World's End Dancehall の小説・ストーリー

Crystal said, “What if she’s some sort of undead?” “I don’t know...” Walker shook his head, “Get back to Dante as soon as possible. They’re going to start the dance soon.” The dance—almost like an insane version of musical chairs. A person danced and danced with different people for a duration of a song—typically about five minutes—and then, somehow, whoever they’re standing in front of when the song ends is who their mate is. “It’s almost time..” Walker whispered as Jadis and a few of the other witches zeroed in on the elders who were still seated and emotionless at their table on the stage—none of them masked, but they were in their gaudy robes.

I wanted more,i took two more shots and my head was in the clouds "Wanna dance?" Dylan asked And I don't know why but i felt free,like i didn't have a dare in the world and i dragged Dylan to the dancefloor and i let myself go,i swayed my hips from left to right and danced like i owned the world,i climbed to the top of the coffee table and continued to dance,i started feeling hot and i took off my jacket,to reveal a tiny top i wore an the guys went wild,they were shouting and whistling and i was happy and continued to dance

Oh, no mountain's too high and no ocean's too wide 'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop Let it rain, let it pour, what we have is worth fighting for You know I believe that we were meant to be, yeah It's like catching lightning The chances of finding someone like you It's one in a million, the chances to feeling The way we do And with every step together We just keep on getting better So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?) Can I have this dance? Can I have this dance? Can I have this dance? When the music ended, we also stopped quite breathless. We are still looking eye to eye… And there I came back to reality so I immediately let go and parted away.

We danced until dawn. THE END..... THANK YOU

New York to London, over to Japan Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up We gonna party like, party like it's the end of the world We gonna party like, like it's 2012 You know that it doesn't matter as long as we got each other Turn it up, turn it up, mash it up, it ain't the end of the world, oh/ A lot of students are already here in the gym, occupying the seats. Fortunately, there are some seats in the front that are not occupied yet. Sab and I occupied the two seats in the front.

She just wanted to dance and have fun. She ordered a drink and started dancing as soon as she heard the music boomed on the speaker. People flooded the dance floor and she went with them. She wants to dance all night and forget about the world. The world doesn’t give her anything anyway but pain. She must have been dancing for a full hour when she felt thirsty, so she went to the bar and ordered a drink. A man tried to approach her but she was quick to stiffen her neck. She finished her drink as fast as she could and went back to dancing. She was really enjoying the music when she felt someone hold her hips. She tried to ignore it and move a bit so they wouldn't be touching but he moved clos

Later on, I look at this black and round intelligent entity again and asks the last question that subconsciously bugging me right now. "How many points do I need to redeem my world?" It's an understatement to say I was shocked when it starts laughing its ass off, I was startled. I don't feel good about this. Can I still turn the offer down? "Good question, Host! To redeem your world you only need 1,000,000 points for that!" I feel lightheaded the moment I heard the number of points I need. I never felt so cheated like this before, "How am I suppose to collect that much?!"

We were locked in a dance of seduction, a dance that could have only one outcome. The world swam around me, a kaleidoscope of color and sound, as Alex claimed my mouth in a bruising kiss. His tongue danced with mine, and I knew that we were no longer just two people in a crowded club. We were predator and prey, locked in a dance that was as old as the moon itself

"No way. According to Beastfolk tradition, we're supposed to be completely loyal to the one who saved us. No matter how they treat us, we're bound to endure it. If we break that ancient rule, we'll face severe punishment. How could he do that to you?" I gave a bitter smile and shook my head. "I don't know either. And what do you mean by 'severe punishment'?" "I'm not sure. I only know it's really, really bad." "I see. Forget it. No point thinking about it now." I pulled Blazewing down with me onto the couch. "The heatwave apocalypse is almost here. Shouldn't we be preparing something?" We thought about it. Air conditioners wouldn't help. Once the apocalypse started, the power and water syste

I downed it in one burning gulp. "Another." By the third pour, the world had softened at the edges. Bodies moved in hypnotic rhythms on the dance floor—females in backless dresses arching against warriors bare-chested beneath their suit jackets. The air thickened with pheromones and broken inhibitions. Then I saw him.