Miracle Song Cascada Novels & Stories

the golden man said. “Yeah right.” She said as she walked away and as she turned back, she saw he had disappeared. She was left alone on the plane of nothingness with her thoughts. She drew in the dirt a simple circle which she drew some fancy little designs and what seemed to be a mirror appeared in the earth. She realized it wasn’t a mirror but a window of sorts. She gazed into it, and she could see the creatures she had seen before coming through the gates at sunset. She drew another symbol in the dirt, and she could now hear the voices.

So, I gave him the quick short version of what happened, and I can see the fury flash in his eyes, but I reassured him that I am not leaving Savannah for a bogus scholarship under blackmail. When the song starts to play, I think to myself that it sounds familiar, but I don’t quite work it out just yet. It isn’t until Savannah started singing that it hits me what song she is singing. ‘Miracle’ by Cascada. What hits me the hardest is when Savannah sings the line “I know you cheated on me from behind,” I have never cheated on her nor would I. When she has finished singing this song, I am getting to the bottom of this. This is pissing me off more than finding out it was Candace who cheated on me

It was not a hymn of gratitude, exactly—Carolina’s people never had much patience for thanks—but it echoed with something like relief, the defiant joy of people who had won themselves this moment, even if it was all they’d win. When the song collapsed into laughter, Mira drew close, her bluebells bruised by the heat, petals ragged but glowing fiercely. She pressed Carolina’s hand, thumb brushing the nest of veins where the starter still bloomed. They watched the sunrise dissolve a layer of mist on the far bank; the city itself was gone, erased behind distance and a wake of blue growing with the speed of rumor. “You ever think about going back?” Mira asked, so quiet the question almost wasn’t

Feels like due to all this I am breaking down. I scream inside and shout, Feels like I’ll never be able to let it out. I promise myself long emotions that I can keep, Feels like I should hug a wall, Bleed out my heart and weep. Life like this is really tough, Feels like I won’t take it anymore, It’s already more than enough. I need a space to breathe And have a little fun, Feels like someday I’ll break these chains, And far away I’ll run. ... ‘Congratulations to the team ‘Shadow’, for your win at Udaipur. How does it feel?’ the interviewer asked.

My name is Mirabelle, but my friends call me Mira for short, i'm barely seventeen and about to enter a new phase of my life, I just got admitted into the university of my dreams to study accounting which was not actually what I intended to study at first, but because that was where my mark in post utme landed me or I was not just so lucky....but I accepted to study it anyways because I was determined to leave the house, which I and my siblings called "cage house" funny right?

She sobbed softly. “You don’t realize how much they mean to you till the day they leave you”. Mira’s word struck Harry to the bones. He looks at space and memories of Elizabeth filled his mind. “Mira, I need to go” he announced, running back to his car. Mira stood outside the prison’s facility till Craig showed up. “How is he?” She asked him curiously. “He is fine. He asked me to give you this”. Craig handed Gerald’s bracelet to her before walking to his car.

Miracle rattled the slips, checking if there were any secret papers hidden in between. But there was none. The second half of the story was gone. "C'mon... Don't do this to me. I have to know the story." Miracle pressed her fingers to her lips, murmuring lines of undefinable words that echoed softly in the dimly lit room. As she chanted, a gentle swirl of white light unfurled from her fingertips, enveloping her hand in a shimmering embrace. Silvery tendrils of smoke swirled into the room, weaving in response to her invocation. They laid atop her mark of divinity on her chest, and seconds later, the bulging veins around her reddening mark began to ease.

The Valley of Mirrors was not called so for having reflective surfaces, but because everything here was perfect, immaculate, as if the real world were just an imperfect reflection of this place. At the center of the valley flowed a river whose waters made no noise as they moved, but instead sang complex harmonies that seemed to tell the stories of the stars. "The Singing River," Aurora breathed, her eyes filled with tears she couldn't explain. "We're almost there." They followed it upstream until the waters opened into a waterfall that fell not into a lake, but into the sky—the droplets rising instead of falling, disappearing into the clouds above. And beyond the inverted waterfall, in a cle

I pleaded. “Why should I? you are a freak, you don’t belong here, you are an abomination” The crowd cheer, then a guy came forward. "Yeah bitch, you are a freak, you need to leave the pack, you are a curse” he spat at me. The crowd was cheering. More rude comments kept coming at me. All I could do was cry Marissa let go of my hair. I sat down on the ground, prop my knees up and cover my face. I feel hurt how people see me, that sometimes I ask the moon goddess why do I have to be cursed? That sometimes I wish I could just leave this world and be at peace. Then again, I think about my parents, what I would put them through if I were to leave this world? I remember my mother telling me how for

At the heart of the greatest cascade, the core eight formed the ultimate knot. Silas and Draven double-stuffed Vespera while she sucked Rook. Wren and Lorien claimed me as Sable ground against my face. The eight of us moved as one single, flowing organism of ecstasy. Every thrust, every lick, every moan synchronized with the falling light. The final climax was a deluge of pure rapture. Waves of golden-emerald energy exploded outward from the center, cascading through every realm and soul. The Song reached a roaring, everlasting resonance. New connections formed. Ancient barriers dissolved into pleasure.