Reaper Dancing Novels & Stories

There is no question. "Miles," she whispers, and the way she says my name is like a prayer. "Can you not dance with me?" She pulls me up. I laugh out loud. "Who said I cannot?" I ask, wrapping my arms around her waist as I entwine my fingers with hers. We sway to a slow music which I cannot even see the player. Everything feels perfect and surreal. Rhea places her head on my chest as we dance. "Why did you choose Yuri for the games?" I ask.

Across their foreheads laid one thick white stripe parallel to the line beneath their eyes. I moved Raya back as the drum circle began. Their steady beat commenced the dance. A few seconds later, Yash's chants accompanied the steady rhythm. The dance started with their feet stomping to the beat of the drums harshly on the ground. Eventually, they would lift their hands to the moon and then back down in front of them. The second their hands came down, they grabbed the fire before them.

He said and chuckled at his own words. "Your mother is here, Christian." Belle said to me and I looked around to find her talking to my father, uncle and cousin. "Well enjoy yourselves guys, we'll surely talk again before the ceremony is over. You owe me a dance Nat." "Sure thing. Come find me when you are ready." She replied. I saluted to her and walked away with Belle's hand in my free one. My mother was dressed in silver, the stones radiating with the light making her glow like the chandelier used to decorate the halls.

she said as they sat back down on the chairs. “And who’s your type of guy?” Christopher asked curiously. He raised his eyebrows, awaiting an answer. “Well, I like...” “What are you guys doing here? Come on, let’s dance!” Daisy said, pulling them both back to the dance floor. They put on soft country music. Christopher put his hand on Palmer’s waist while the other hand took hers. They swayed, not taking their eyes off each other. Palmer put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her while the music played, making them enjoy every second.

he said, his voice low, a rough rasp of calm. Reaper stepped inside, the hallway light casting him in long, intimidating shadows that stretched across the floor. His leather cut hung open over a black shirt, and his dark jeans were grease-stained, familiar signs of his world. There was something off in his posture—shoulders tense, but not in that calculated, ready-to-fight way. This was something else. Worn. Like he carried a weight no one else saw. He glanced at the untouched sandwich on the small table by the window. “You planning on starving yourself?”

I hurl her pregnant ass off the chair. "Bye, Becca. Take care of yourself" "Yeah, you too. Drive safe" "Yeah," she says before walking out, I watch her kiss Reid on the cheek before disappearing out the doors. Reid turns to me. "Having fun?" He asked and I smile. "Yeah" He rolls his eyes. "Liar. I see you longingly staring at the dance floor" he hooks me and I grin. "Come on, let's go dance" Ried takes my hand and leads us to the dance floor. His hands go to my waist as I dance and I'm glad it's him I'm dancing with and not some stranger who I'd have to grind against.

After three, or was it four, drinks, Ren says, “You're trying to get laid, huh?” “I already told you, dumbass.” To me, she says, “Let's dance.” Any protest dies on my tongue as she drags me to the stage, where the sweaty bodies are writhing. “Let's let loose tonight, babe.” I giggle as we find a spot on the stage. I'm buzzed. The DJ picks the perfect tune, “Something Big” by Davy C. I'm feeling myself as we grind against each other. I let loose, dancing sensually to the music. My hips move in circular motions before moving up and down.

What a woman. We downed the shots immediately and ordered for a refill which he brought again, his eyes all over Rhea. After downing them, we decided to dance. We headed for the dance floor that was filled with sweaty bodies. Just then, Hot girl summer by Megan Thee Stallion came on. Trinity and Rhea screamed in excitement, dancing along to the beat. I followed them as they pulled me deeper into the dance floor, creating a circle for us. We danced to the song, moving our bodies to the rhythm and shaking our asses.

Reaper pushed me off of him, his face bleeding and I wanted to unsee the visual before my eyes. Reaper is the most practical one of my men. He knew what to say, whether right or wrong, it just turned out to be the truth. "You can't get enough of the truth, huh?" he asks giggling. "I said you should shut up," I order. I was going to end up with a heart attack if I couldn't control my breathing, and the earth beneath my feet seemed to be shaking. "I will be downstairs if you need me," Reaper says turning to leave.

Graduation day at Reaper training My name is Skye Evanore Reoch and I'm the only daughter of the reaper king and queen. I'm half reaper and dark witch and possess loads of magic. My parents, Rowen and Ayira rule this reaper section out of thousands that cover the entire earth. Anyway, back to me, being the only girl out of four children, I'm a daddy's girl. I have an older brother Liam who is off being taught some things from his dark elf grandfather and my younger twin brothers Brodie and Brayden. I decided that I wanted to become a reaper and not just a boring princess lounging at a palace waiting for my parents to wed me off to some pompous prince so I enrolled in the reapers training pro