Vine Dances Novels & Stories

All this is barely visible through a shimmering saffron veil that leaves only her green eyes and tumbling auburn hair exposed to his direct view. He hears the low beat of a hand drum begin and the sinuous melody of a long wooden flute. The woman's arms rise above her head as if compelled by the music and he is instantly mesmerized by the movement, by the soft curves of her body barely glimpsed through the veil, by her pale skin. He fears to move, lest this vision vanish like a mirage. Her dance begins.

she helps Jade sit. "Thankyou" Jade thanks Violet. "No worries, you wouldn't mind if I have a dance with my mate would you?!" Violets asks, making Jade shake her head in denial. "No, go ahead. Enjoy." Jade says. "Are you sure Jade?" Violet hesitates. "No, now go." Jade shoo's Violet. "Okay thanks, you're the best" Violet grins "and oh, I picked you up a drink, it's just orange juice if you're wondering".

Dance? With him? In front of everyone? I instinctively looked toward the center floor where several noble couples had already stepped aside. Waiting, and watching. My pulse quickened. “I don’t…” I started softly. Vyan looked down at me. For a moment, his expression was gentler. Then he leaned slightly closer. “Breathe, Alicia.” The way he said my name should not have affected me that much. But it did terribly. “I don’t know the traditional Lycan dances,”

Sus smiled at me and winked playfully then she hugged a man and began to dance with him. - "You are wild you know that? it was very sexy" The man whispered to my ear, but it wasn't the same man with whom I was dancing before. He hugged me from my back and danced in one rhythm with me. He is the one who smelled like a forest. I turned my body and looked at his eyes. I was dancing with a dead one. Another vampire! I still didn't show that I know who he is I kept dancing and looked at his face, his eyes were black but from the lights and smoke, it was hard to see. I never saw another vampire, my blood was burning from desire and I felt so light. I think drugs are destroying my nose because n

I think she's already sweating cold. She wanted to refuse but she also didn't want to drink the vinegar with chili. Who else likes it? Duh! By the way, the 'It Really Hurtz' dance is one of the top trend. Mimiyuuh was the one who made it trend. “Freya, what's the problem?” Hilary asked while holding back his laughter. Vanessa gulped and stood. I understand, Freya. It was also a big shame for her to dance that. 'It really hurtz to love you like this

The master officiating the match called for it to begin. Immediately Nila sprung from a ready stance into Sparrow Through The Brush, she flitted back and forth stabbing with her thin rapier. Fur blocked each stab with Falcon On The Wind, a form normally used for fighting an opponent using a sword with a single edge. He struck back with Tiger Jumps Its Prey, a huge over hand blow that Nila side-stepped. That move would have sheared her and her thin blade completely in half. Nila was wide eyed now, she was completely out classed and she knew it. The fear left her eyes again, replaced by resolve and anger. Boro's fear only increased.

Her body flowed through the space, not a practiced performance, but a raw, physical expression of something lonely and hungry. Leo forgot to breathe. He was a statue in the shadows, a phantom witnessing a sacred ritual. This was Elena Vance. The wife. The socialite. The one supposedly in Zurich. She was here. And she was devastating. Her dance grew more abandoned. Her hands slid over her own body, cupping her breasts through the silk, thumbs brushing over her nipples, which hardened visibly. The kimono slipped from one shoulder, then the other. She let it fall. It pooled at her feet like spilled jade.

Which is more vodka than anything. “Business.” Is all he says and I nod my head, not really interested, as I want to dance some more. I stand up, and Lola follows as we go back to the dance floor. Dancing with her to DNA Loving You by Billie Gillies. I get lost in the music once more when I feel hands move to my waist. I stiffen slightly, but for some reason, I relax as I dance back into who it is. I turn my head and see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.

Unlike the others who danced with abandon, she moved with purpose and precision, each step and sway a testament to her mastery of the art. As the music pulsed through the air, Evangeline's body responded instinctively, moving with a fluidity that was both sensual and captivating. Her hips swayed in perfect harmony with the beat, tracing sinuous patterns in the air as she glided across the dance floor. With each step, she exuded an aura of confidence and allure, her movements imbued with a sultry grace that left onlookers spellbound.