The Royal Ballet proudly presents the return of a beloved Christmas classic: The Nutcracker

His eyes stick to me, burning my skin as I twirl across the stage. My legs ache with exhaustion, and my head spins, but his hunger pushes me to excellence.

His voice echoes in my mind with each step, reminding me that my best isn’t enough anymore. This Christmas he’s the only thing between me and rock bottom.

Mikhail is the only director brave enough to take a has-been like me, but I’m not foolish to think his acts are born out of kindness. His price is high, and his demands are darker.

Snow flurries, sugar plums, and sweet magic.

Im the broken nutcracker’s doll, and I enter his world willingly knowing there’s no coming back.

My fate settled when I let him get in that car

Now he's coming for me.

Dante Gemelli isn't dead. He's disfigured and out for justice.

He's killed the men responsible, and there's only one thing left that can soothe his soul: my head on a silver platter.

Dante plans on having fun while hunting me, but no matter how much I deserve to be his prey I'm going to save my neck first. If Dante wants my head, he needs to get his hands on me.

The Halloween Carnival is the perfect place to slip into the shadows, but he's already waiting. I'll pay my debts one way or another, and he's not afraid to put on a show.