Lyric My Universe Novels & Stories

This is perfect. "I resonated with the lyrics. I also remember you like this song." He winked, pressing his forehead against my own. We swayed slowly to the music. "I just want to stay in this moment with you forever and forever." He began to sing along to I don't want to miss a thing by Aerosmith. I giggled and I'll probably tease him for a while about this, but I absolutely love it. This song is perfect for us, for this. I really could get lost in this moment with him forever. Before I knew it the song had ended and my father tapped Nate on the shoulder.

Lyra looked toward the sky. You said you saw the future. Yes. Then tell me exactly what happens. The baby's eyes turned white. I see you standing in a burning world. Lyra's heart tightened. What happened? You are fighting something. What? I can't see its face. The baby paused. But I know its voice. Whose? Yours. Lyra froze. My voice? You are screaming at yourself. The baby closed her eyes. Then you destroy the universe. Why? Because you believe everyone you love is dead.

She didn’t understand what it was or where it came from, but she held onto its feeling—a feeling of immense stability, of deep roots, of a peace that could contain any amount of noise. She returned to her people, the Luminari, not as a conqueror or a prophet, but as a listener. Their world was in sonic turmoil. Great concerts of creation clashed with symphonies of destruction. A artist’s song of a new star could be shattered by another’s dirge for a dying moon. The very air crackled with painful, beautiful dissonance. “We are breaking ourselves with our own music!” Lyra cried out, not in anger, but in desperate concern. Her voice, tuned by the star-note, carried a strange clarity that cut th

To reach for the sun. Lyra’s final words hung in the honey-scented air, a question that was also an answer, a beginning that felt like a declaration of war. "The universe is full of cages," she said. "Will you help me open them?"

Cause of death: suicide by drowning. [Please prepare accordingly for your death.] Iris frowned for a moment, then picked up her phone and contacted a lawyer, asking him to draft a divorce agreement. Just as she was about to put the phone down, a notification popped up. [Renowned singer Lionel Potter's song for his wife, "Only You", surpasses one billion streams!] Her fingers trembled as she tapped it open. The article included a video clip released by a reporter. It was a behind-the-scenes vlog of Lionel creating "Only You".

> “It’s the song again — but this time, it’s not mine.” > “Exactly,” Seren said. “It never truly belongs to any one voice. Each universe adds its own harmony. And when the last note fades, another will begin.” The two of them watched as the new world took form — oceans of light, winds that carried laughter, mountains made of dreams. And in the sky of that newborn world, a pale red moon rose. > “The memory remains,” Seren whispered. > “It always will,” Lyra said. ---

"Don't even think or make an attempt to escape from my pack or you wouldn't like what I would do to you," "You just spoiled my mood. I'm going,"he said, and with that he walked out of the house with a cold look on his face. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched him walk away. I slumped hard on the bed, with a bead of tears rolling down from my eyes. “Moon goddess, why is my life like this,” I thought as I glared at the bed. Nothing good has ever come my way. The only good that came my way was the Alpha sister who's my foster mother, and she's dead. Now I'm forced by a ruthless Alpha to be his Luna.

I went infront to be given a warm welcome by the surrounding crowd,making me smile. " thanks Luke...Uhm what's up everybody -are yal having a great time" I asked as everyone clapped showing that they were" aight that's good, let me start by first being straight...don't yal look at me side ways when I start tearing up coz I'm going through some stuff which is why I'm here to release some of my stress -but don't yal worry about what's happening my songs will tell it all " I said as I grabbed a chair to prepare myself to start singing.I started with Beyonce -best thing I never had The was a time I thought

I still love her as my best friend and that won't change, but she is now MY LUNA MY QUEEN. THE END

Day, night, awake or asleep. It continues to torture her "Emily" it calls out "say something, play with me a little" "please leave me alone" tears fall down her face. she hasn't gotten a minute of peace, her mind no longer belongs to her, and now she shares it with this beast. perhaps this was the universe punishing her for her continuous cries and her unstop complaints of being lonely, now she was not alone and it doesn't seem like she'll never be alone again.