The Dancer (Slow Updates)

The Dancer (Slow Updates)

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Twenty year old Eliza Colby is a dancer. Although she's loves all types of dance ,ballet became her passion at the tender age of 7. It wasn't easy for her dealing with a certain prejudice,but drawing from the strength,motivation,love,support of her family and friends,and her unwavering dedication to the craft Eliza has been able to be one of the top ballet dancers in the country. So much so that she receives an offer to study/dance abroad. Not one to shy away from adventure Eliza is ready to embark onto the next chapter of her life. But just like life things change and a lot happens. Disclaimer:I do not own the rights to the pictures or the music used in the story.My work is original and I am only on the Wattpad platform.If you see my work elsewhere please let me know.Thank you.
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Cadence leaves an abusive boyfriend after years of abuse. She wants to find love, true love, can't live without you love! Can she make it through the lust, lies, and betrayal? Follow her on her journey as she meets new people and loses people along the way. This story may contain emotional triggers!! "As I'm undressing I can still see marks on my body. They don't stand out like they used to. In fact if you didn't know they were there you would probably wouldn't even notice them. After I turned to water to the shower on as hot as possible without burning my skin. I step into the shower and cry. I wasn't crying over Trevor anymore. These tears were for me. For the little girl who lost her dad, for the teenager who lost her mom, and for the adult who lost herself. It felt like the water was washing all the sadness off me because after 15 minutes of crying, it stopped. The sadness was gone. I felt something in me that reminds me of the person I used to be. " These characters are from my own creation. Please don't copy my work or characters. I own the rights to my cover as well and it was made by me. This story contains mature content!! Read at your own risk. 🌟Awards🌟 ✨Chapter 30 was the winner in TWC December 2017 contest. ✨ ✨3rd place in the TWC biannual contest✨

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