Endlessly By Muse Novels & Stories

There was no time to change her mind. She stood in the middle of the room and started swaying. People thought she was going to dance but in reality, she only moved around swaying while looking at the golden hairpin. After about three seconds, she opened her mouth and sweetly sang one of the melodies from her home. The eunuch was so dumbfounded he wanted to clean his ears and listen to what she was singing again. The completely different language added a more dark undertone to her song but it was really moving. She looked so sweet and yet so vicious that the eunuch could not help but shudder in fear. Her voice really was not bad.

“You’re right, it’s a bar. So why do you want to still go there? I don’t want to enter that kind of place now, so let’s just go home. I am not in the mood to go inside a bar. You know me, Jaira. I have separate time when I’m studying and want to have some fun.” “Pleaseee? I really want to see what their bar looks like. We will just take a glance of it.” I sighed and just let her. She won’t stop forcing me, so I just let her do what she wants. We went upstairs and the guards there checked our IDs first, to see if we’re already adult or not. Fortunately, I have an ID in my wallet. After checking, we went inside the bar. The lights are dimmed and there’s a band singing in the middle. So, I’m ri

Endless. Found you.

*"You could have been *gods*!" Eden sways, the gold fading from his eyes. "We're... something... else." --- **The Coda** We escape as the city collapses, its golden pool solidifying into a desert of black glass. Eden's wounds weep light, the Cantor's melody still buzzing in his veins. "It's not over," he mutters. "The song-it's *in* me now." I press a hand to his chest, feeling the discordant rhythm. "We'll find a way to mute it."

Kaelen barked. Ren stood at the precipice of the terrace, looking out over the Alpine peaks. He closed his eyes, his violet eyes glowing behind his lids. He wasn't thinking about power; he was thinking about the Silence he had found beneath the A****n. He began to hum, a low, discordant note that seemed to counter the mountain’s mechanical scream. ​"The Song of the End is not a melody," Ren’s voice echoed, carrying the weight of the Sun-Eaters. "It is the space between the notes. It is an apology for the noise."

Still unbroken. Everything is still ours. Forever. THE END.

That was more than enough. The End

Hers. Finally. Completely. Forever. THE END

Forever. -------------------------------------------END----------------------------------------------------------------------

Garren chuckled. We left the camp and headed towards our destination. Only three more days and we would be there. During our trek, I had finally learned what the Everlasting fire mark was. It was like a bond similar to what my parents had. But this was more potent. It made us more than soul mates. Unlike the mate bond, though, the farther apart we were, the more chaos it brought to the world. The more we fought it, the more it pulled us together until we were mad with lust for one another. But, in a sadistic way, I found relief in it. Found it satisfying to know I wouldn't be the only one going crazy.