The Last Dance Novels & Stories

11:59 p.m. "Happy 10th anniversary, my girlfriend!" With Blake West's handsome face before me and our friends watching expectantly, I closed my eyes and made a wish over the candles. 12:00 a.m. Blake immediately reached over and carefully removed the tiara tangled in my hair without pulling a single strand. His charming eyes curved into a teasing smile. "Happy breakup, ex-girlfriend." The private room erupted in cheers. "It's that time of year again! Congrats, Blake. You're a free man!" "Bets are open! If you think they'll get back together, place your bets with me. If you think they won't, go see Brooks!" Amid the flashing lights and pounding music, I remained quietly in my seat as

And at times when you're too weak, I'll be your strength. We're a team. You need not to face a storm alone cause I'll always be with you. I love you with extreme certainty, Maze Johnson-Thornton. We still have one wedding left. But for now, I want you to take my hand and begin again. Let's love each other, all over again." THE END

Noah kept giving her a hard time about talking to Azeph while Will was trying to play peace maker. Louis pretended not to notice anything while Azeph was acting as if nothing happened. Greeting her every day and talking to her like normal. She felt like she was the only awkward one, "I heard that they will be chosing the closing ball dancers tomorrow," Daisy said "What's that?" Elinor asked, "It's the last dance of the winter ball. A special waltz that gets to be danced by a couple chosn by the whole school voting," Stella explained, " Interesting. Do people vote about a particular couple?" Elin asked

" You look... Amazing." "Thanks." I mumbled, watching Alex from the corner of my eyes. " Really amazing." He added, his voice low and slightly husky, causing shivers to run down my spine. I nodded and stared down, not wanting to meet thier gazes. One of them cleared their throat and began speaking. " Uhmm... Would you like to dance? " Patrick asked, stretching his hands out. I stared at it for it a while, hesistating. " It'll be our last dance. " He added.

what will happen when they want to try in all means to exchange Rissa with her step sister Claudia so she will be the one to enjoy life not Rissa? Will they succeed,fail,or love will be the judge Is it the beginning of suffering for Rissa or she will finally find love? Find out in this intriguing billionaire Romance story that is full of drama, suspense, conspiracy,and fight for love THE LAST DAY BRIDE Other characters Claudia_Rissa's step Mrs Jennifer_her step mom(Jenny) Mr Williams_her dad Mr brown_clifford dad Mrs Elizabeth_clifford mum Other characters will be introduced to the story bit by bit

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome Mr and Mrs Marcus Navarro to the dancefloor!" Cheers and applauds were all around them as they made their way to the dancefloor. They had done it, they had tied the knot. "Do you like the dress?" Diana asked her new husband as they danced to one of her favorite song, Snowman by Sia. "Do you like the dress?" Marcus asked back. Diana shrugged. "It's alright." "Just alright?" Marcus twirled her. "That dress cost me a lot of money!"

I murmured lightly, more amused than offended. His grip tightened at my waist as the dance began. “I can’t smile when I’m with you.” I let out a soft chuckle, shaking my head. “That’s unfortunate.” The drums guided our steps, slow and steady. It drew us closer, then apart. Moonlight shimmered between us, catching in the sharp planes of his face. “You should enjoy this even for a little bit,” I said quietly. “It’s our last dance after all.” I felt his steps falter slightly. “What are you talking about?”

I answer “She’s my favorite,” the owner says, clapping a hand on my shoulder. “Best girl I ever had….Luna.” Liam stiffens…obviously confused. “…Elena?” I turn towards the owner “Just came to have my last dance today…. Nothing crazy!!!” He smiled " Having the legendary Luna perform one last time?....Hell yeah!” One of the servers whispered in his ear….he gave me a knowing smile before he left. I close my eyes for half a second.

Yvette could spread all the rumors she wanted afterward, but Danice would make sure everyone believed and favored her side instead—because everyone here would hear and see the truth with their own eyes. “...Looks like we’re not done yet.” Danice smiled faintly at Renee. “I’ll have to trouble you again.” Renee nodded, his deep blue eyes calm and assuring. When the intermission ended, the host returned to the stage and called out the first pair for the Final Dance. The hall quieted, all eyes fixed on the center floor where the couple began to move in perfect rhythm. Danice remembered that Sabrina had introduced herself earlier as a model, but Mrs. Wilshire—who always seemed to know more—leaned

The anchor instructed for the last time. DANCE FIGHTING INSTRUCTIONS PARTICIPANTS DO NOT GET TO CHOOSE THEIR MUSIC FREE STYLE DANCE FIGHTING LAST MAN STANDING WINS FINAL JUDGEMENT WILL BE THE VERDICT OF THE CROWD * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *