Royalty Dance Studio Novels & Stories

After spending the whole day with Zander, going from place to place, getting her hair done, nails done, and finding the perfect outfit, Claudia was finally ready for her date with Sean. She was wearing a cold shoulder black dress that hugged her curves and stopped about an inch from her knees. Her hair was straightened and left to flow down her back like a copper waterfall and her nails were painted crimson and sharpened as well as pointed to look like claws. As Claudia walked into the Dragon's Den, All the men stopped and stared but her eyes were only focused on Sean who couldn't take his eyes off her even when the waitress was obviously trying to get his attention.

“Enough already! I heard you at first, you need not repeat yourself! I am sick and tired of you and everyone else! Yes I am a servant but I am not your door mat. You are servant as well head mistress or the queen’s personal helper you’re still a royal dog Saida. If I can do the dirty work even you can do it. Just leave me alone!” Saida gulped straightening her blouse and held her head high. “You should start working we don’t have much time,” her voice was high pitched in fear and she cleared her throat to make it sound better. “I also wanted to tell you that you will be one of the dancers in the music ceremony tonight.” “Wh…what? Me, part of the dancers? From where will I get the money to pu

Willow’s heart raced in panic, but she could not win against him in terms of strength, so she could only go into the dance studio with him. Once they were in, Willow was stunned by the sight before her eyes. The dance studio was decorated in the style she loved. It had wide floor-to-ceiling windows, soft wooden floorboards, and even a wall dedicated to showing off her dance photos. She could easily tell that Rias had spent a lot of effort creating the perfect dance studio for her. “This is amazing, Rias!” Willow marveled, and the nervousness in her heart eased a bit. Rias smiled. “I’m glad you like it.”

Still, she can’t judge a book by its cover. Next comes the dance practice at a private workshop branched off the notorious 1MILLION studio residing in the main part of New York, courtesy of Lance’s lavish ass. Formerly majoring in dance, Ariana easily trains with Tasha, his lively instructor, and enjoys taking on the floor. Tasha praises her natural talent and insists they work on something outside of her formal lessons once in a while. Alex soon joins them with his own moves once the session is over and the studio is emptied.

King Roy POV... After having a busy day at training area, I decided to release some steam. Going to my club “ FTB” was like going to work but it still has a way of cooling down the heat for me. I watched as people drink and dance, being happy is all making yourself happy but these people make me happy. A lady or is it a girl? danced just at the tip of the people merging together on the dance floor. She looked like she was new at this clubbing and all but she was carefree if she knew how to dance of not she didn't give a damn. I saw as she twisted her waist using so much effort I thought her waist would break she was dancing to ‘Kwami Eugene's song no dulling’ and I didn't know that one has t

"I hope your throat feels better soon. The dance studio is down that hallway, third door on the right." Victoria walked away, fighting to control her rising excitement. After two weeks of surveillance and planning, she was finally inside. The hallways gleamed with the unmistakable shine of money, trophy cases displaying student achievements, artwork in proper frames, technology in every classroom she passed. She found the dance studio easily. Twenty young girls in identical blue leotards were already warming up at the barre, supervised by a teaching assistant who looked relieved when Victoria entered. "Oh thank goodness," the young woman said. "I was worried they weren't finding a substitute

"Kimmy said you want a trial run. What does that look like for you?" I raised my eyebrows and bit my lip. "If you want me to be honest, I have no idea. I have heard some of the stuff that Kimmy and Hayley do, but I'm not entirely sure what to expect." "Well, we have time allotments for solo dances, we have private rooms and working the floor and private parties. Some of our services include going to guest's rooms and putting on a show there." I swallowed hard. "I want to dance. I went to the club the other night to observe and I think I'd be interested in working the floor, and lap dances, but I don't know about the private rooms or anything like that."

" Since it's your first day, Go and look around the studio. After that, you can go back home. Our studio will provide your costume according to the type of your dance style. " " OK. Thank you!" She smiles brightly. After a long time, she feels great. Sophie nods before leaving the room. She has been running her studio for a long time. But very few people who came here can do freestyle dancing. Leona's every movement is captivating. When she dances, it looks like she is flying while consuming the essence of the melody. And, she found another gem that she wants to polish and create a shiny jewel out of it. ...... Leona grabs her backpack and decides to walk around. Her mood is lightened up tha

I sense someone close and when I turn my head, I see Lilli and Drake have joined us. Soon more of the guests, mostly Dukes and Duchesses of Equivale join us and the dance space is full of people line dancing together. The rest of the Royals remain at the sides since they don’t know the steps, but those that are dancing, including myself, all have the most enjoyable time. The song finishes and everyone is out of breath, but Rayne is laughing, and the kids are all clamouring for her attention. “Okay, okay, I will speak to the operator and see what else he has to play.”

This fact is often glossed over by the clergy since they cling so tightly to destined mates and destiny. It’s considered exceptionally rude to play in the presence of clergy and royalty. “Who is the royal emissary?” I said out loud before I could even stop and think. Everyone looked to me and then to the dance coordinator. A bored blink and deep sigh was the only response. “You’re on in five minutes.” He quickly shuffled away. “I heard it was a prince.” Whispered a slender dancer standing near me. “Don’t they usually send ancient distant cousins to this event?” Another dancer questioned in response.