Dance Stories

Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Mazie has fallen in love. Okay, maybe it's with the ghost of a boy from school she hates, but love conquers all, right? ***** Soon after sixteen-year-old Mazie moves to the town of Dorn, she becomes haunted by the ghost of a teenage boy. The ghost doesn't remember anything, so Mazie calls him Jack. Until then, she never knew that ghosts could tap dance, nor that it was possible to fall in love with one! But then Mazie meets Blake, a mean, popular boy at her new high school - and she realizes that Blake is Jack's living counterpart. This means Blake is in grave danger, and only Mazie can help him, but saving this unpleasant boy might kill her ghostly love forever... [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]]

Dance Moms Season 8 A new team. A new season. A new star Started: January 13, 2026 not edited so there are probably mistakes :)

just two sisters from florida, living on the dance floor Season 4- complete Season 5- complete Season 6- Season 7-

After a tragic accident that completely changes her life, Annie and her twin brother, Austin, are taken in by the Emersons, a family of seven (drop-dead gorgeous) boys. But Annie never expects to fall for one of the boys...let alone two. "A delicious series of twists and turns." - Grace @ HQ ***** Annie Cassidy has always had a simple life. She lives with her mom, dad, and her twin brother, Austin, in Indiana. She's always been close to each of them; a bond nobody could break until one fatal night when Annie's parents are killed in a head-on collision. She and Austin have no other family nearby and are taken under the wing of their father's best friend, Derek Emerson. They move from their small, comfortable hometown in Indiana, to the giant city of Los Angeles, California. Not only are they shocked to find out that the Emersons are rich--but that they also have seven kids. And they're all boys! As Annie begins to settle in, the last thing she expects is to develop feelings for one of the brothers, let alone two. It's safe to say that her new life in LA is about to get a whole lot more complicated. Content warning: mature scenes, depictions of a car crash, and mentions of grief. [[Word count: 60,000 - 70,000 words]] Cover designed by Gillian Goulet

~𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯. 𝐀 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝟏𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝟐 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬

everyone knows maddie and mackenzie ziegler. abby lee's favorite dancers. but let's throw one more into the mix, malia ziegler. the oldest half sister of maddie and mackenzie.

RATED M FOR LANGUAGE AND OTHER STUFF. Kuhu looked at the portrait hung on the wall, the smile on her face becoming increasingly strained with each passing moment. She shifted her attention to her brothers, hoping for some solace. They were all admiring the woman in the portrait who also happened to be THEIR mother. Only their mother. She turned to leave the living room, completely unnoticed. Her footsteps echoed in the empty alley, her heartbeat even louder. As she closed the door behind her, tears gushed to her eyes of their own accord. She didn't know why, she didn't know how...but her feet carried her to the most overlooked drawer of her closet. Inside a forgotten personal diary lay a crippled photograph. One that would never find it's way to the living room. One that was destined to always remain a photograph and never a portrait. Her mother. Only her mother. It was a gift from the most vile woman she had known in life. Her maasi. She had gifted her the picture nearly 5 years back. Not as her mother's remembrance but as a reminder of her legacy. She brought the photo close to her chest and whispered, "I love you, mumma." - "This is your legacy, Kian. Your destiny was carved long before your first breath. You were never meant to walk the same path as your brothers. Your purpose is far greater than theirs." the man said, his eyes gentle despite the sharpness in his words. Kian didn't flinch. "I will never become what my brothers chose not to be." he said stiffly, conviction brimming in his eyes. "Even at the cost of those same brothers' life?" the gentleness was gone. All he could see was a devilish, threatening glint. Kian's jaw clenched. "A pest like you can't even touch my brothers!" The man chuckled. "Pests are underrated, Kian. They move unseen, untamed, untraced and thus...they know much more than they must." "Whatever that means?" "That means..." the man stepped closer. "You know the Devil more than anyone else."

Life changed for 12-year-old Makayla Ziegler when her dance studio decided to film a reality tv show. Makayla already had her name out in the world as she was an actress. Dance had once made the 7 girls happy but that quickly changes when dance becomes toxic and the girls began to leave one by one. With Makayla's life being documented on camera, fans began following her everyday life. From dance to acting and maybe falling in love

"ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ." •*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• ᴀ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴅꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ, ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍɪɴɢ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ?

(sorry if there are any errors) Letizia Manheim doesn't need the spotlight, because her true voice expresses itself on stage amidst the dance moves and choreography that allow her to hide the most intimate emotions, those that her brother Milo's fame will never touch. Malachi Barton, on the other hand, was born to take center stage. Handsome and talented, he has everything he could want. But his "golden boy" armor hides a complex, stubborn, and even grumpy soul. Their worlds collide on the set of "Zombies 4". Malachi and Milo's friendship leads them to cross paths and discover an undeniable attraction. Will it be a momentary infatuation or the chance to finally tear down their masks? ⚠️THE FACTS IN THE STORY ARE SOLELY MY IMAGINATION AND THAT ANY REFERENCES TO ACTUAL EVENTS ARE PURELY RANDOM⚠️ ⚠️ALL PHOTOS WERE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST⚠️ ⚠️This story is subject to ©Copyright, NO COPYING OR TAKING INSPIRATION⚠️ 🥇in #vip 12/01/2026 🥉in #vip 16/01/2026 🥈in #vip 16/01/2026

he's like a poem i wish i wrote - robert irwin x oc #1 in sophiahammons 11/28/25 #1 in irwin 2/12/26

" My Life was a struggle ". She entered HVIS with a name no one recognized, eyes that had seen too much, and a heart too guarded to heal. Ruenna Mariano didn't come to make friends-but somehow, she found them. And maybe, just maybe... something more. But secrets don't stay buried forever. Especially the ones written in blood... Inspired by Lara Flores' 'Ang Mutya ng Section E.' Major elements are reimagined into an original plotline with personal twists."

