Future Lyrics Novels & Stories

Seeing me arrive alone, one of my colleagues teased, "Where's that boyfriend of yours today?" I smiled faintly. "Don't joke with me, Lucy. He's not my boyfriend but my brother-in-law. He and my sister are getting married soon, so I won't trouble him anymore." The words had barely left my mouth when I heard Nathaniel's and Catherine's voices not far away. I quickly ducked into a corner and heard him asking in surprise, "Where's Bella? Why isn't she here?" But Catherine just pulled him along carelessly. "Maybe she's busy. Come on, let's go get something to eat!"

he smiles slyly at me, letting the little stream of blood fall from his lip, down his chin. “I sure hope so,” I smirk back, kissing him deeply again. He pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead against mine, “Things are different this lifetime, my Love. I can feel it. I don’t know what the Moon Goddess has in store, but things are definitely different.” I don’t answer. He’s right. This lifetime has been so turbulent. It makes me wonder how long it will last this time. “Time to give our human’s their bodies back, Elexis,” he coos against my cheek in his gruff voice, “Do you think Kas and Amari combined can really do it?”

The voice I needed most right now “Jeremiah!” I gasped, half-laughing, half-crying. “Are you okay? You sound like you haven’t seen me in years” he teased, chuckling over the phone. “You’re not okay” I laughed through my sniffles. “You call three months a little?” “Bleh, life’s been great! Your birthday’s in a few months!” “We still have a month, dummy” I giggled, smiling genuinely for the first time in days. We talked for hours until the night grew heavy.

How could he tell them that his decision to leave the country was largely thanks to this so-called "boyfriend" No, wait. Rowan wasn't her boyfriend anymore. When Hendrix had boarded the plane, Rowan and Sabrina had already gotten married. "We have our own lives now. We don't keep in touch much these days," Hendrix said. His words were laced with an undeniable sense of estrangement. Jocelyn seemed concerned. "Hendrix, did you come abroad because Sabrina's boyfriend couldn't tolerate you being around?" "What are you talking about?" Jefferson interjected quickly. "Hendrix came here to focus on his career and build a better future."

And deep inside her, that small beat reverberated, brass and constant, reminding them both of all they'd suffered—and all that they had yet to face. Their history had been chaos. But what of their future? It had finally found its beat. And it had started with one promise: "No more fear. No more silence. Only love."

I look in your eyes and I can see We've loved so dangerously You're not trusting your heart to anyone When I sang the first lyrics, I didn't know but I looked at the boss and our eyes met. You tell me you're gonna play it smart We're through before we start But I believe that we've only just begun Suddenly everything was quiet so I was even more nervous and I looked at Grace who was ok, I could feel the rattle in my voice so I calmed myself. When it's this good, there's no saying no I want you so, I'm ready to go Through the fire To the limit, to the wall For a chance to be with you I'd gladly risk it all

"Want me to give you a call? So that you can, you know, kiss and may be make up as well?" "We are over." "Hard to believe."

Peter utters. "Lyly, Adam, enjoy the party, we'll be right back." Selly and Peter say then leaving us alone. “No doubt, a beautiful cello under a skillful fingers making a wonderful peace.” Adam articulates. Well, besides his beautiful appearance, he has a smart mouth. All men are from the same planet. I give him a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes. "are you still playing?" he asks. "Sorry?" "I didn't see you in the orchestra, the last time I did was about 5 years ago. I'm fond of your music." He continues.

Andrea was staring at the ceiling thinking when she grabs her phone and play music. Playing: Perfect by Pink Made a wrong turn, once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss knowing it's all good, it didn't slow me down Mistaken, always second-guessing, underestimated Look, I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing

The forest seemed to come alive with the sounds of birdsong and rustling leaves, mirroring the renewed hope and optimism that blossomed within their hearts. "Whatever our future holds," Lyra whispered, her voice full of conviction, "I know we'll face it together, side by side. And that, more than anything, gives me hope." As the golden light of dawn spilled through the trees and bathed them in its warmth, Lyra and Drake held onto each other, looking forward to their future together with anticipation and wonder, ready to embrace all that was yet to come.