Crossroads Lyrics Bone Novels & Stories

A thorn scraped against my finger, one the florist had missed trimming while making the arrangement. I let out a curse as I popped my finger in my mouth and held the flowers with my other hand. I saw a card and I grabbed it. My fingers shook as I dropped the flowers and opened the card. "May all your sunrises be as vibrant May all your dreams be fulfilled. She is safe here until we meet again on the other side."

He looked like a living skeleton, his eyes cloudy and vacant. When he saw me looking polished and radiant, almost out of place here, a faint hope flickered in his eyes. However, it quickly faded, replaced by fear and shame. His trembling hand lifted the receiver. The same hand that once gripped my wrist was now mottled with age spots and scars. "Anna..." His voice was hoarse. "I-if I had treated you better back then... If only you had told me you were..." Suddenly, he broke down like a child. His whole body shook, tears and snot streaking his face.

Just the ghost of his mouth on my skin, the echo of his name in my chest, and the undeniable truth of it all: Nathan Cross fucked like a weapon. But when he said come home? It wasn’t a command. It was a confession.

Again My reflection in the mirror across the room brings me back to my reality. Pale skin, shadows under my eyes and a hollowness I can never quite shake. I barely recognize myself anymore. I now remain a silver of the man I used to be. Thirty-two and worn thin by a past that refuses to stay buried.

I really love you. Through the lines, I only read his reluctance. Without hesitation, I blocked the number that I could recite even in my dreams. On the wedding day, Colin, covered in blood, crawled across the road and blocked our path. Through the car window, I saw him drag himself toward us. He shouted, "Selena, help me! I regret it so much. Come and see me." It was a horrific scene, making me jump. Lucien quickly covered my eyes. "Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away."

I tear off a chunk of bacon, “Doesn’t mean I have to like it.” “You’re the one she loves, my boy. Always has, always will. Our girl will come around, and I know the moon has a great purpose for her. I can feel it in these old bones, Sloane Cross is special. You are blessed the moon chose you for her mate. Now pass me that bacon,” comes grandfather’s voice from across the table nonchalantly.

The song rose through the trees, through the stone, through the very bones of the land we had helped heal. Our song. And it was only growing stronger.

The word echoes inside my bones. Not cursed. Not prey. Not divine. Something older. Something in between. And deep within, the ancient thing in my chest smiles. --- I reach the cliff’s edge. The soil gives under my feet. The wind combs invisible fingers through my hair. I go still—not from exhaustion, not from pain, but from what lies before me. The forest falls away into a vast expanse of sky and shadow. Stars burn bright on black silk, no longer far or cold—tonight they seem near, watching.

Could it be… I looked at the pairs of feet before my face. At this moment, I could feel and hear the whispers of the wind. My sense of smell heightened like that of a werewolf, and of course, I was all too familiar with that fragrance—it belonged to Sky, Josh, Finn, and Quinn. Even before the fragrance hit my nose, I knew very well who they were. “Hello, leech,” Finn said, and they laughed. I wish I could punch his nose! But I couldn't, so I quietly picked up my book. When I got back on my feet, I fixed my gaze on the floor.

Then they resumed their leaps from one tree to another as they inspected the area for any hint of the missing girl. "O what a tender, compassionate friend, He met the need of my heart; Shadows dispelling, With joy I am telling, He made all the darkness depart. Heaven came down and glory filled my soul, When at the cross the Saviour made me whole;" With Ryley continuing singing, they made their way further and further.