This story begins right after NDC. The team has won. Rey is happy. Everyone is celebrating. It looks like everything is finally falling into place. But this is where things start breaking instead. In the show, Taani was always shown as too emotional, too dependent, too immature. Rey's fake breakup was shown as something that "made her stronger." Her stepping away was treated as growth. And eventually, she was erased from the story completely. This story doesn't accept that. Here, Taani doesn't leave. She doesn't scream. She doesn't fight. She just... stops. Stops explaining. Stops adjusting. Stops bending. She is still the same good, naive, kind-hearted girl. She still gives everyone the benefit of the doubt. She still loves deeply. But she is exhausted. And for the first time, she chooses silence over sacrifice. Rey doesn't understand what he did wrong. Swayam doesn't understand why she feels distant. Sharon doesn't fully see what Taani is losing. And slowly, Taani begins to believe something dangerous: Maybe she is simply not the kind of girl people choose first. Maybe love is not meant for her. This story is not about revenge. It's not about turning Taani into someone cold or cruel. It's about what happens when the "good girl" finally gets tired. It's about quiet heartbreak. Unspoken distance. And the fear of losing someone who never shouted to be heard - but is now slipping away anyway.

𐙚⋆.˚𝑵𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒆 6𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒑𝒐𝒑 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑 ⋆.𐙚 ̊

Sanskar College... A place where it's not just lectures that happen. Here... hearts break. secrets are hidden. and behind every smile... there's an untold story. R.V. Known for his attitude... but behind that attitude lies a deeply caring heart. And when it comes to fighting- he's a master of martial arts. Rocky. Calm. Sharp. Logical. He always has a solution... as if every problem is just another puzzle to him. Vivan. Music is his world. He heals people- through his voice... his rhythm... his soul. For him, music and dance are everything. On one side... Ishika's broken trust. On the other... Sapna's silent struggle. And in between- a friendship... slowly turning into something more. But this isn't just a normal college story. There is betrayal. There is competition. There is ego. And a truth so powerful... it can change everything. A twist... that will turn the entire story upside down. When emotions collide with ambition... when trust stands face to face with betrayal... Who will stay? And who will walk away? This is a story of- love, friendship, heartbreak, revenge... And a secret mission- one that might make you see yourself in one of the characters. So tell me... are you ready... to uncover the secrets of Sanskar College?

Melanie Vance is the girl who has it all: the talent, the grades, and a smile that lights up the halls of Westview High. But behind the perfect pirouettes and the "Golden Girl" reputation lies a secret that is slowly consuming her from the inside out. Elijah Thorne is the boy everyone wants, but no one knows. As the star quarterback with a reputation for being a cold-hearted playboy, he's mastered the art of keeping the world at a distance. He hates anything that isn't real. And to him, Melanie Vance is the fakest girl in school. One is starving for perfection. The other is drowning in the past. When their two worlds collide, the masks they've spent years building begin to shatter. But can you love someone when you haven't even learned how to save yourself?

Aurora Vargas, aka Abby's golden girl. She was born to be famous. Born to dance, her flawless technique makes her stand out. She's unstoppable, and has been for a little time now. She's a trippel threat. Dancing, singing and acting. She had them all and nobody was save from her. Follow her story to see how she became from undefeated to unforgettable. *** Beyond the spotlight: a legends story, book one {seasons 1-6} Beyond the spotlights shadow: rising from under, book two {seasons 7-8}

Being the favorite had its advantages... or at least, that's what everyone said. Brianna Calder had the best costumes, the most solos, and a name that was always announced last, saved for the moment that mattered most. People smiled at her more, praised her louder, expected her to win before she even stepped on stage. But what they didn't see, the part no one ever talked about, was everything that came with it. Perfection wasn't a goal for Brianna. It was the bare minimum. Every turn had to be cleaner, every leap higher, every expression sharper than the last time. A single wobble, a forgotten count, even the smallest mistake felt like the end of the world. Because when you were the favorite, mistakes didn't just belong to you, they disappointed everyone watching. The pressure never really left her. It sat heavy on her chest in the wings, followed her into rehearsals, and whispered in the back of her mind even when the music stopped. There was no such thing as "just doing your best." Not for her. Not when second place meant you were the first to lose. And Brianna knew it better than anyone. Because at eight years old, she had already learned that being the favorite didn't mean you were the happiest in the room. It just meant you had the most to lose. (DANCE MOMS FANFIC S1-S5)