Rainbow Ballerina Novels & Stories

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

Rai’s face was dark as he looked at the very familiar blue, sparkling ball gown and a black choker in front of him. This blue, sparkling ball gown is none other than the blue ball gown of Cinderella in the cartoons! And also in the movies! And right now, it is impeccably similar to those ball gowns! Prejudice aside, this ball gown is exactly the same ball gown in the original Cinderella – the cartoon one!

Ash and his group stood frozen as their jaws dropped when they stared the building. The whole place was literally painted like a rainbow and were covered with intricate designs, huge colorful disco balls and neon lights. The music soared through the air like an eagle on an up-draft, taking with it the very souls of the audience. To top it all, the whole place was literally dashing with specks of glitter, the very thing that you could associate with Alexander. There were a large mass of people dancing on the floor, grinding their sweaty bodies together as they make out and danced like there's no tomorrow.

KIARA Two hours later, Raven and Raihana stepped back to admire their work. "Ok…. I think she looks like a damn bombshell." Raven said with satisfaction. "That lip colour is definitely hers; it just adds to it, doesn't it?" Raihana added. "Yes, girl! This babe’s going to have every unmated wolf drooling…" "Not to mention most women wear long gowns to the ball…" Raihana said smirking. "Damn, I wish we had like a camera to see what's happening out there." Raven said.

Adhyayan is known for his talent to cook lip-smacking dishes all around the world while Anvesha is the host of an inspiring talk show with one of the reputed channels of the nation. When Adhyayan and Anvesha come together, they take vows to complement each other forever! ❤❤❤ The best part about the sun and the rain is that they are both entirely different yet, complete by themselves. A ray from the sun and a drop of rain complement each other forming a beautiful rainbow of seven colors. The seven colors of rainbow depict love, passion, togetherness, emotions, joy, tears, and eternity!! ❤❤❤ So, let's began the rollercoaster ride of Adhyayan and Anvesha and see if how beautiful their rainbow o

“Did you girls get gowns for the ball?” “We sure did and let me tell you, they are stunning,” answered Victoria, smiling from ear to ear. “Raina actually got two dresses but only one is for the ball and she looks like a fucking Goddess in it.” Xander looked at me and raised a brow. “A Goddess? I don’t doubt it. Though I don’t know how you could top that red one. It was something else.” “It definitely tops the red one but you aren’t allowed to see it,” I said, my voice leaving no room for argument. “Our dresses are a surprise.”

I got this hunch that he'd become aware of my gaze and was about to return it, so I looked away immediately. "Are you aware that the rainbow is just an illusion?" He asked turning to me, with that cute smile still playing on his lips. "Huh?" "The rainbow," he repeated, pointing towards it "it's an illusion cast on the sky due to the reflection of light" "Really" I said. He scoffed and silence reigned once again. I figured it was now time to part ways before he begins to grow on me. "I'm about to go in now," I said reluctantly "Which hospital building do you stay?" I grabbed the arms of his wheelchair.

While she was cleaning up the workshop, he quickly took pictures of the sets and the ones that were completed for Sarah, Lara and Kim. She made similar sets for Lara and Sarah. It was a miniature figurine of three ballerinas jumping up, hugging each other’s shoulders. The chain was silk threads woven as mini-interconnecting infinity symbols. The earring was a round disc made from rose gold with three ballerinas painted with colored glass; Each ballerina had a specific color similar to the figurine on the pendant of the necklace, one was fiery yellow, one earthy red and the other a cool blue. Ben’s lips curled up as he saw the colors.

The cold gems kissed my skin, and for a second I almost flinched. My reflection in the mirror didn’t look human and I wondered if the theme was to turn me into a crystal ball. That must be it, I stared at skin pale like porcelain, hair in loose waves to my waist, threads of crystal pinned through so they caught every hint of light, and dress glittering as if someone draped frost over my body. Definitely a crystal ball. I didn’t recognize that girl. She wasn’t the dancer who experimented with colors for a living. She wasn’t the girl who scrubbed her father’s floors to buy his love and she wasn’t the naive idiot who cried at an auction.

She wanted to sell roses with long thorns. I stepped onto the balcony alone and looked out at the ocean. Two lifetimes of despair receded at last into something distant. A coat settled over my shoulders. I turned. Dante stood behind me. "What are you thinking about?" he asked. I drew the coat closer and breathed in the faint scent of cedar. "I was thinking that I have never danced for myself," I said softly. I had always danced to please Lorenzo. Dante did not answer. He extended his hand, palm up.