Last Dance Lirik Novels & Stories

"Jessica, do your best out there. Don't make our unit look bad." I saluted him. "I won't let you down, sir!" "Alright, get going." Mr. Hall waved me off, sounding almost annoyed. As I turned away, I caught a glimpse. The veteran who had never cried on the battlefield was quietly wiping his face as he looked to the side. – That night, Samson and Celia came home with a bunch of friends. The house was quiet and dark, and Samson was already getting irritated. When he turned on the light and saw the table covered with food, his mood finally softened.

“A feast? For what?” “It is an ancient tradition for the finals of the Dance of the Dead,” Isadora says. Her ocean blue eyes lock onto mine, and for the first time, I see a deep, heavy flicker of pity drowning her gaze. “It is called the Last Supper. Because three days from now, one of you will inevitably die in that arena.” She looks at my small frame to my bruised neck, and the utter lack of hope in her eyes tells me everything I need to know. She doesn’t expect me to survive the fight against the Ripper Ghost.

Veronica urged him to shut. "Il mio tempo è finito. Fammi confessare l'ultima parola che voglio dire, io ... io ... L ... io Lo ...( My time is over. Let me confess the last word I want to say, I... I... L.. I Lo... )," He stopped exhaling his last breath, keeping his eyes fixed on her pure hazel eyes. She froze in her place. How can he just leave her? "Deve ancora confessarmi le sue ultime parole ( He yet has to confess his last words to me )" She mumbled as fat tears left the corner of her eyes. She felt her world just got broken into pieces. How dare he leave her again.

I pull him up and fix his body on the bed. “Chels…” He’s murmuring her name. “Just sleep jerk!” the audacity of this guy maliciously mentioned my fiancée’s name. [GIGGLES] “I… rea---lly… real-ly … layk yohmm” “Do you want to die?!” [GROANS] “I… don’t… nev—er wan-a leave yo--- layk Deyl diiiid” His last words were faint but I can clearly comprehend it.

A live band played a mix of classic love songs and modern hits, keeping the dance floor lively. Kiara and Myles' first dance as husband and wife was to their favourite song, "At last" by Etta James, a fitting tribute to their long awaited union. Their friends and family soon joined them, creating a vibrant and Joyous atmosphere. She looked into the eyes of Myles and signal to him that they needed to disappear from the crowd, they have a lot to do to eachother, and with that, they sneaked out of the party hall. People only noticed the convoy following behind, but they didn't know when they left.

" He doesn't reply, watching me take my last breath. I try not to feel disappointment as black spots fill my vision and my life begins to fade. “ Asger.“ That is the last thing I hear as I breathe my last. ~P-Lia~

They hoped anyway, grasping onto my words until everything was gone. One night only, Grasping sheets, A crinkled quilt, The rising sun, One last good-bye, baby, I sing. The beat picks up, and . . . The butterflies, they’re nothin’, The heart pounds, mean nothin’. One night, that’s all you get, It’s all we got, take it now, One last good-bye, I’ll give to you, One last good-bye, baby. I strummed the last chords of the song, the final words crushing everything the song built it up to be. But—hey, if they were gonna make me sing a fuckin’ song, don’t expect it to be a love ballad. It’ll be the damn truth.

" A sharp pain struck my chest, and my breathing grew tight. Elara’s words were like a dull knife, carving into my heart again and again. She knew exactly how to hurt me the most, which was why she could defeat me so easily. I drew in a slow breath and tried to steady myself. "You’re right. A jinx like me doesn’t deserve you. We’re done. The wedding is canceled." After saying that, I hung up. A notification from Elara’s social media popped up on my phone. She was completely naked, draped over Drew, the flush on her face not yet faded. She had written: "No matter how much time passes, you will always be the one I couldn’t have. I finally gave myself to you. From now on, I’m yours."

My heart was beating so violently, I was afraid it would burst out of my chest. Lucas looked deeply into my eyes with a loving gaze, his gentle touch on my exposed skin sending pleasant shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help the butterflies that fluttered in my stomach as the lyrics of the song reached my ears. ~”Wherever you go, that’s where I’ll follow. Nobody’s promised tomorrow… So I’ma love you every night like it’s the last night. Like it’s the last night….”~ Lucas tightened his hold around my waist, pulling me closer, his eyes falling on my lips briefly before looking into my eyes again.

I'm facing now my death. 'G-gello. Meg.' My last word before I lost my conscious. —————————————————————————————————————————— Enjoy Reading! Thank You! God Bless! - ErnEst_odrE_5v -