Novel & Cerita Lost And Found The Song

No one I repeat no one know that I can sing. [The lyrics of the song is written by me. I hope you like it. Please let me know about the song] Song name : losing myself Writer of the song : Falaknaaz (Me) Loosing myself I don't know why I feel so broken? I don't know why I feel so alone? I have my people around me But still, everything seems fading I want this to stop please But I can't help it. I have people around me But I have no one for me

His family. ******** "Jagg". Ashwin back hugged Jagger who was standing in the window. "Yes love". Jagger turned to him to look into his warm chocolate eyes. He kissed his plump lips once. Before looking again in his eyes. "I Found Love. I found love when I expected it least". He whispered the same words that once Jagger said to him. Jagger felt his eyes pooled up with happy tears. "I Found love too Ashwin. When I expected it least". He ghosted those plump lips to seal the deal.

The sun was shining brightly as the flowers bloomed beautifully. Ryan carried our daughter while I held our son's hand. All of us were wearing matching, radiant smiles. An old wolf with a shock of white hair and shabby clothes hid behind a tree and spied on us from a distance. It was Felix. Portia had been his fated mate assigned by the Moon Goddess. It was why he had suffered immensely after her death. Felix was only in his mid-30s, but he looked like an old wolf who was in his 70s.

Why be upset now? Her family, the ones she longed for, never cared about her. Everything she’d felt was self-deception. Even Lily vandalizing her mother’s grave hadn’t drawn a rebuke from Cameron. What was there left to hope for? From now on, the Whitmores and she were mortal enemies. They were cruel—then she would be ruthless in return. She got up, washed, and tidied herself. Lorenzo stretched the arm she leaned on and stepped out. Sam hurried over, lowering his voice. “Mr. Caldwell, the ring still hasn’t been found. We searched everywhere, but it’s gone. Could that woman have taken it?”

"No, that specific strain. The nursery rhyme. Who is playing that?" Lexi had spent moons having her informants track every scent and every sound in the territory, but no one had claimed that song. To the rest of the world, it was just a tune. To Lexi, it was a death knell. She pulled out her device, recording the fading notes, her face pale beneath her expensive furs. "I’m searching for a lost... cub," Lexi lied, her voice trembling. "A girl from my volunteer days at the sanctuary. This song was our secret. If you find who plays it, tell me immediately."

Please don’t try to find me through my dealer He won’t pick up his phone Please don’t try my father either He ain’t been home for years I know I’m no spirit seeker I can’t sleep through the tears I get lost in the ether I check it, I wreck it, I turn it around I gave you all my money, gave you all my money Gave you all my money, gave you all my money I don’t wanna live I don’t wanna give you nothing ’Cause you never give me nothing back Why can’t you be good for something? Not one shirt off your back Why can’t you be good for something? Not one shirt off your back She was so lost in the song that she did not notice someone was playing horn from behind. Just then she felt as if something hit

~Nyxie~ Where had I wandered off to? I looked in all directions and saw nothing familiar. Not even any scents were familiar. It didn't matter, I didn't want to be found, not right now, anyway. "It's where she lies, she's lost inside. She's can't find her home, she's on her own." I sang quietly. "Be strong even through your problems. Feelings to hide, dreams to find, losing her mind. Falling from grace, lost all over the place." I sat by a small mountain and closed my eyes.

The familiar feel of the keys under my fingertips is comforting. Taking a deep breath, I begin to play my second favorite song. Lost Girls. The notes flow effortlessly, each one resonating with the emotions swirling within me. As the melody fills the room, I feel a tear escape and slide down my cheek. This song has always been special to me, a reflection of my journey and my struggles. It carries the weight of my past and the hope of my future. My number one favorite song doesn’t hold hope, but Lost Girls does. Because the rawness in the lyrics and beats, they start out sad, and it only seems like it can only get sadder. Then the chorus towards the end, before the final lines... gives you ho

He pecked my lips before continuing, "Yeah, I'm happy that I lost you the first time because if I hadn't lost you then I wouldn't have known your worth but I'm I found you again because I needed you and I will always need you." I wanted to feel touched by his words but at the same time, I felt angry at it. "So I'm just some kind of a lost but found girl to you?" I spat, glaring at him. He tickled me and I started laughing. "Nope, because I found you after you left home before another guy found you and made you his during my absence." He explained and I understood what he meant. I cupped his face and squished his cheeks together. "I love you so much, baby. You stood by me. You fought for us."

“Kaelen will find me.” The reflection’s gaze softened. “If you linger, he will forget you.” The words hit harder than a physical blow. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “He wouldn’t.” “He must,” the reflection said gently. “That is how the living survive the lost.” A tremor rippled through the realm, distorting the silver sky. Thunder echoed faintly, but not from above — from beyond. A sound that did not belong here. It was faint but familiar — the rhythm of a heartbeat that matched her own.