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Dance of the Field

Dance of the Field

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 21, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Highschool
Sports
Friends to Lovers
Xamira is captain of a popular dance team, and she's focused on leading them to victory at Nationals. With all her energy poured into routines, school, and work, there's no room for anything or anyone. Mason recently became captain of his high school soccer team, perfect way to start the year. But then everything takes a turn for the worse, his sister gets sick and lands in the hospital. Neither of them have time for love, but sometimes the best things are never planned.
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