Burlesque Stories

S O N D E R " Lay me down tonight, in my linen and curls. Lay me down tonight, I'm your favorite girl. "

In Brussels, three students summon Satan to become rich, loved, and respected. Bad news: he answers. Very bad news: he sends a touchy demon and a hellfire that doesn't burn walls... but egos. In an ordinary apartment tower, Guillaume a trainee firefighter nicknamed "Little Matchbox" tries to contain the blaze while his lieutenant calmly finishes his fast food. The building's caretaker guards his tower like a sacred relic, a brilliant lawyer refuses to be "ordinary," and a fallen Belzebuth discovers that even his own fire no longer obeys him. The result: flaming shoes, collective hallucinations, existential breakdowns, and a demon losing his horns in public. To survive, they'll have to stop trying to shine... and learn to stand together. Because this kind of fire can't be put out with an extinguisher. It's extinguished with humility.

When Emily and her husband move into a mansion on Inwood Hill, she expects a quiet new beginning. The house was once a "reformation home" for troubled women. But the women weren't reformed. They were silenced. As she digs deeper, she begins to see them-glimpses of former performers in feathered headdresses and Vaudeville makeup, dancing between the walls, whispering warnings through the wallpaper. The past isn't haunting her. It's recruiting her. When the glamour and violence of the mansion's hidden history bleed into the present, she must uncover what happened to the women locked here before her... before the house decides she belongs to it too. A dark, atmospheric psychological horror blending feminist revenge, burlesque allure, and the ghosts of Vaudeville. Everything in this house was designed to correct her. But she wasn't built to be corrected.

By day, Sienna Ross is the soft-spoken owner of Silk & Satin, a tiny boutique barely staying afloat. She pins veils, smooths satin, and makes other women feel beautiful while pretending she isn't drowning in bills and secrets. By night, under red lights in an exclusive underground club, she becomes Silk-masked, untouchable, and paid to turn fantasy into slow, controlled temptation. No names. No attachments. Just the music, the money, and the man who never misses her set. Cairo Holt built his empire on discipline and one rule: don't fall for the entertainment. Then Silk steps under his lights and ruins it. He doesn't know her face, her real name, or why he can't stop watching her. When his little sister drags him to a small boutique for her wedding wardrobe, Cairo meets Sienna-warm, talented, and stubborn enough to argue with him over lace. She looks nothing like the woman on his stage... but something about her feels dangerously familiar. His sister already knows the truth. She's Sienna's biggest fan and the keeper of a secret that could blow everything up. As fittings turn into lingering glances and performances start to feel personal, Sienna's two lives begin to collide. If Cairo ever puts the pieces together, she could lose her job, her boutique, and the only man who's ever wanted every version of her-daylight and red light both.

It's a story about four people moving through the same rarefied world, each of them carrying a different kind of power. Soho's elite circles are tight, unforgiving, and built on appearances old money, new influence, favors owed, and secrets carefully managed. Everyone knows how to play the game, or at least how to look like they do.

A retelling of the episode Bart After Dark, with the intergation of my OC Logan Shields and his parents. 👯‍♀️💃🏠🌃🌙🎶👏🍸🍷🌹 Disclaimer: I only own the Shields Family. The rest of The Simpsons are property of Matt Groening and 20th Century Fox Studios.

Rudolph Calagland has a rather unusual dream: to join a Chicago mafia gang. Cool, right? Except that, to prove himself, he's not handed a simple whiskey delivery... but the most absurd mission of the year: to recover a legendary saxophone stolen by Papa Tcho-Tchot, a voodoo bandit from New Orleans. Once there, he's forced to team up with Bens, a grumpy old African-American musician with more solos than teeth. Together, they set off on a quest driven by jazz, spells, and secrets. But to get their hands on The Sax, they'll have to face more than just rivals... and win a jazz competition in a strange club where talent is as vital as survival. Between mafia vibes, voodoo folklore, and fiery riffs, The Sax is a thrilling adventure where music becomes a weapon and friendship, a key.

