Wattpad Dance Moms Novels & Stories

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The sight of her dancing so freely made my chest ache with joy. She twirled and twirled, then stumbled into my arms, laughing breathlessly. I held her tight, enjoying the moment. “I love you, Mommy,” she whispered. Tears prickled at the corners of my eyes. I kissed her head. “I love you too, my love. Always.” "Darling," I began, "how about we learn a new song today? It's called 'A Million Dreams' from *The Greatest Showman*. It's about thinking big and believing in a bright future."

Scott said and he rolled his eyes. As time went on, the stares were starting to die down but Alex never took his eyes off her, neither did Dante or Cole. Mr. & Mrs. Xanders also glanced at her and her kids from time to time. It was finally time for a dance and Bryan saw other kids dancing on the dance floor, he turned to his mother and smiled. “Mum, can I dance with them?” He asked and Blakeley looked at the dance floor and saw kids, she nodded at him and he stood up happily and rushed to the dance floor.

Then I was ready and headed downstairs to the living room where mom was waiting patiently, while smiling at something on her phone. "Thanks for waiting." I said when I got to her. "Why are you smiling?" "I was just watching a video Sophie's mom sent me of the girls. They were doing a funny dance for Brianna's social media, it's so hilarious. Maddie definitely needs dance lessons." I giggled. Sophie was Maddie's best friend and Brianna was Sophie's older sister, they're our neighbours, Maddie hangs out at their place most times. Mom and I headed out to the driveway and got into the car.

It can’t come soon enough. We eat a huge feast, enjoy some cake for dessert, and Mom even makes me, Reeva, and Matthew blow out candles on the cake, which I can tell she loves to see. I guess she’ll never stop being the mom of four Alpha’s babies, no matter how old we get. I love my mom, so it’s fine by me if I have to do a few silly things once in a while for her sake. Everyone starts dancing eventually, and there is only one woman I want to dance with. My sister and brother take turns dancing with whoever asks them, but I don’t really feel up to it and just send all the ladies over to my brother. None of them seem to mind.

The kindergartners were always her favorite, dressed as little leaves as they danced clumsily down the road, enthusiastically hurling candy into the crowd. She held her breath as the rest of the grades passed, knowing that the Women of the Moon portion was next. They were dancers from the small studio in town. Every year they put on a haunting interpretive dance performance, their graceful movements spelling out the history and lore of the town's oldest and most interesting family. It just so happened to be Willow's.

Just like me, my mom couldn’t stop her amusement when she laid her eyes on Dale’s house. “Auntie, you can spend your time in the garden while we are on practice,” Dale stated, handing my mom a glass of juice. “No need,” my mom opposed and took a sip of her juice. “I am going to help you two.” The three of us headed to the dance practice room above. We performed our first part. When we finished doing our part, my mom couldn’t stop clapping her hands, giving us her suspicious smile. The next scene I know was when my mother joined us and taught us the appropriate dance move that will suit the music given to us. My mom held the title “Dancing Queen” during her high school days. It’s not hard for

I'm the daughter of a poor couple who make a living selling fish at a market. We're so broke that every penny counts. Even so, my parents scrape together everything they have to support my dream of becoming a professional dancer. They pay for my training and even spend their life savings on my scoliosis surgery without a second thought. However, when Sylvie Putnam throws me to the ground, leaving me on the verge of paralysis, and then beats me until my face is a bloody mess, Mom barely spares me a glance. Instead, she gently strokes Sylvie's head. "Good girl. You did the right thing after she upset you. Remember, never let anyone bully you." Dad even picks up a stick and strikes it again

My singlehood was a choice, not a problem. And work didn’t leave time for dating anyway. I wove between the bodies moving around the grassy makeshift dance floor to where my mother and Dalton continued embarrassing the family, now doing some kind of one-on-one limbo competition even though the music playing was a country ballad. “Hey,” I said, taking Mom gently by the arm. “Let’s go grab something to eat, and then we can spend a little time letting some people taste your wine.” As I talked, I steered her off the dance floor and toward a shady table covered with mini-charcuterie trays.

She said as she took a hold of his arm as he lead her towards the dance floor. All we could do was watch as the two begin to dance while staring at each other and laughed as they talked. “It seems you showed up in time and made our daughter’s day.” I said smiling. It seems the Moon Goddess has answered my prayers tonight as I look on watching my son dance with Amilia and Now Cammie dancing with Noah a future Alpha of a prestigious pack. Yes, My life is full. I couldn’t be any more happier than I am right now.