Mario Pianist Novels & Stories

I clapped appreciatively and chuckled softly as she finally stopped, turning her head to meet my eyes with a sulky, mischievous expression. "What?? Please continue... Fun fact did you know that what makes a pianist, a pianist, is that they play tunes that evoke strong emotions from the listener.... You deserve an award... I was ready to bite my tongue the second you started playing those otherworldly tunes... " In all words, her melody was a cringe disaster. This piano was one of the hardest to play; even as someone like me, a piano prodigy, I still had a hard time mastering the keys, I wonder why she rushed to play so soon...and besides, we aren't here for the piano.

Shane was quite a talented musician, since he was good at playing both the piano and guitar, while he also had a magical singing voice. Shane placed his hands on the piano and took a deep breath. He first started to slowly play the opening of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. The mall which was busy around him, suddenly became more quiet. A few people walked over to him as if the music was physically drawing them towards him.

She may have been born into a wealthy family, but everything she saw was far from what she had been used to, making her even more convinced that Arthur was not an ordinary person like the other workers. "Do you play?" Arthur’s voice broke through her thoughts. "I used to. A long time ago." Athena stared at the grand piano in the corner of the room. The sight of it stirred something deep within her, memories of a life she had almost forgotten. She could still remember the applause, the standing ovations, the joy of creating music that moved people to tears. "Why not now?" Arthur walks over to the piano. He opened the lid and ran his fingers lightly over the keys, creating a soft, haunting mel

And he kissed my cheek, knowing well that he was teasing. He smirked slightly at that. Leonardo shifted in my arms, making a small noise. The baby in Marcel’s arms let out a soft cry in response. Two voices. Two lives. “Leonardo,” Marcel said quietly. “And Aria,” I answered. Aria reached out, her hand hovering over the baby’s tiny fingers before finally touching them gently. “You honor me too much,” she whispered. “No,” I said softly. “You earned it. And I know that I am never going to repay what you’ve done for me, no matter how hard I tried.”

I said. "I'll play it." Ozgur got up from his seat, then he handed me his wine glass. Ozgur gracefully started playing his hand on the toots of the piano. The beautiful tone was playing. Mozart's piano playing is complex, but Ozgur can play it flawlessly. Ozgur looks so charming.

But if there was one thing I had noticed about Marcelo Marino, it was that he loved to fuck with people. He sometimes even say something shit that weren't real just to get under their skin. Just like he was doing to me now. I reached into my pants pocket and pulled out my phone. Scrolled. Tapped. The first chords of a song started—soft piano, melancholy. Marcelo snatched the aux cord from the dash, he had never done anything so fast in his life. His nose flared up. “Absolutely not.” “Are you serious?” I asked, glaring hard at him.

He was so well mannered, he thought. “I had to leave for sometime- but I’m back now, to see who this Mario I’ve been hearing so much about is” He grinned at Mario whose face lit up with a gummy smile, so elated to hear someone has been eager to meet him. “Really?!” And Pablo nodded, “You bet”.

The plane touched down on the ground and Mario was prepared to proceed. "This way comare." Commander Mario declares while he pointed to a small black jeep parked without anyone in it. Christian got in while he remained behind to make sure the pilot never spoke a word to anyone about them. Bang! That was the sound of a gunshot. Mario used the Glock 19 to shoot the pilot, as he was an exceptionally precise killer just like her. It was one shot to the head and he was done. He hurriedly got on the jeep and drove off. "Do you have everything ready?" She inquired of him.

sia asked with irritation and Mario chuckled as if her words were so funny but when sia looked up at him with a death glare he zipped his mouth and pretended to throw away the keys then straightened up and spoke "I mean you have a soft spot for him right? you are developing feelings for the Casanova"Mario simply said and leaned back hoping to sign her reaction but to his surprise, the lady just shrugged and continued his work and Mario made a low curse "A little birdy told me you made late-night dinner for him, is that true?" he attempted again and this time Sia looked up with a mocking smile and set down her files and Mario pushed his chair back nervously praying the lady doesn't throw the

Clancy's POV "You psycho!" Mario Karts cursed out his throat in front of me but could do little as his hands and feet were bound to the wall of the cell underground. He was shirtless, showing the fresh knife mark all over his body from my torture. "Mario" My voice was rather calm as I approached him with the plier in my hands, "Tell me..." "I've told you all I know already," He cried, "She asked about everything I know about the Di Marco Princess, Sofia"