Fur Elise Lyrics Novels & Stories

And the parts that weren't dangerous, were uncontained, broken from any mold anyone could ever press him into. There was something singularly terrifying about that. "Pay you..." I couldn't even finish my sentence. He flicked open the black velvet box and brandished a ring. "Mr. Astor, I have no idea what you are suggesting but-" I rushed over and snapped the box shut as though if I hid the silver band and winking diamond it would just disappear. He smirked down at me, "Rather bold of you Miss Ellis, there would be a lot of people who would kill for this opportunity."

Velvety strands of sunlight filtered through the windows overhead, casting a warming glow over Felise's soft features. Her glassy eyes reflected a mixture of resolve and anticipation, her hands clenching my own in a firm but tremulous grasp. We were cocooned by the urgency of our critical exchange, deaf to the external uproar that the school bell had ignited. "Felise," my voice was a whisper, a stark contradiction to the lively ambiance around us. She gently squeezed my hand before speaking, "I am not breaking up with you, Ezra. Unless you give me a better reason," she said, her voice wavering, but her gaze steady, searching my face unrelentingly.

~ LUCA'S pov Pulling away from her intoxicating lips, I run my hand over face, exhaling loudly while trying to calm my raging boner which she was currently still unconsciously grinding on, while peppering kisses on my face and neck. "Fuck Iris" I groaned lowly, "please stop baby" I said grabbing her hips to hilt her movement on my cock. She looked up at me, with big innocent eyes, those eyes, God, they had my breath caught up in the back of my throat, so brown and warm, a bit confused about what I just said. Giving her one last kiss on the lips. "We should get to class baby" with my hand lightly caressing her sides, making her squirm a little.

she continued, seeing Felix's eyes widen as he looked exhausted. "A hug. Hug me, Elisa. Can I get one from you?" Elisa was surprised to hear Felix's request. But she nodded back, daring herself to stand up and approach Felix. Elisa opened her arms wide, bringing Felix's large body into her arms. She gave Felix's mane of hair a minor stroke and a small pat on the back. Elisa's heart was beating fast; Camelia didn't know if it was because she was nervous or if it was her body's reaction. But she was afraid Felix had heard her; Camelia felt even more embarrassed until a blush filled Elisa's cheeks. Felix had too bluntly said he wanted a hug from her; it was confirmed that the owner of this body

He's looking at Zire like he didn't believe what I said about him and I only being friends. "Good, because if I have to deal with you idiots for a moment longer, I'm going to tear my hair out," Elise mutters. Zire reaches over, flicking a chunk of it over her shoulder. "And it's such pretty hair." She swats his hand away. "Don't touch me, freak." "Tomorrow morning we leave, so get some sleep soon," Isaiah says. And just like that, everyone's mood is lifted.

I trailed off, realizing that Elise was watching me silently as the air around her seemed to crackle with anger. I shut my mouth and swallowed the rest of my words. It seemed she really was heartbroken. Otherwise, on a normal day, I only ever saw a smile on her face. Damian really was a jerk, huh? Given the circumstances, I had no idea how to comfort Elise. I quietly opened my music app and shared a song with her, titled "Freeing You with a Heavy Heart". That was about all I could do at the moment. Then, I sent her another one called "Letting Go".

“Touchy,” I muttered. I turned my eyes back to the real show. Ferris. He stood like a shattered man trying to glue his pieces back together with bare hands. His face was pale and his breathing was heavy. “Elise,” he said “Listen to me. Just… please, listen.” She looked at him, brows furrowed in confusion. She didn’t speak. “You used to hum when you were nervous,” Ferris whispered. “That same song. That lullaby your mother used to sing. You told me about it on the cliffs that night, remember?”

Elise said as she took deep breaths. Carl shook his head at her and left the door. Elise went out of the room and took her coat and her slippers and left the house. She wandered on the beach, tears dropping from eyes almost blinding her. She used her powers to call down the moon mist and she began yelling, screaming. She hated Carl, she hated this mating and she shouted her grievances to the Moon Goddess.

“Yes! I’m asking you why you did that to me! Why did Elijah do this to me? Just because I was blinded by hatred against Stefan you thought it was a good idea to make me believe you were on my side? Why? Why?!” “Darling, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” “Don’t even call me like that!” “Happens that I don’t understand any word that’s coming out of your mouth. Please, Isela, let’s talk. What did you find? What did you hear?” “Stop calling me Isela! Isela is dead! I found the truth, that’s what I found.”

she repeated as she backed away from the wolf. But the wolf's wide eyes didn’t show bloodlust but a quiet kindness and curiosity as the wolf whined, “Do you know me? Are you mine?” She asked, feeling a lump in her throat. She felt like she could cry. She touched the wolf’s soft, snowy fur, and the animal purred in response. "You weren't here when I needed you, my mom.” Elise spoke as grief gripped her and anger burned to the surface. The wolf yelled in response to her anger and backed away, giving her one last glance before it ran back into the mist.