Sakura Dancing Novels & Stories

With the mellow sound of the stereo, she started dancing. She was still holding his hands while she danced. She smiled at him again and lured him to dance with her. He swayed a little just so she wouldn't be upset. They dance along with the sweet music on the stereo but the way she dances has suddenly changed. It became seductive and he felt his need.

It was stressful but kinda funny at the same time. Our small group dispersed the second we arrived. Toshiro went to find Momo, Sakura went to drink, as usual, Yua went to play games, saying she can't stay anywhere near Sara. Haruto was called over by his basketball buddies, Sara went to say hi to her friends and I was left all alone. I got myself a bottle of beer then went to the dance. Even if my mind was a mess, I wanted to enjoy myself. Well, that idea went down the drain the minute I saw Ryu with another girl and they were dancing so close to each other. His hands on her waist, her hands around his neck.

It was a hot summer night, with fireworks going off overhead. A woman that looked like she was roughly in her late teens, with long, flowing, red hair and bright blue eyes that seem more significant against her pale, almost translucent, skin, was seated, elegantly at her tarot table wearing a dark crimson cape with the hood pulled over her head, in front of the cathedral, where she could smell the river water on the wind while watching the other people in the square laughing and playing around as they enjoyed the celebration.

Through the wire, I could hear Marcus murmuring coordinates to the security team, could feel Emrys's barely restrained fury through the mate bond. "He approached her that night," Morgana said. "Asked her to dance, tried every charm he had. But Lyra was already mated to David, already happy, and she rejected him kindly. Told him she was flattered but committed. Most men would have moved on. Kieran became obsessed." She swiped to another photo. A journal, pages covered in Kieran's handwriting. I recognized his sharp, angular script even from the phone screen.

Such a blooming process, under the focused gaze of everyone, was quickly completed. Faintly like dancing clouds in the high sky; Faintly like dewdrops condensing into tears; Faintly like an eagle soaring out of a vast forest, like a small rabbit escaping from a sturdy cage. Emma's dance was gentle, graceful, and flowing. With her dance, small and large flowers intertwined, petals overlapping, some petals shyly closing while others unfolded, and various flowers bloomed on the pure white folding screen. Amidst the blossoms, the silhouette behind the folding screen danced gracefully. As the music quickened, the flowers on the screen bloomed faster, more abundantly, energetically, and enthusiast

Two figures were chasing each other and having a good time in the garden. Sakura, who had previously worn a black outfit, had now switched to a white dress. She stood elegantly beneath the cherry blossom tree, looking like a tall glass of drink that drove countless people wild. She was sprinting in front, while Garfield was chasing her from behind. The two continued to run around, causing the petals to constantly fall from the sky. “Haha! I got you!” As Garfield exerted some force beneath his feet, he leaped into the air and hugged Sakura from behind.

The other girls up on the stage are still dancing, but almost everyone’s attention is on the group huddled in the middle of the floor. I threw back the third one and snorted. I half choked, half laughed knowing that Star probably has some poor sap eating out of her ass cheeks and selling his soul for some bump and grind. It would also explain why Randy was a little short with me on what’s going on on the floor. He’s made it obvious that he liked her with the little things he did for her. My body warmed slightly and I asked him for two more shots when a couple of girls leaned on the counter next to me. “Oh my Gods, can you believe how hot he is?" Sakura squealed. She was a big Naruto fan and

and Itsumi replied with her eyes wide open and threatening, "Don't you dare!" Resigning to his fate, Sasuke sighed and made his way to the group of friends. Sakiko saw him approach and took some steps towards him. "Dance with me Sasuke." The DJ played a new song. It was an old school jam in the 90's, Honey, Honey, Honey by ABBA. "But I... I... there are too many eyes around Sakiko!" "Feel free and dance with me," she winked at him and they slowly began to dance, few seconds later they danced fast to the beat.

He watched her, wanting her, longing for her. Sakura closed her eyes, torn. What should she do? Conrad surprised her by pulling her into his arms and started laughing. “Come on, Sakura. Dance with me.” Before she knew anything, Tristan got her by the other arm and chuckled. “You’re dancing with me, sweetheart.” “Oi!” Conrad snapped. “I got the first dance. Isn’t that right, Sakura?” She managed to give him a small smile, though her head was spinning. “How about we all dance together?” she suggested weakly.

She takes another shaky, determined step towards Misa. “No, I need you to listen to me— ”. “I’m obedient…and I know how to…please y-you…so please— ”. “Sakura!”. Misa’s voice thunders across the room. “Let me speak!”. “I’m s-sorry…please…”. Sakura flinches into herself. She’s already begun to lower her gaze when Misa’s arms wrap around her shaking form. “You don’t need to do any of that”. Misa’s pheromones, like cinnamon and something spicy, seep into her clothes, deeply scenting her.