Novel & Cerita Vampires Dance

Clementine POV "Listen, students of Vampire High, welcome to National Vampire High Day year 29768." Chairman's introduction that we are at the top of the stage with some board of Chairman. Everyone applauded so I just joined. "Today, we're going to celebrate it. But first, we the board Chairman of Vampire high wants to say Thank you to the Vaughn family." The Chairman said that's why everyone looked at our behavior. Wrong, they Fin turned out. The twins just smiled with Creed except for Fin who had no emotion.

That thought paused in my mind as I realized that Nico had been moving us over to the group of vampires as we danced. "Aren't people going to think that you dancing with your pet is weird?" I asked. I already knew how Lord Bronwyn would feel about it, and I'm guessing that some of the other vampires around us probably think the same thing. Even I thought that it was weird. "Yea probably," he began, "They would all think that it was repulsive, but like I said, you're outshining everyone. As far as I know, they all probably think that you're a vampire at first glance."

I looked around, trying to spot any signs of movement in the darkness but the vampires seemed like ghosts, attacking quickly and then vanishing back into the night. Amidst the chaos, I had a feeling of impending danger. I sensed someone behind me, and a chilling breath touched my neck. I turned quickly, holding my dagger up, only to face the cold stare of a vampire. The vampire lunged at me with a fierce hunger, showing its teeth in a menacing snarl. I fought bravely, swinging my sword at the vampire's sharp claws. We fought fiercely, trying to stay alive but the vampire was too strong, and I couldn't defend myself well.

She follows my gaze and raises an eyebrow. “Okay, so... is it just me, or do werewolves have the weirdest dance moves ever?” she says, her voice low enough that no one else can hear. I laugh softly, the sound escaping before I can stop it. “Oh, no, you're right. It’s like, they’ve got these moves that are either too fluid like they're about to shift at any moment, or they’re so stiff that I’m pretty sure they’re just trying to avoid stepping on anyone’s tail.”

All I could hear was the sound of my pulse beating loudly in my ear and the music that was blaring in the bar. Closing my eyes, I just let my body move to the music with the help of the guy I was dancing with. A few minutes later, Kalea must have realized I snuck away because she tried to pull me away from the dance floor. Yanking my hand from hers, I stumbled away from her. “I am having fun. I am fine.” I told her as I let another vampire grab ahold of me to dance. He was getting a little grabby for my taste, but I just ignored it and let my worry-free mind just enjoy the music. I wasn’t sure how long I stayed on the dance floor, but a few guys took turns dancing with me.

Down the table, vampires kissed, their tongues dancing over each other’s skin and mouths. “Well, that’s my cue,” I said, pushing back from the table. Lance held my chair as I rose from my seat. As we left the room, I looked over my shoulder and vampires were fondling each other. One female with long auburn hair was already lying across the cleared table. A male vampire unzipped his pants, already pushing up the hem of her dress, as another female on the other side of the table gave the auburn female a long, languid kiss, reaching down the thin fabric of her spaghetti strapped dress to her voluptuous breasts. The male vampire’s cock was in his hand, hard and ready as he pulled the woman to hi

The music is playing and the different lights are making me crazy. I grind against Damon as I dance and I can feel his bulge in his pants. Jasper is dancing with a pretty tall girl with very short hair, they are making out and dancing close to each other. The girl smiles at me and I nod. My body suddenly feels hot all over and I know someone is watching me intensely as I dance dirty to Damon. My vision sways to the VIP lounge where I see him, Xavier Stormcold.

Her heart ached with the weight of it. She moved slowly. Fingers brushed. And then, his hand closed around hers. No fire between them this time. Just warmth. Just touch. Lucien guided her into the dance. A step. A pivot. A slow circling rhythm. The melody was one she’d heard only in stories—music from the vampire courts of old, where dances weren’t for celebration, but for mourning. For goodbyes. A farewell waltz. She didn’t ask how he knew it. She didn’t need to.

"There would not have been a brawl, only death." "Then I'm glad you calmed the situation. A bar fight is easier to explain to the authorities than dead bodies. May I request a dance with your mate?" Brandt grinned, "Ask her yourself, and if she says yes, keep your hands where I can see them." "You've always driven a hard bargain." The vampire's gaze then landed on the she-wolf in question. He gave a slight bow. "Emily may I have this dance?" Emily hesitated and looked to Brandt. The vampire made her nervous. Brandt's words in her mind enabled her to walk forward. "It's an honor for him to dance with you. He is my friend and you are safe."

Sam had kept waiting for an opportunity to take her aside, but none seemed to present itself. It was a rowdy and bustling crowd of hundreds of vampires and human warriors, and as the drinking and feasting went on, the merriment turned into an outright dancing party. More musicians came, the music grew louder, the drink stronger, and people paired up, dancing in old-fashioned ways, locking arms and spinning in one circle, then locking arms and spinning in another. Men grabbed each other by the shoulder, forming circles, spinning round and round, and women grabbed women. Then they all switched off, and men and women danced with each other. There were smaller circles and bigger circles, couples