Novel & Cerita Kiss The Rain Piano Chords

"Feeling like I'm Breathing my last Breath. (He paused and played the piano) Feeling like I'm walking My last Steps. (He paused and played the piano🎹) Look at all Of this tears I've wept. (He paused, played the piano again, then heaved deeply) Look at all The promises That I've kept. (He paused, played the piano with force this time, which made the tunes higher) I put my heart Into your hands Here's my soul

Sheridan stands beside him, her bare skin glowing in a fancy leather harness, swaying a little with excitement. Trey finishes and turns towards her. He snaps his fingers and she falls to her knees, gazing up at her mate. I don’t need to see her face to know that her eyes are shining. Trey’s face softens as he looks down at her. Another couple stealing a moment before they engage in the complicated mating dance of submission and dominance. I’ve seen it a million times before, but somehow it’s not as grotesque on shifters. That still doesn’t mean I get it. I climb the rest of the stairs and hit the door with my fist to escape.

I breathed deeply, and thankful that my normal breathing came back. I tried really hard to calm myself down, thank god, I did. "Yes, Ms." I stood up and approached the black grand piano. My heart was still not calm at all, it was thumping loudly again. I sat down on the small chair, my hands were trembling. I closed my eyes for a moment, then I started playing the chorus part of Kiss In The Rain. While playing, I was surprised that I can still remember the notes. Everyone clapped their hands when I finished playing that song, I quickly walked back to my sit and covered my whole face.

I kissed him like I had wanted to kiss him every day since we said goodbye. I would have kissed him for forever, but a truck zoomed past, shaking the car and honking loudly. Dean and I were startled out of the kiss, noticing that sunlight was now filtering through the car windows. The rain had slowed from the torrential downpour back into a light mist. The sky was lighter and the thunder no longer made the ground shake. Our gray world of rain had dissolved, and we were back in the real world. Dean let go of my hand. "Dean, I-" I started, my hand touching my lips. I wanted to kiss him again, but now the world could see us.

"Good, girl." Xavier immediately captures my lips in an explosive kiss, a collision of pent-up emotion and passion. This is not just a kiss; it's a declaration of war against my sanity. His tongue sweeps across my lips with possessive demand, forcing me to open up and accept his complete dominance. I let out a soft moan, my hands weaving into his hair, pulling him closer until no air remains between us. The kiss is hot and wild, tasting like a burning, potent fragrance. Each touch of his lips seems to absorb all the wounds of betrayal I felt, replacing them with electric sparks that burn through my nerves. His steel-hard embrace is the only thing that feels real and dizzying.

As Kai drove out of the parking lot, the heavy rain drummed against the car’s windows, the rhythmic sound was soft. Tiffany's breath mingled with the low hum of the car, the quiet space filled with the sound of the rain tapping against the glass. Despite the storm, there was a sense of desire.

Her scent of lavender and chamomile wafted into his senses, making his nerves frazzle. As the tears subsided, Thygas's fingers gently tilted her chin up. Their eyes locked, and Rain saw the depth of his feelings reflected back at her. Without thinking, she leaned in, her lips brushing against his in a soft, tentative kiss. Thygas felt his heart swell with emotion, his love for her dark beauty shining like a beacon in his soul. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, suspended in this moment. Thygas's lips moved slowly, tenderly, deepening the kiss. Rain felt herself drowning in the sensation, her heart, still raw from grief, beginning to heal in ways she never though

Father's disdain for my existence, particularly my gender, had never been a secret, but hearing it spoken aloud by him was a new level of pain to bear. After minutes of silent tears, I allowed my gaze to wander around my dim, lifeless room. An idea sparked within me, and I moved toward the edge of the room where my piano stood. It was my sanctuary, the only refuge that could momentarily lift the heaviness from my heart. Taking a seat, I let my hands rest on my thighs before lifting my right hand and gently pressing it onto the piano keys. The notes of Franz Liszt's "Liebestraum No. 3 As-dur" flowed from my fingertips, each key a vessel for my emotions.

He just wanted to soothe his heart, and playing a few notes on the piano did just that. Rakia woke up with an unpleasant dream; as she woke up, she faintly heard the piano sound. She rubbed her face and tried to recognize the room she was lying in. "Dashtan's room," she muttered, fully aware of where she was. She pulled back the covers and got out of bed, curious as to the whereabouts of the owner of this room. She opened the door slowly, and the piano sound became more apparent. She saw her husband sitting at the piano and playing. Rakia chose to lean against the door frame and folded her arms in front of her body. The tune was able to make her enjoy the atmosphere for a moment. She was rem

Rain’s POV I sat at the piano in the music room just letting the melodies flow slowly from my fingertips. In the last couple of days I have been trying to come to terms with being completely one with Reya. It bothered me to not have her in my mind separated from my thoughts. I know we are one and the same now but I missed her always being there. I couldn’t feel her because I was her. My gorgeous treasure was spending time with Ray while I sat here procrastinating. I had so much that needed to be done but I just couldn’t bring myself to ditch this melancholy feeling. I needed to attend to my queenly duties of making sure my friends and family were all taken care of.