Littlest Violin Novels & Stories

While Vincent was busy learning about business and caring for his education, the young girl would often sneak into his house and climbed through his window, since his room was on the first floor. The young girl was always dressed in white dresses with lace and she always had this white tiger doll she used to carry around even after she became a teenager as if it was her most precious possession. At first when they started getting close, he did not really pay too much attention to her because although she was incredibly beautiful even at such a young age, he found her personality to be a bit unbearable.

reprimanded the little girl’s mom again. “Sorry, Mom…” The little girl was still seen grinning without any qualms. “Okay… The special and mysterious room has been opened. You said you want to see your favorite Crudus’ violins as well as your favorite Brother Erito Ricky and Brother Eriwan Rocky. Didn’t you…?” “Yes, Mom…” The little girl nodded her head enthusiastically. She followed her mom out of the painting room. Hearing the familiar name which had been spoken rather unclearly just now, Valeda Qorwina was seen slightly frowning her forehead. She began to think deeply.

Caitlin raised her violin to her chin and lifted the bow. With the first gentle stroke, a hauntingly beautiful melody filled the hall. The sound of the violin, combined with her enigmatic presence, immediately captivated the audience. Even King Leif VI, who had shown little interest in the event, raised his eyes toward the stage. The solo violin piece was mesmerizing, as if it carried a spell. It swept through the grand chamber, stealing every breath and holding every heartbeat still. As the melody flowed, something stirred in Leif VI—a ripple across a lake that had long been still.

It seems like time had stopped ticking for her, everything just seemed to be a scene from a movie. She wore a white dress with her head quietly lowered. Her white, slender fingers flew across the Violin strings, and a string of smooth, elegant music flowed from her fingertips. She listened to it with fascination until Sian ended the song. She noticed the Violin under her hand, ‘Molitor’ Stradivarius. This was the treasure that every violinist yearned for even in their dreams; however, there were very few who possessed Stradivarius violins. Khloe calmed her heart. When she saw Sian, she knew that this girl was not her competitor.

Alejandro argued and she mentally slapped herself for coming up with a worst lie. "What's the matter, mi pequeña bebe?" this time Joaquin asked her in concern because she never behaves like this and it was looking odd of her to do it. "J-J-Joa I don't want to." she whined at him puckering her lips out. Joaquin knee something was going inside her tintly brain and they had to respect her decision so he nodded at her and walked back to the bed sitting on it. The other two also understood his silent words. Vanessa smiled at him widely and showed him her thumbs up.

And most importantly, was she better than them? Mercy drew the violin into her chin and took a deep breath. Her hands shook as she positioned the bow above the strings. Then, in a burst of confidence, she began to play. The violin’s sweet, melodic notes carried out into the night sky. Right from the start, it was clear that Mercy wasn’t just ‘good’ – she was brilliant. The song was sad and sweet, reminiscent of Mercy’s own feelings. Jonathan watched her, impressed, as she played with abandon. Resort guests passing by couldn’t help but stop to listen, transfixed by Mercy and her red violin. In fact, if Jonathan didn’t know better, he’d think she was somehow casting a spell on everyone with he

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

The mind is an extremely powerful thing, only you can determine your own strength. Keegan’s P.O.V It was time for my last stop, My Little Kittens father. I had to involve the police, even though me and the guys could handle it. This had to be done a certain way, especially with the amount of evidence Madelynn found. If they knew about it, she would be dead, so no matter how much I wanted to kill this motherfucker myself I knew My little Kitten would never forgive me since her mind is a little screwed when it came to her dad. But we were all on our way, the town was really not that bad. It had the feeling of one of those old country movies, at least in this one the wasn’t a gravel road. But t

This is definitely untuned. Some of the audience laughed, and I could see Edith, Jasmine, and Addison giggling to themselves. I decided to ignore them and quickly tuned the violin. It only took less than a minute, so I positioned the violin under my chin once again. I took one last deep breath and played my mom’s favorite song—Violin Sonata by Amy Beach. Here goes nothing.

This one is tall, handsome, dark-haired, blue-eyed and slimy as a slug. “Good afternoon to you too, David,” I say neutrally as I turn towards him, tucking Malachi safely under my arm. I truthfully have no fear for my violin here. Whatever their flaws, everyone in the room is a true musician and not one of them would deliberately harm an instrument. Not like the bullies who smashed my first violin, back at the orphanage, before Katie and Tony came in to my life. The memory of my poor, broken instrument still haunts me though, and it's because of that I hold Malachi close now, not because of David.