Crossing Field Lyrics Novels & Stories

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: FOLDED BY KEHLANI LYSS' POV: The wind tastes of frost and moonlight. It brushes over my cheeks like the edge of a memory, soft and biting at the same time. I walk through the silver grasses of the Moonfields, each step parting the pale stalks like whispers parting in a hush. Behind me, the camp is quiet, tucked beneath the black canopy of sleeping stars. But out here, it feels like the gods can hear me.

An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller I wonder how, I wonder why I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together Oh, yeah And oh, my love I'm holding on forever Reaching for the love that seems so far So, I say a little prayer And hope my dreams will take me there Where the skies are blue To see you once again, my love Overseas, from coast to coast To find a place I love the most Where the fields are green To see you once again My love (Source: G****e) Finally, they finished dancing, as Niken, her best friend, finished singing. "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The shouts of the guests wanting them to kiss again began to be

🎵 🎵 🎵 🎵 🎵 (Outro) 𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞𝄞 As the song softly plays, I dream of the day, When our paths cross, I'll find the words to say. But until that moment, I'll cherish the connection we share, For in your world, Tuberose, I find solace and care. 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 𝄞 ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪

The Crossing Nobody spoke. The words hung in the air like a death sentence. They're leaving the island. The storm continued raging. The ocean roared. Lightning flashed across the horizon. Yet somehow— those words were louder than everything else. Lily stared at the distant lights. Hundreds of them. Moving. Slowly. Steadily. Coming closer. God. That wasn't possible. Fair. Nothing about tonight was possible. Reasonable honestly. Then Peanut tugged Lily's sleeve.

Sky called. I made sure Nora couldn't see my face, then glared at him before replacing it with a fake smile. “Hello,” I waved before leaving. — — — After the day’s classes, we got ready to leave and at the gate, Sky met us again. “Babe,” Nora smiled and let go of my hand and held his. “Are you heading home?” he asked. “Nora, I suddenly feel pressed. Let’s hurry up,” I pulled her away and headed for the bus station.

Because Nathan Cross is the kind of man who leaves beautiful wreckage behind. I'm not the girl who walked into this night. That girl wanted him to look again. This one wants him to forget her name. I step back into the chaos, the music hitting me like a slap. The lights feel harsher now. The club—colder. But I keep moving. Because I still have choices. Because I still have fire. Because he doesn’t get to ruin me. Not tonight. Not ever. Across the room—calm, composed, dangerous. He’s not speaking. Not moving.

The acoustics of the room filter out the music from the rest of the club, while gently dispersing the rhythmic and calming sounds of the acoustic alternative song. Feeling my weight lighten, Sam’s hands on my hips, Max’s right arm around my waist, and Damon closing in to join, my body reacts smoothly with this strange new dance of four. As each of them move my body to their visual and tactile pleasure and me feeling like their personal dancer on strings, my mind starts to drift to thoughts of the massive black wolf, the vampire sucking my neck, and the man with the large black angel wings swooping us four to the heavens.

*I can't breathe…* Charlotte thought as her eyes rolled back, tears pricking at the corners. *But I don't want him to stop either. At this point I will pass out.* The music throbbed on, not helping her situation. 🎶 *But let it be, let it be, let it be known* *Hold on, don't go* *Touchin' and teasin' me, tellin' me no* *But this time I need to feel you🎶 Finally, with a force she didn't know she still had, she pushed him away and gasped loudly.

The Crossbearer. Fuck.

“We are not just the future, they say that too often, as if our power is always tomorrow. We are the present. We are now. And the lines we cross today will shape the generations that follow. So I ask you, no, I invite you, to cross them with me.” The room erupted. Applause thundered through the hall, echoing off the walls. Some stood to their feet, clapping until their palms reddened. Others whistled, shouted her name, and raised their fists in solidarity. The flash of cameras stung her eyes, but she didn’t flinch. She smiled, breathless, her heart pounding not from fear but from exhilaration. By the time she stepped offstage, she felt lighter, as though a weight she hadn’t even realised she