Step Up 3d Novels & Stories

I hissed, my voice as cold as ice. All three of them turned deathly pale, and they started trembling. Then, I shifted my tone. "But considering that Grandpa once mentored the three of you, I'm willing to give you another chance." Hope immediately flared in their eyes, and Michael was so excited his voice quivered. "I knew you still loved me, Ariel!" "Stop! Enough. I'm not worthy of that so-called love of yours," I interrupted him coldly. "I'm only giving you a chance because I don't want Grandpa's efforts in mentoring you to go to waste. There are a few entry-level positions at Kingston Group. You can start from the bottom."

Just as I had finished checking in and turned to walk up the stairs, Nathan rushed in suddenly. He was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his face was flushed from running. "Did someone just check into a room here? Did a woman named Yvonne Liesel check in? Tell me, quick!" he demanded.

Jack mimics my pace, having us walk side by side as we enter into the lobby. My finger applies pressure onto the elevator button, having it open almost immediately. We then step into the space; before clicking on level three and watching the doors close before us. After a few seconds of waiting, the door finally reopens, revealing the third floor. We walk down the semi-narrow halls before eventually being faced with my dorm room. Fuckkkk, I really need to start bringing my key with me when I go out places.

Her swiped back his hair and winked at me, I giggled and got up of the floor, I dusted off my dress and pulled it down so it wasn't too high, I then pulled Adrian up. "Dude, what are you trying to do?" Adrian got up and approached the boy, The little boy buffed out his chest and walked up to Adrian , it was quite funny to see a small boy trying to intimidate someone like Adrian . "Ehh I'm trying to win over the fine lady, I’m sure I can treat her better than you." I walked up in front of Adrian, the little man cleared his throat before getting in a fancy posture with one hand in front of him, the other behind him and a very straight back.

And humans falter. I pressed the center, closing distance, and felt the rhythm solidify. The stepbrother pivoted, attempting to break free, but the coordination of three humans acting as one cornered him. He froze, calculating, but the micro-errors we had forced into his system had created leverage we could not ignore.

She was holding a wine glass and casually grabbed another cup of juice before stepping toward me, handing it over with a condescending smile. I'd seen enough of the petty rivalries in high society to know what was going on. My eyes darted nervously to the security camera, wondering if she might suddenly trip or make a scene. It was as if she knew exactly what I was thinking. She chuckled lightly, placing the juice in my hand. "We're the Paynes, a powerful family in Joshuaberg, not some distasteful nouveau riche group," she said with a practiced air of superiority. "So don't worry. I won't resort to those low tricks."