Lirik Begin Again Novels & Stories

After this, he pulled away and cupped her cheeks, saying, "Look at me, Elena. Please look into my eyes. I am being very sincere to you, and I promise you, before everything and everyone around us as my witnesses, I promise you, Elena, that I will never hurt you. I will never make you cry and I will always make you happy. I'll protect you, fill your life with colors, and I'll never let you go. Can you give me one more chance? Elena, can you love me again?" Elena sighed and once again turned to stare at everyone. At this point, she felt put on the spot and didn't know what answer to give to Kyle.

Mainly because this gunshot scared my princess but also because l had to walk all the way here for a false alarm l thought there was an intruder in here just to see that these dumb men are the cause of it not only that what if my princess had not believed my father l did not want her knowing about this part of our lives maybe when she is old enough or never she is too pure l don't want her to think we are monsters . My men looked at me with fear evident in their eyes l was really tempted to shoot them but l knew and l could always put my gun on silent which is a win they will be dead and my princess won't hear anything but l was not in the mood . So when they did not answer l asked them agai

I decided to turn on my radio while waiting for the traffic to move. The first radio station was playing a heartbreak song, I changed it immediately. What I needed right now is something peaceful, not the lyrics, 'I'm losing you forever ringing in my ears. The next station was also playing a heartbreak song. So, I decided to switch off the radio finally. It was so annoying how nothing was happening the way I wanted it. I was about to lean back in my seat when the cars started moving. Finally, something was working for me. That gave me hope that I can do this. I can win back Naomi. Thankfully, the road was now clear and soon I was at the mall.

Ripped from my body. When I finally opened my eyes, panic rushed through me. My hands flew to my belly— Flat. Empty. Lifeless. Not swollen with life anymore. Not full of hope. Just... gone. A scream tore from my throat, raw and ragged. I cried out in agony— "My baby... my pup...!"

I had a new name and a new life in a new city. To fix my past regrets of quitting school, I went back to college. While walking on campus, someone tapped my shoulder. "Sophia, is that you?" My heart jumped, and I started to panic, but when I turned around, it was a man I did not know. "Do we know each other?" I asked, unsure. "I'm Brandon. We went to the same college before you left." "Oh, right. Sorry, I just didn't remember you at first."

xiao xiao uttered, but her grandfather would'nt stop saying sorry as he cries, his voice is so low and really weak, xiao xiao hugged her grandfather tightly, she did'nt know why he was crying and why he was sorry but her heart aches for him, seeing him like this makes her cry even more! "xiao xiao,my baby girl.. i want you to be happy and forgive me for what i did," he uttered weakly, "just rest grandpa, i dont know what youre talking about but we can talk about that later, for now just rest and i will call the doctor to check you, okay,i'll be quick," xiao xiao said smiling as she stands up to go outside and call a doctor, her grandfather nodded at her, she was so happy that her grandfathe

Transactional. His words kept replaying on a cruel loop in my mind. I had opened up to him. I had shown him the rawest, most vulnerable part of my life—the fear, the isolation, the relentless effort it took to survive—and the moment things got uncomfortable, he threw it back in my face like an insult. “Stella! Wait! Please, just stop for a second!” My own high-pitched voice echoed down the street behind me. I paused, turning on my heel.

Her ragged, human song was being answered. The green light spread, a web of living energy crawling across the black stone. The sad music began to change, to weave around her melody. It was no longer a song of an ending. It was becoming a song of a beginning. Liora poured everything into her song. She sang of the first green shoot breaking through winter-hardened ground. She sang of the first breath of a newborn. She sang of dawn after the longest night. She sang not of preserving what was, but of believing in what could be.

I feel totally comfortable with no worry. "So should we compose a song or should we just sing?" He asked. "Let's just sing" I said and he replied with an 'okay' turning on his piano. "Let's sing the one we composed yesterday" He said and i nodded. We cleared our throats.. "Ready?" He asked. "Of course" I said happily. We started singing; 🎵Wounds fades with time. 🎵Our worlds begin to cross path. 🎵You made me exist in your world.

She picked up her pace as she began to sing along to a song that had been playing for a few moments “Here comes the rain again…falling from the stars…drenched in my pain again…becoming who we are…as my memory rests…but never forgets what I lost…wake me up when September ends…summer has come and passed…the innocent can never last…wake me up when September ends…” She stopped singing and changed the song by clicking on her headphone. She turned on a song that she had listened to and sung before