The Last Dance Novels & Stories

She shook her head and returned to gaze up at the god-like man standing in front of her. The Bartender brought him a whiskey and together they sat in awkward silence sipping their drinks. Jeremey’s hand playfully slid up and down Jenny’s arm. Every touch made her body come alive. She wanted to be bold and ask if they could skip dinner, but she didn’t want to be to precocious. “I’ve made reservations at Dromana’s for 6:30pm. I hope that’s ok.” He grinned again and Jenny nodded. “I’ve just about finished my drink.” With that she sipped the last before smiling at him.

😀 What is Last Date about? Last Date focus on the relationship between Jennifer and Terrance. They both live in California, but came from different areas in life. When they first met at The Smoothie Shop, Jennifer invited Terrance to have their first date at her house. When Terrance arrived, he is overwhelmed by the rich lifestyle she lives. But they end up getting to know each other better and have a lovely time together. Everything was going well, until Jennifer mentioned she was into BDSM and wanted Terrance to try it with her. But he felt uncomfortable with trying BDSM, that he decided to leave. Jennifer did not take the rejection well and him leaving shattered her heart. Terrance was a

Before the birthday party even began, Jeannie Collins cast her phone screen onto the large display in the private room. Then she started an anonymous poll in the group chat she shared with all our mutual friends. The question was simple: [Should I stay with my boyfriend to cut the birthday cake tonight, or go with my childhood friend to his movie premiere?] Thirty seconds. The countdown began. The numbers kept climbing. [Childhood friend: 17 votes.] [Boyfriend: 1 vote.] Everyone assumed that one vote was mine. Jeannie leaned back against the couch, glanced at the results, and smiled. "Majority rules." Marvin Snyder immediately slipped the movie tickets into her hand. "Looks like eve

"Sure. We can cut the speeches. Give Grace the floor." Grace smiled. "I don't want to take over her wedding. Just a few words." Dante was serious. "If you're doing it, do it right. I'll handle the schedule." The three of them talked logistics. Booths. Signage. Timing. My wedding. Turning into a sales pitch. And nobody asked me. I couldn't breathe. I went to my room. In the living room, Grace's competition results were being broadcast. Everyone gathered around the television, barely breathing. I packed my old things. All I took was a sketchbook—my childhood drawings.

The struggles and sorrows of that other life were finally sealed away—gently, tenderly, by the hands of time. -THE END-

The night before Liam's departure felt wrong. Emma noticed it immediately. The celebration dinner had ended hours ago, yet a strange tension still lingered in the air. Liam had spent the evening laughing with friends, accepting congratulations, and talking excitedly about London. But Noah had barely spoken. Even now, standing on Liam's balcony overlooking the city, Noah remained silent. The lights below blurred together like stars scattered across the earth. Behind him, the apartment was filled with empty bottles, dirty plates, and the fading remains of a celebration.

But I simply tore up the agreement and marked the date of departure on the calendar. The day of departure fell on Elara’s engagement banquet. Suddenly, it all made sense why Lysander hasn't gone home these days. He’s been accompanying Elara, helping her choose her wedding dress and ring as if he were Elara’s bridegroom.

In the end, I couldn't bear to let Noelle spend the last Christmas Eve of her life filled with regret. I searched through every office on the entire floor and finally found a female doctor about the same height as Ivana. I begged her to pretend to be Ivana. An hour later, the doctor appeared beside Noelle's bed, wearing a Santarina costume borrowed from somewhere on the street. She was holding Noelle's favorite doll. Noelle cried tears of happiness. "I knew Mommy wouldn't abandon me." I covered my mouth and pulled Noelle tightly into my arms. A nurse took a picture of our final moment together. In the end, Noelle died on that snowy Christmas Eve.

" I thought, watching Marco chatting with Leonard and laughing. I stood from my seat and picked up the bouquet of roses I hid under the table. I am Lyza's last dance, and I want it to be memorable for both of us. "It's my turn. " "Okay, go. Show everyone that Lyza is yours. " Renzo said, grinning. I chuckled and made my way to the dance floor. Lyza smiled when she saw me, and Dustin quickly let go of her and patted my back before he left. "Happy birthday, Love. Can you give me the honor of being your last dance forever? " "I can't promise that you will be my last dance, but I can promise that you will be my last love. " My heart filled with joy hearing that, and I handed the bouquet of roses

I replied and sipped the content of the champagne in my glass while Belle chuckled. I held her head and placed a deep kiss on her lips to her surprise. "Just because you look amazing tonight. I will reward Pablo for this look." Belle smiled and blinked her eyes once at me. "I need to talk to my family, click my glass with theirs and then we'll have a dance." "Sure thing." She said, completely okay with it. "Wait here." I said to her and then walked away to where my family stood, still wondering why Belle wasn't standing with them and when she would begin to feel comfortable enough to.