting drunk off drunker humans? Sounds more disturbing than exotic. Talon had shocked me by dressing with some class. He wore a gray button down dress shirt with black dress pants. He actual looked good but I wouldn’t tell him that. “Ready” Talon asked scanning my body for the hundredth time since we left the house.

, he nervously asked. "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME! I DON'T KNOW.... TWERK! MOVE YOUR BODY FROM SIDE TO SIDE, SHOW SOME ASS, OR JUST SHAKE SOMETHING. DO WHATEVER TO TURN ME ON. IF YOU ASK ONE MORE QUESTION OR COMMENT RANDOMLY, I HAVE TO KILL YOU. NOW START DANCING!", she said with rage. The Pink Devil pulled out her phone and started playing the instrumental for "Clint Eastwood" by Gorillaz. Terrance stood awkwardly and does not know what to do. She stopped the song as she noticed he was not dancing. She got even more angry.