Prince Dancers Novels & Stories

She didn't reply as she was focused at the podium downward. Dancers were now having a display in wolf clothing and the drummers beat their drums in rhythm to the dance. "You love dancing?" "I know you're striving to woe me prince Zayn. Don't waste your strength" "You don't know me. You got a mate?" "You got awful dancers down here" She dodged his question. "That's a no. I can see it in your eyes" "And neither do you have one. Don't make it a big deal" "A difference... I don't need one, seems like you need one"

He wiggles his eyebrows making Eli laugh out loud breaking the tension from their earlier conversation. When they reach the front porch, the Royal Guards hold everyone back while they walk up the steps to the front of the entryway. The huge ballroom doors are open as they walk up to the announcer. He blows the horn and waits for everyone to quiet down. Elijah looks around the room and spots Corbin in the back in a beautiful bluish green dress that makes her hazel eyes glow. Aragorn gets antsy in his mind as he hears the announcer. “Our Alpha King Tobias and Prince Elijah Granger of the Werewolf Kingdom and Witch Kingdom.”

“Prince Alexander, I thought that since you have spent enough time showcasing your charity, you might want to finish the opening dance with someone more appropriate to your rank.” It’s the blonde from earlier today. I have to admit she has some balls coming up to him during what I am gathering is an important tradition of the conference.

“The present is so much brighter now.” But the damage is done. I’m acutely aware of Kaelan trembling under my touch. Not with cold. Not with weakness. With barely suppressed rage. “Kaelan—” I start quietly. “Don’t.” The word is sharp, final. When the dancing begins, we’re expected to participate. “Perhaps the Prince and Princess might share a dance?” Madeline suggests with an encouraging smile. “I’m sure His Highness can manage a slow waltz with his wife’s support.”

LIORA'S POV They are dancing so close, so tight, it makes it so hard to watch, and I have to suck back my tears to stop myself from crying out loudly. “It will be all right! Just ignore them,” Prince Tendmond reassures, squeezing my hand as he pulls me out onto the crowded dance floor. He thinks the crowd is the problem? It is easy ignoring their glares and mocking laughs. But nothing can make me unsee the Emperor and Heather, at the utmost center of the dancefloor.

Erik said. "What? No. Not going to happen. I'm already being gossiped about all over this place. I'm not publicly dancing with you." She said. "Oh yes. You are most definitely dancing with me. And please at least try to pretend that you enjoy it." He smiled and then gave her a defiant look. "I'm the prince of Wales and heir to the throne of England and I will be dancing with the most beautiful woman in this room. And you, my dear, just happen to be that." He said and turned to her, holding out his hand. She slammed her champagne. "Pulling the birthright card on me? This is your one time to use it. No more." She smiled and took his hand and he led her to the center of the room. She heard whis

"Fred, not you too." Fred shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry, Nate. The twins do have a point. I'd say that I should go first since dancing is not a simple task." "I think it's a good idea after we go first." One of the twins said. When both Nate and Fred started to protest, Dan cut them off by adding, "Making her a Princess is a lot of work to do and dancing needs proper posture, which we will be teaching her. Right, Ace?" "Yeah, okay." Ace said as he placed a slice into his mouth. Not joining the conversation or much less cared. He was also reading a book.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

“It is my honor to dance with you, Your Highness.” His grin widened as I accepted his hand and placed my palm on his palm that is reaching out for me. I tried my best to not regard the watchful yet subtle gazes of the guests. The couples from the dance floor paved the way when they saw the presence of the prince, so the center was deserted when we went there. Okay, Elizabeth! You’ve got this! It is only a dance, okay? It is not like he would choose you as his bride! “Follow my lead. Have you gone to a ball like this before, my lady?” the prince asked me as he bowed down to perform an inception of the dance we are going to make.

In that respect he’d got off reasonably lightly… what he hadn’t got off lightly with was who his mate was. Well it wasn’t really who… Prince Christopher was a kind, caring and generous prince like his family. On the surface he liked what he saw, not that he’d ever given another male a second glance. But he had certainly given him a closer look at the ball while he danced with his sister. Deep golden walnut hair fell to his jaw, unlike usual, the thick hair had been waxed back, otherwise it always fell into his face. His sharp jaw and golden eyes the carbon copy of his father.