"For tears would fill my eyes My heart would realize That our romance is through" In a captivating love story spanning the 1940s to the 1960s, a melanated woman and a white man find themselves swept up in a romance that defies the norms of their time. As their bond deepens and flourishes, they face a kaleidoscope of challenges-disapproving families, societal prejudices, war, and unexpected obstacles that threaten to drive them apart. Will their love withstand the pressures of a world determined to keep them apart, or will they triumph and carve out a happy ending in a tumultuous era?

She stitches beauty into every costume-until her own skin becomes the fabric. Lina Marris, a 30-year-old costume designer in the shadowy heart of Oakland's underground burlesque scene, is precise, composed, and always behind the curtain. She dresses goddesses, touches starlets, and lives by a rule she's never broken: control everything-or get consumed. But her carefully hemmed world begins to unravel when two wildly different people enter her orbit: - Richard Carver, a magnetic 55-year-old architect with shoulders built for silence and a philosophy carved in steel. - Delia, a red-haired, barefoot temptation who flirts like a prayer and never knocks before entering. Caught between structure and surrender, love and performance, Lina begins to peel back the layers of who she's always been-and touches the raw pulse of who she might become. A sensual, slow-burning exploration of power, intimacy, and the beautiful, brutal act of being seen.

She's the kind of girl you notice. Not because she's loud-she isn't. Not because she's the prettiest in the room-though she might be. It's something else. A weightlessness, like she's walking a few inches above the ground, like the world shifts to make space for her. Dark, wide eyes hold a hundred secrets but never give away a single one. A slow, knowing smirk. A voice like warm whiskey-smooth, with a bite if you're paying attention. Coco moves like she's been here before. The late-night parties, the hazy dressing rooms, the soundchecks that blur into soundscapes of cigarette smoke and bad decisions. She's the girl leaning against the bar, stirring her drink with her finger, listening more than she talks. Always just out of reach. Nobody agrees where she came from. Some say she was a backup singer for a band that never made it. Others swear she was some rich girl who ran away, changed her name, and never looked back. But one thing's for sure-she belongs here. In the chaos, the music, the stories people tell the morning after. And if you get too close-if she lets you-you'll find out why everyone remembers Coco. But she won't make it easy. She never does.

When Harper Evans finds herself fired from her cafè job and completely hopeless, she turns to her roommate Imogen for help so, after some convincing and convincing and almost begging. Imogens boss decides to hire Harper as a bartender. But is this what she truly wants? or just a stepping stone to get there? And will she unearth the truth about the mysterious man lurking in the back of the bar? This story is for jokes. I did this randomly. This story is completely inspired by the movie Burlesque, and the storyline is very similar, I've tried to add my own twist onto it, so it's not a complete copy of the movie. This is my first story ever, and I doubt anyone is even gonna read this, but whatever, it's for fun. If someone does read this, I hope you enjoy it.

Kurzer Einblick in das Leben von Kristen Bell. Mit ihren wichtigsten Filmen.

In Sarah Goes to Paris, the crisp spring air in Maple Ridge, British Columbia, sets the stage for an unexpected adventure. Sarah, a mild-mannered x-ray technician by day and a wild burlesque dancer by night, stumbles upon an irresistible contest to win a trip to the iconic Moulin Rouge in Paris. When she discovers she has won an all-expenses-paid getaway, she makes the unconventional choice to bring along her two beloved Pugapoo puppies, Mocha and Chiko. As they arrive in Paris, Sarah immerses herself in the city's beauty, visiting famed landmarks and indulging in delightful cuisine. However, the excitement quickly turns into a frantic search when she loses her ticket to the Moulin Rouge. With the help of a kind Uber driver named Meg and a cast of colorful Parisian friends, Sarah embarks on a journey filled with laughter, unexpected turns, and a heartwarming dance lesson with the renowned Madame Gladiolus. This charming tale explores themes of self-discovery, the joy of friendship, and the magic of pursuing one's passions-reminding us that sometimes, life's best adventures come when we least expect them.

~𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓼~ ~"Beautiful things don't ask for attention."~ Mersailles has never been very fond of fate and the universes way of handling things of unusual nature. Unfortunately fate isn't really fond of Mersailles either. ((Will be a 3 book series most likely))

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐑 (BURLESQUE AU) "𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙀𝘾𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙎, 𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙄𝘾𝘼𝙉 𝙅𝙀𝙎𝙐𝙎, 𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔. 𝙒𝙊𝙉𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀 𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙉 𝙏𝙊𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏? 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙆𝙉𝙊𝙒 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙍𝙀 𝙈𝙔 𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙆𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙎" -American Jesus, Nessa Barrett -𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗢𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗨 𝗠𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝗥𝗨𝗡𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗥𝗘𝗛𝗔𝗕 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗦 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗢 𝗔 𝗧𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗕𝗨𝗥𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗤𝗨𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗥- ARCHITECT OSAMU MIYA X TATTOO ARTIST/BURLESQUE(FEM) READER |𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ| 𝑇𝑊： - depictions of Eating disorder's -angst -obsessive tendencies -heavy and dark thoughts -anxious mindsets -Heavy drug misuse

LezMesKnow fresh birds in the hand worth fews in the bush

Life's a bitch and then you die. You know because life can kick you in the ass. Lirpa had her whole life planned with the guy she loved. She was going to leave Atlanta, but tragedy struck, leaving her hopeless, vulnerable, and ignorant on what lies ahead. Leaving Atlanta for Vegas, She learned it isn't any different from the Pitts. There are monsters and predators who prey on the weak. Lirpa gets entangled in the dangerous life of some wealthy and dangerous men.

Quick tip for readers: "Do sit down, Sergeant. Shocks are so much better absorbed with the knees bent." - Lord Summerisle

"In the captivating streets of Paris, where love, ambition, and secrets entwine like a forbidden dance, the spotlight shines on more than just the stage. What happens when desires ignite and destinies collide?" "Montmartre Masquerade: A Burlesque Tale" transports you to the vibrant streets of Paris as Maelys, freshly graduated in European Studies in Liège, Belgium, embarks on a one-year quest to fulfill her lifelong dream of becoming a professional dancer. Seeking advice from her friend Zohra, a seasoned Parisian dancer, Maelys stumbles upon "L'Éclat de Minuit," an exclusive burlesque club. She quickly discovers the demanding nature of the work and begins her arduous journey towards her dream. Along the way, she forges deep connections with Hélène, the club owner, and Laurent, the intelligent son of the club's investor, Lucien. With just one year to prove herself, Maelys must maintain her focus in this spellbinding tale of passion and determination against the dazzling backdrop of Paris.

your name is Bri,you're just a Burlesque dancer at the local club and you're 18.Most people go to that club for dates,night out's or just for the simple show,you worked with 6 other girls Adriana,Jessie,Brandy,rihanna,Louise and kim also with your manager,the owner of the whole club her name was Georgia she was beautiful,had the most gorgeous long black hair ever.Burlesque was your life,your dignity,your purpose. But..Mostly every night you performed,this one man,he had sharp eyes that were strong enough to kill someone with a glare,and a baggy style.And the odd thing he was always staring right at you as if you were his prey.. "Bri,you're more than just a Burlesque dancer to me...!!" - Tom Kaulitz (bio) i do not own the movie Burlesque,any other stories associated to Burlesque or tokio hotel,the characters i made up are completely from my vision but i dont mind if you use my characters description's in your stories and its completely fine to use some pictures or scenes for your own stuff but please dont steal the whole story plot and i am a late updater so dont think im not finishing the story or im dead. Ty Enjoy