Bless The Broken Road Karaoke Novels & Stories

We were blasting, Icona Pop whilst dancing in his living room. "I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone, I crashed my car into the bridge, I watched, I let it burn", I sang. "I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs I crashed my car into the bridge, I don't care!" he chimed. Then together we started singing, "I love it, I don't care! ...You're on a different road, I'm in the Milky Way You want me down on Earth, but I am up in space You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch

Boulevard of broken dreams. I watched him, almost transfixed by how gracefully he was playing, his hands moving perfectly on the keys, adding flawless riffs and I just had to stand and watch. He wasn't just playing the music. He was the music. The weight behind how he played, the lyrics in my mind as I sang along in my head almost made me tear up. I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don't know where it goes But it's home to me and I walk alone.

she said while pleading. (Author: Let's sing first my readers, please sing with me.) //Playing You'll be safe here by Rivermaya// ⏪⏸⏩  Nobody knows Just why we're here Could it be fate Or random circumstance At the right place At the right time Two roads intertwine And if the universe conspired To meld our lives To make us Fuel and fire Then know Where ever you will be So too shall I be Refrain: Close your eyes Dry your tears

Population: a few thousand very surprised monks who think they’re about to confiscate my heart. They’re wrong. We hit the Arkansas state line doing ninety, bass thumping, valley steam fading in the rear-view like a goodbye wave. Seras leans forward between the seats. Seras: “Official playlist rule: every time we cross a state line, we add one song that would make the Monastery clutch their prayer beads.” Kayo smirks, queues up “Sweet but Psycho.” Remy howls along off-key. I laugh so hard my ribs hurt. The crown pulses warm, happy, free.

Walking away from there after closing the door silently, he keeps humming a romantic song of Rachel Platten, 'Stand by you', "I'm gonna stand by you Even if we're breaking down We can find a way to break through Even if we can't find heaven I'll walk through hell with you Love, you're not alone 'Cause I'm gonna stand by you." Seems like the song is being hummed for Bill and Lily…

My mind is still bothered. /Oh, I'm in pieces, it is tearing me up, but I know A heart that's broken is a heart that's been loved/ The image of Steph and Khai that I saw on the rooftop keeps on flashing in my mind, and I feel a pang of pain somewhere inside my chest. /So, I'll sing Hallelujah You were an angel in the shape of my mum When I fell down you'd be there holding me up Spread your wings as you go And when God takes you back we'll say Hallelujah

I sang along to the radio as I took more swigs. I noticed their was a cliff on the side of the road. It's no use in staying here. I'm fucking miserable and I don't want to be alive anymore. "And we are, we are, we are, got me up all night. And we are, we are, we are all I'm singing is love songs." I sang as I finished my bottle of vodka. My vision became blurred and tears streamed down my face as I hit my steering wheel. "I fucking love you Kat." I yelled.

But her efforts were of no use. Through all the distance, I didn't want to look back, nothing else mattered to me, I felt empty, broken and incomplete. All that went through my mind were memories, memories of our time together. Me with Jade and with him,(Roderigo). "Look where you're going you crazy lady!" A woman yelled peeping out from her class. I hit myself on few obstacles and cars, making some passengers and drivers to yell at me, but I didn't care. To me, it was as if the whole world was mute and went void.

First the rain. Then Matteo. And now this? Today was cursed. I swallowed my frustration and walked up to the driver, who looked far calmer than I felt. “Hey,” I said. “What happened?” “That Tesla hit my car,” he replied apologetically. “It’s badly damaged. I’m afraid I can’t take you anywhere. The trip has to be canceled.” My last shred of hope shattered. “Damn it,” I muttered, slapping my forehead. And behind me…

A curse. I touched my belly, my thoughts a silent promise. In thirty days, when the blood moon rises, the chains on our souls will be shattered. Austen, this is what you owe me.